A marriage ?! A bodyguard ?!

A chorus of laughter can be heard from outside the saloon.
People walking outside try to not walk on the pavement near it, knowing that often bullets ricochet inside the saloon and end up exiting the saloon to hit the poor bystanders walking too close. The roof of the saloon frequently jumps in the air alongside the sound of people fighting inside. The largemouth that accompanies the title of the saloon -''The Smiling Sally Saloon''- laugh in a deep, maniacal way, every time someone yowl in pain inside. The saloon's exterior is pretty colorful, paint with bright colors that draw attention easily, which is ironic considering the bad reputation of the place.

Inside, there's a thick amount of smoke, like a toxic fog, floating. Everyone inside is smoking a cigar or two or five, accompanied by drinks. Alchohol is flowing and the beautiful waitresses are walking pompously around the tables, dressed in their most beautiful attires and their faces covered in thick makeup. They flutter their eyelashes at any man tipping them for their good service and it starts brawls inside. People laugh, cheer, the onomatopoeia of fighting sounds accompanying the punches of the barely standing men. The onomatopoeia of laughter sounds and cheers are following.
Jazz music is playing in the background, from the jukebox, creating a convivial atmosphere despite the numerous fights and gunshots.

In the opaque saloon, there are two men in blue drinking at a table in the corner of the room. There's no fight on their side and they avoid each collision from flying objects or bodies smoothly. The men sitting at the table, who looks eerily similar to each other in appearance, are playing a game of cards. One of them wears glasses on his nose while the other has on his shoulder a bird companion that looks at the cards more intensely than the man who is playing.
The cigar caught between the bird's beak is quickly being consumed, an evident sign of nervousness. The man in glasses from across the table smirk and, in the suavest voice existing in this universe, calls it out;

''You could show me your cards, it would give me the same hint.''

The bird seems to catch on immediately and screams in horror, nearly fainting on the spot. The bird looks apologetically at his partner but the blue man doesn't even look in his direction. His own cigar, held in thin lips, make several circles of smokes, each of them contributing to nothing in the conversation as the man stay silent, not bothering to answer to his opponent. His ''twin'' from across the table chuckles.

That's when they are interrupted by a waitress, a giant ribbon lady with legs and arms, wearing stockings and classy gloves that go up to the shoulders. She signs something to them with her hands and makes the motion ''telephone'' with her fingers to the man without the glasses. The man in blue nods with a grunt before standing up, setting his cards upside down on the table. He nods towards his partner, who nods his head back in acknowledgment, before walking away. With his long limbs, the walk to the phone at the bar is effortless, barely a few steps. The bird look behind its shoulder, to look in the direction of the other man in blue remaining at their table and see him obviously cheating by looking at the upside down cards on the table. The glassed man displays suddenly a victorious expression at the cards placed there. The bird frowns in anger at the sight of it, his face taking a bright red color and his cigar explode. He tries to speak to his partner about it, but the man simply holds his beak close with a hand, while the other takes the telephone receiver to bring it closer to his ear. The bird takes the hint and crosses its wings sulkily, tapping its foot on the guy's shoulder.

The man grunts in the phone as a greeting. The other person starts talking,
but for anyone outside the man, the only thing that they hear is a muffled screaming voice. The man grunts periodically to answer to the other person,
but besides that, he barely makes a sound. The bird, who freed itself from the hand around its beak, tries to get closer to the telephone receiver to listen,
but a gloved hand shoo him away. The bird sulks away and gets a newspaper out of nowhere to read while his partner is busy, tapping his foot on his shoulder while he waits.

The wait isn't long, however, and soon enough the man hangs up. He thanks the barman with a nod of his head, before coming back to his table. He doesn't sit back into his chair and only looks at his card partner with a slight frown. The four-eyed man seems to understand immediately and smiles at him.

''It's fine, go.''

The man grunts as an answer, turning his back to leave,
but pause in his step. He turns his head towards his lookalike, a hint of a smile on his blue lips, before saying in a gravelly voice;

''Incidentally, I win.''

The other's smile freeze on the spot, confused for a second. The bird seems confused too, but the man doesn't explain himself and leave.
The bird hears a colorful swear and he looks behind his shoulder, to see the man at the table turning the upside down cards on the table. It reveals a winning streak.

''How ?! What ?! When ?!''

The bird hear his partner chuckles in amusement as they exit the saloon.



The man stops in front of a shady looking building. He gets out of his black car effortlessly despite the fact that long limbs like his shouldn't be able to fit inside. He walks towards the door which two birdmen seem to guard. They both wear suits and fedoras. They are huge, easily taller than him and they know it, using their height to pressure him. The bird on his shoulder tremble in fear from the intimidation used on them, but it doesn't seem to work on the man in blue. He lights a cigar and takes a first puff that he releases in both their faces. The smoke creates a silently laughing head. The smoke circles them both, comically and hysterically laughing, before dissipating in front of them. The birds frown in anger and roll up their ''feathers''(sleeves). One of them even spit on the ground and punch his own hand, like to demonstrate what he could do to the man.

The man in blue glare at them from behind his fedora and, when they catch a glimpse of it, it seems that right in front of their eyes he grows in size. He grows bigger and bigger and they cower in fear, afraid of what he could do to them. They blink and suddenly he's gone, the door behind them closing with a silent ''bang''. They look at each other but shrugs nervously, refusing to enter the building to confront the guy. They want to keep their feathers, thank you.

Inside the building, the man in blue quickly reach his destination and open a door where a man is waiting, looking through the window in an ominous atmosphere. The man in blue sits awkwardly in the seat in front of the desk. He's so tall that the chair looks like it was made for a child.

The man turns around to acknowledge his presence. The intimidating man has an ugly face, with big lips and a big nose. His skin is covered in pimples, like a toad. Honestly, he isn't the most good-looking man around by a far stretch, but he looks menacing.

Suddenly, he grows smaller as he jumps from the stool that was put in front of the window. He's very short, like a dwarf. He produces a good amount of smoke from his four cigars held in his mouth.

The man moves the stool around to jump on his chair and put his tiny arms on his desk, crossing his fingers in front of his toad-looking face.

''It's your target.''

Someone comes out from the shadows, a butler sort of looking man, to put an upside-down picture on the desk that the boss glide towards the man in blue. The bird tries to take the picture but his partner is quicker. He holds the picture in front of his face and the bird has to cling to his jaw to be able to take a glimpse of it. The bird whistles at the sight of the beautiful woman in the picture, wiggling his eyebrows in an obvious flirting way.

There's suddenly two guns pointed at him and he faints in fear. He falls from his partner's shoulder and falls to the side of the chair where he's sitting. The man in blue only sigh and carefully pocket the picture in his jacket.

''I don't want any man approaching her until our wedding. She is mine. Anyone doing as much as staring too long at her, I want you to shoot a bullet between their eyes.'' To ''demonstrate'', he pokes between his own eyes with a large finger. He then breathes in sharply and smoke comes out of his nose ''Am I clear ?''

The bird, seemingly back to his senses, fly back to his partner's shoulder, though very obviously hiding behind the back of his head. The man in blue stands up abruptly, nearly making the bird on his shoulder fall back down. The bird clings to the back of his neck with his sharp claws, his wings around his throat. It doesn't seem to bother the blue man, however, as he keeps his attention towards the man sitting at the desk. He nods his head in simple acknowledgment of the request, before saying in his gravelly voice;

''How much ?''

The boss snap his fingers and the butler open a case full of cash. The eyes of the bird grow wide with dollar bills signs in them and he starts drooling. The amount of money doesn't seem to faze his partner, however, and he asks;

''I'll have the rest when ?''

The bird seems nervous at his partner's question but the man at the desk only laugh loudly.

''It's true when they say that you are a hard catch !''

The man grow serious once again and says between intertwined fingers;

''You'll have the rest on the day of my wedding.''

The man in blue only nods his head at this. He grabs the case full of money with a swift movement and starts walking towards the door.

''Before you go...''

The man stops at the door and looks behind his shoulder at the same time the bird does. He looks impassively at his new client. The man crush his four cigars into his tray as he says;

''Don't fall in love with my girl, you hear ?''

The man in blue only tips his fedora as an answer before exiting the room, closing the door behind him. The sound of the door closing is ominous and he has the strange sensation that he dug his own grave. The man in blue ignore the strong feeling in his guts and exit the building, the picture of a beautiful woman in his jacket's pocket.




When he arrives at the theater, it's more crowded than he thought. People are waiting for the actors arrival in bated breathe, some of them holding pictures for a dedication. Women are showering themselves in smelly perfume while men try to style their hair. Soon enough, they are served and limousines are pulling on the sidewalk. One after another, the limousines spits out the famous actors. The paparazzis tries to take pictures while they are rudely shoved to the side by the common fans that are screaming loudly at each of the individuals coming out of the cars. There are whistles and many screechy screams. The bird on his shoulder plucks his feathers in distress at this chaos while the man in blue only hums pensively. The bird looks at the man, as if asking how he can be so calm in all this cacophony, but then notice the cotton balls shoved in his ears. The bird frowns angrily but before he can throw a tantrum, the man holds out balls of cotton at him. The bird accepts it gratefully and sticks it in his ''ears''. They wait and wait until FINALLY, the woman they are waiting for comes out of one of the limousines.

She parades on the red carpet, looking at the cameras with such confidence that all the other actors seem to be forgotten. The flashes turn exclusively towards her and she poses for it, seductively. She waves flirtily towards the public there to welcome her and the men howls like wolves in heat. She struts away, her pretty derriere seeming to wave her goodbyes at the crowd. The men stare at her, tongues out, while women glare at her in jealousy.

The bird on his shoulder whistle at his partner, wiggling his eyebrows, before cowering at his glare. He sulks as the man in blue exit the crowd to follow the actors. Nobody stops him from following the actors and entering the building, despite the bodyguards around.

Like a shadow, the man is barely noticeable and none of the actors seem to notice him. When he doesn't find the woman that he's searching for, he goes to an actress he doesn't recognize -nor care enough to try- and pulls out the picture in his jacket's pocket. The actress frowns and looks away, crossing her arms on her massive breasts. The movement draws the attention of the bird that looks down at them, with a perverse smile on his beak. He's rapidly slapped on the head by his partner. The bird glare at the man, but he's ignored.

''Another one, huh? Why it's always her...''

The man in blue only grunts at her answer. She seems to understand the threat and quickly says;

''She's in her dressing room, preparing for her part. You can't miss it, there's her name on her door.''

The man pretends to not hear the ''the only one with her name on her door, like a princess'' murmured and walks away from the actress.

Like the actress said, it's not hard to find the woman's dressing room; The name is written in large letters, colored red on a bland green door. He knocks at the door, not announcing who he is however. He's not talkative like that.

''Yes ? Please, feel free to enter, I'm too busy to come open the door !''

At the answer, he doesn't waste time to enter the room, closing the door behind him and even locking it without a sound. The beautiful actress is arranging her makeup, her focus on the giant mirror sitting in front of her. When she sees his reflection, however, she sharply turns around and stares at him. Before she can ask, he pulls out her picture and throws it on her dressing desk, where it lands perfectly. He nods his fedora at her, as a greeting, imitated by his bird companion on his shoulder.

''Lucy Love, I am here to guard you until the day of your wedding with my client. '' It's short and to the point, barely offering her any comfort from her new situation.

The black hair beautiful awoken to the sound of her alarm clock screaming at her with its hand waving in the air. She glares at the clock which shut up and looked scared at the lady. It instantly shut up, as Lucy sat up from the bed and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. Her hair perfectly fell in light curls pass her pale white shoulder. Her black eyes shine with no bags under them at all. A black beauty mark rested below her left eye as she admires its perfectly round shape. She got up from her bed and headed to the mirror.

"Perfect." She grabbed her lipstick and started applying a nice layer on her lips. It only took her a few moments to put on her makeup.

After applying her makeup for the day, she grabbed the white gloves that rested on the vanity. She shoves her hands through her gloves before going into her dresser and changing into one her typical black dress with the white accent that made her well her. She slide her black thigh high up her pale legs as the fabric slide up her leg, she let out a light sigh and slipped on her white heels that match her whole outfit.

"Here to another day not in hell." She mumbled to herself and made her way outside her home to her driver waiting for her.

He bowed to her and opened the door to her. He was a tall doglike man who happily to please his employee. "Hello, Miss Love. Where to?" He greeted her with a goofy smile.

She chuckles at his eagerness to serve smile. "Hello, Spot. To the Studio, I have to sing a song for a movie this evening."

The drive was uneventful before she reaches the red carpet. She let out a long sigh before putting on a fake smile. She exited the car when her driver opens the door for her.

"Miss Lucy Love, look over here." A camera looking man said and flashes his lights. She poses instantly and smiles for the camera. Then waves sexily at her fan who started to howl at her. She then made her walked through the carpet with her sexy flare. Her hip sway side to side, as she made her way into the studio.

She smiled at her manager who started yapping about something she could care less about. He was a short man who looks pretty average black and white cartoon guy. He was good with business though and got her gigs she wanted.

"blah blah blah blah blah blah. Are you listening? Blah blah blah."
She waved at him before heading to the dressing room. "I know, mack. You can handle anything. You are the best." She smiles at him before shutting the dressing room door. Her smile dropped from her face as she goes to sit in front of the makeup table. She pat some powder onto her nose and looked at her appearance.

"Maybe, I should retire from my career soon. The stress is starting to get to me." The black demonic aura was starting to seep around her complexion. She heard a knock from her door ,and she quickly let her aura go back to normal.

''Yes ? Please, feel free to enter, I'm too busy to come open the door !''

She started to arrange her makeup in order of what she was going to apply. Lucy turned around to stare at the man before her. She was about to asked him what he was doing ,before he toss the picture of her on her dressing table.

''Lucy Love, I am here to guard you until the day of your wedding with my client. '' 

Lucy took in the tall blue man with the fedora that cover any feature of her face she could see. There was a bird on his shoulder that seem to be eyeing her. She was shorter than him being that she was 5'0 tall. She put her hand to her lips before she smile at him and his partner on the shoulder.

"Very well then." She went back to her makeup like she could careless about the situation. She started to apply her lipstick a bit more before she started humming to herself. She knew that she could easily shake off this marriage. So , she wasn't worry about it at all.

She heard a knock at her door ,and her manager loud voice can be heard. "Luc, your gig starting in 5 minute. Better got that voice ready, girl."

"Yes, I will be there shortly." She rolled her eyes which seem uncharacterisc of her.

She turned to blue man with a small smile on her face. "Excuse me, I need to prepare." Lucy walked past him to the dressing room door. She leaves the room and walked down the hall to the stage. Her manager was waiting for her near the stage. He pat her on the shoulder and went back to yelling at the staff to hurry up.

"Annoucing our wonderful singer, Lucy Love." One the actor said from the the outside of the stage. She walked onto the stage ,as the red curtain move to the side. She poses sexy with the mic in her hand.  

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The backup animals playing the music started to play the instruments, as she started to sing into the microphone. She moves along the stage and teases the male actor by leaning over them and showing off her bosom or her legs. The male actors started to whistle at her and reach their hands out on the stage.

She was doing her part for the movie, the sexy singer. She winks at the male actor who had hearts from their eyes and drooling from their mouths. She blew a kiss at the actors after her song was done. A pink heart came from her mouth and floated before it pops softly. The curtain closed on her, as she walked off the stage to the back.

"Ya, did well. Get some rest for tomorrow gallery event." Her manager gave her a thumbs up. He went back to yelling at yelling into a phone. She looks to see the blue man with her bird friend. She smiles at them before heading over to them.

"Enjoy the song?"  She put her hands on her luscious hips and smirk at him.

She giggles when she didn't get an answer from him and looked at his bird partner. "Not much of a talker is he."

"Well, this is going to be interesting."

She crossed her arms across her breast and still had a smirk playing on her lips. It was almost like it was a game for her. She was not taking this seriously at all. This wouldn't be the first time someone tried to marry her. They were easily taken care of.

Lucy chuckles watching the blue man screw over the drooling male actors. The actor that stepped on fell to their 'death.' The actor falls, and poof was all she could see from where she sat. X appears on their eyes. Tongues rolled out of the 'dead' actor mouth. Their pain was music to her ears, and she tried not to squirm in pleasure. She straightens up and watches the blue finally made his way to the top.

She tried to take in more about her bodyguard. Her keen demonic eyes took in every detail of the blue man. She tried to pick up what he looks like under the fedora. Her eyes could not pick up any facial detail under the fedora. She pouted that she couldn't get any view of his face. The blue man nodded to her, and she responds with a wave. He then opens his pocket to show her little kitten curl with z's forming around his head.

''People try to get into your dressing room, I'll install a lock tomorrow.''

She grins at him before standing up from her chair. Lucy looked over the edge with a sad expression before switching back to her grin.

"They never last long anyway."

She pulled her gloves up and fixed her hair before calling for the director with a wink toward his direction. She watches her wink land near the wheelman instantly yelled at his men to set up things.

"Director, my scene is next? No."

The film wheel man yelled for his staff to get the scene before answering her. "Yes, Miss, Love. You are My most brilliant singing and actress." He started rambling off. One of the staff pushes the button for a little elevator to go up for her to enter. Lucy goes in as its fast descent down. BING! It hit the floor and open up to reveal staff who rush her to the backstage. The makeup/hair brushes made their way to get her ready in a hurry and left in a flash. Red velvet curtains block the stage as the light people move their heads toward the stage.

"Lady and Gentlemen, Our beautiful singer for the night......Miss Lucy Love."
Lucy walked out of the curtain before making her way to the microphone. She leaned closed to the mic and smiles softly at the crowd before she started singing. The curtain opens to reveal the band behind it.

Stars shining bright above you
Night breezes seem to whisper "I love you"
Birds singing in the sycamore tree
Dream a little dream of me

Her voice was enchanting and seem to lull all the audience in. The actor started fighting and smacking each other in the head with toy hammers. She ignores them and starts to move the microphone with her as she sang her song.

Say "Night-ie night" and kiss me
Just hold me tight and tell me you'll miss me
While I'm alone and blue as can be
Dream a little dream of me

She leans closer to the microphone and locked eyes with one actor who plays the main role. Then made her way towards him at the edge of the stage.

Stars fading, but I linger on, dear
Still craving your kiss
I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear
Just saying this

Lucy wink at the main actor before making her way around the stage. Everyone’s eyes that were not fighting were on her. Even the female actresses were enchanted by her voice, It as if her voice was a spell.

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you
But in your dreams whatever they are
Dream a little dream of me

She walks to the other side of the stage and kicks an actor who was supposed to fall backward.

Stars fading, but I linger on, dear
Still craving your kiss
I'm longing to linger till dawn, dear
Just saying this

Lucy smirks as the music part without singing played. She leans against a wall sexily and slides down it. Then she got up and headed back to the mic.

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you
Sweet dreams that leave all worries far behind you

She walked back to the band then turn around to sing the last part. Her body sways softly to the melody of the song. She smiled softly before singing the last two lines.

But in your dreams whatever they are
Dream a little dream of me

The last thing she did was blow a kiss to the main actor before the curtain closed on her. Applauding and whistling were all she could hear, She made her way to her changing room. She could sense the blue man had followed her back. Lucy went to change behind the screen to her regular outfit.