So my pooter's making my text go all weird on this site at present (hence Epilogue/Prologue going all squished and jumbled - hope seperating it into 2 chapters helps) still, hope this silly song entertains and doesn't go too crazy. It is sung to the tune of "My Favourite Things" from The Sound Of Music - Ah, the various copyright breaches! Enjoy!
Our Favourite Things:
Verse 1
BOBBY: Burgers and bagels with cheese and pastrami,
Pizzas with three different kinds of salami,
Chocolate icecream and buffalo wings,
These are a few of my favouirte things!
Verse 2
SHEILA: Kittens and bunnies and teddies all sizes...
DIANA: Trophies and medals and gen'ral first prizes...
SHEILA: Getting proposals from long exiled kings,
BOTH GIRLS: These are a few of our favourite things!
Verse 3
HANK: Helping and fixing and general good deeds,
Virtue itself is all the reward I need.
Freeing some fairies and saving some some elves...
ERIC: Helping some losers that can't help themselves!
(HANK: Hey! That was my verse!)
Verse 4
PRESTO: I like Illusionists with copper tresses...
ERIC: I like the size of our female friends' dresses...
HANK: Dressing like extras from 'Lord of the Rings'...
(ERIC: Oi!)
ALL: These are a few of our favourite things!
Chorus
PRESTO: When zombies chase,
ERIC: Killer bees chase...
HANK: ...sometimes demons too...
ALL: We simply remember our favourite things, and then we don't feel so blue!
Verse 5
RANDOM ORC: Hacking and slashing, enslaving the gnomes...
NIGHWALKER: Stealing young kiddies at night from their homes...
ZINN & SIR LAWRENCE: Propositioning Minors we've only just met...
ALL: These simple pleasures we must not forget!
Verse 6
VENGER: Blowing up castles and torturing pixies,
Flying around on my horsie (called Trixie)
Destroying portals to Earth makes me smile...
These simple pleasures make my job worthwhile!
Verse 7
D.M: Speaking in riddles that can't be translated,
Unleashing Merry Hell when I'm berated,
Abducting innocent children from rides,
These simple pleasures just can't be denied!
Chorus
KIDS: When we're tired and
Getting fired at,
Things aren't going our way,
We simply remember our favourite things, and then we feel mighty...
ERIC: Woah! Hold it. Time out. I'm not singing that.
PRESTO: What? "And then we feel mighty gay?"
SHEILA: What's wrong with that? We remember our favourite things, and they make us feel all happy and peppy.
ERIC: Screw you guys. I'm going to my trailer.
Storms off.
DIANA: Ya don't have a trailer!
ERIC: (Off) Fine! Then I'm just going to stand behind this rock!
Stands behind rock, sulks.
UNI: Meh meh meh meh meh meh meh meh meh meh meh,
REMAINING KIDS: And then we feel Miiiighty Gaaaay!