AAT: CH4 - A NIGHT OUT
Tony and Bridgett were having dinner while Fievel was out looking for his own place to stay because he didn't want to take up space in Tony's home. Of course Tony and Bridget tell him they don't mind him staying there but Fievel insists on finding his own place to give them the room they need. In the meantime Tony and Bridgett talk about the day:
Bridget: so how was your day?
Tony: Good, tiring but it was good.
Bridget: What did you guys do?
Tony: I introduced Fievel to a female assistant.
Bridget: An Assistant?
Tony: Yea, boy it was funny, he was very nervous.
Bridget: I'll bet, what did he look like?
Tony: Well, his face turned red, his eyes were staring at her.
Bridget: I'm guessing he was aroused by her good looks.
Tony: You can say that again.
Bridget is amused by this story Tony is telling her, though she is wondering if it was a set up for Fievel.
Bridget: Was this a set up for Fievel?
Tony: No of course not, she was just someone looking for a job and I gave her an assistant manager's assistant.
Bridget: "assistant manager's assistant", that sounds funny.
Tony: Yeah I know, but Fievel told me he thinks he is falling for her.
Bridget: so you admit it was a set up.
She Picks up the dishes and takes them to the sink.
Tony: No no, I mean, I thought Filly needed someone to, you know—(she looks at him)Okay basically it was a set up.
Bridget: I knew it. Why did you do it?
She starts rinsing the dishes.
Tony: He seemed down for some reason, I thought it would be a good idea for him to have an assistant, you know? I just thought he needed some help, I mean I could help him but I am the manager and he's my right hand mouse, but even he must have a right hand.
Bridget: Hmm, I guess that makes sense, but still you're setting them up.
He walks up behind her and puts his hands on her hips as she was washing the dishes.
Tony: I guess you could call me, The Love Doctor.
She stops doing the dishes, turns and start making love to him.
Meanwhile, out on the streets, Fievel was walking around the entire neighborhood admiring the fine living spaces of the ally. Of course back when he first arrived, the place had been in bad conditions due to the cat infested streets, but now, throughout his surroundings, everyone seems to be enjoying the night minding their own business and the children are playing around. One group of kids were playing football with a piece of acorn when one of them kicked the acorn to Fievel but he caught it and gives it to one of the little girls.
Child: Thanks, Mr.
Fievel: Fievel. Just call me Fievel.
He nods his head to the little girl and walks away. The kids keep looking at him talking amongst themselves, wondering if that was really the mouse that scared off the cats with his giant Mouse of Minsk. Meanwhile Fievel continues to walk around touring himself through the ally. He came across a food store where they were selling some chees, and of course like all the mice, he likes cheese, he decides to go to the shop and buy a slice of cheese until he bumps right into someone along the way causing her to drop her purse, that person happens to be his assistant he so happened to be falling for, Karina.
Karina: Oh, Fievel. I'm sorry.
Fievel: Karina… what are you doing here?
Karina: I'm just walking around the neighborhood; actually I was just on the way to a Gallery.
He picks up her purse.
Fievel: oh really? W—well I was just touring myself through here, just getting myself to know this place
Karina: That's a good Idea for someone who just got back.
Fievel: yeah well, gotta do something.
They stand silent until Fievel asked her a question.
Fievel: Say, where did you say you were headed?
Karina: The Gallery, to see arts and different things.
Fievel: Really, well, I'm headed there myself, umm… can I join you?
Karina: Yes, well, Yeah you can join.
They both start to walk off, but to his right Fievel notices a rat dressed in black looking at him for a few seconds then walking away.
Karina: Fievel, you okay?
Fievel: Yeah… Yes I'm okay.
They start walking off silently at first but then she commences a conversation with a question.
Karina: So, your friend told me about you.
Fievel: My frie…? Oh, Tony. What did he say?
Karina: That he knew you since you first moved to America.
Fievel: Oh well. Yes that's true.
Karina: Where were you from originally?
Fievel: We were from Russia, but we moved over here because the cats were… you know killing people, and my papa told me that there was a promise of "No cats in America".
She starts to laugh because they actually believed that there were no cats in America in the first place.
Karina: Well, I guess that was a bummer when you found out that Warren T. and his cat gangs were tearing this place apart.
Fievel: Yes it was, I wanted to tell my Papa he was wrong but I knew he already knew.
Karina: Yeah well, cats are everywhere unfortunately, but fortunately not all of them are hostile towards mice.
Fievel: True that… (he notice they were passing the gallery) Is this the place?
Karina: Oh yes, silly me, I didn't realize it, paying too much attention talking to you.
Fievel: Yes I guess so.
He opens the door and lets her in first but as she passes by he just loved the site of watching her walk away.
Fievel and Karina are looking at paintings and sculptures of different kinds. They were enjoying themselves in looking at the different paintings and sculptures of famous mice artists from the past. There was one painting that Karina liked, that portrayed a view of mountains with a river between them and a sun setting on the horizon. Karina looks at it while Fievel remains behind her.
Karina: Oh wow, look at that! It's a lovely view isn't it?
Fievel ignores the painting in favor of her backside.
Fievel: Y—Yes it is.
He then looks off to a corner and notices a Grand Piano sitting there.
Fievel: Oh, look.
Karina: What is it?
Fievel: a grand piano. I've always wanted one of these. But they are so expensive.
They walk over to look at the instrument, and were very impressed by how beautiful and shiny it was, thought Tony is saving a Piano for Fievel he wouldn't mind having that one instead but until Fievel finds an home for himself, he'd have to wait.
Fievel: Tony has a piano like this in his storage room, he offered to give it to me, but I'm waiting until I get a home for myself.
Fievel: Uhh, well because I don't want to disturb Tony and his wife so…
Karina: Oh I see, well would he let you have it in his house?
Fievel: Of course, he's my friend and he would let me do whatever I want in there, but I just don't want him to feel like I'm taking advantage of him.
Karina: Yeah that makes sense, why don't you play something?
Karina: Yeah, you said you loved piano, and Tony told me you've played some, so yeah, I wanna hear you play it.
Fievel: Here? Right now? Don't you think the owner wouldn't allow it?
Karina: Oh, Mister Winston wouldn't mind.
Fievel: How do you know?
Karina: Because he's my friend, and he doesn't mind us doing anything at all. So go ahead.
Fievel: You sure?
Fievel sits down, opens the keys and starts moving his fingers from the left side to the right.
Fievel: Just a little warm up.
He pops his fingers and starts playing Chopin's "Nocturne in C-Sharp Minor" by starting off with the slow tune at the beginning. As he is playing Karina seemed to like his passion into the music and silently watches as he plays with dignity, his eyes were closing as he plays the keys, at the same time Karina starts to look at the paintings on the wall, Fievel keeps playing the piece as he watches her moving through the gallery, after a few seconds, Karina notices another picture on the wall, He sees a little kid dressed with a torn red shirt and blue pants along with the same hat as Fievel had, and was wondering if it was him. She looks at him and the picture. Fievel keeps on playing as he notices her looking at the picture, however, he keeps on playing. As he finishes she congratulates him on playing such a very nice piece.
Karina: I love your playing.
Fievel starts to blush a bit.
Fievel: Thanks, I like piano, but I do also play violins, guitars, cello's and some others, but my three favorites are piano, violins and cellos.
Karina: What's your first favorite?
Fievel: I don't know.
They both giggle for a bit.
Mr. Winston: (furiously) HEY, who that out there playing that Piano? I ought to shoot the heck out of that person playin' the piano—
As soon as they hear him coming from the other room Fievel starts to panic and whispers to her:
Fievel: I thought you said it was okay!!!
Karina: It is. Look.
As Mr. Winston enters the room, Karina runs towards him to calm him down.
Karina: Mr. Winston!!! Relax, it's just me.
Winston: Oh, Ms. Karina. How delighted to see you, and who might this be?
Karina: This is Mr. Mousekewitz.
Fievel: Fievel Mousekewitz.
They both shake hands.
Winston: Not the Fievel Mousekewitz.
Fievel: Yep, that's me.
Winston: Well I am honored to meet you Mr. Mousekewitz, I've heard so many stories about you, and your mouse of minsk.
Fievel: Yeah well, It really came from my Papa, he used to tell us all kinds of stories about these things. Like the mouse with the long hair, America, and the Mouse of Minsk.
Winston: But still you came up with the Idea, no one else would've done it, so yeah, you freed everyone from the cat gang.
Fievel: Yeah, you guys are flattering as always.
Winston: Oh did you see a picture I have of you as a child?
Winston: Come here.
They walk towards a painting to which Karina was looking at earlier and see a portrait of little Fievel with his hands behind his back looking up with a nice face. Karina thought he was cute as a child.
Fievel: Well, this is embarrassing.
Karina: I think it's cute.
The thought of her saying that leaves Fievel blushed and love struck.
Fievel: You do?
They both smile as they look at each other, until Mr. Winston interrupts:
Winston: Now I don't know the artist's name, It never was signed. Now I tried finding out who it was, but couldn't.
Fievel: that's okay
Winston: Do you happen to know who the drawing?
Fievel: No. No one ever asked if they could draw me. But some people shook my hand and congratulated me, though I see no reason why.
Winston: Well like it or not, these mice think of you as a hero.
Fievel: That's exactly what Tony told me. Well it's getting late.
Karina: I guess, we should be going.
Winston: oh alright, we're closing shop here anyways; thanks for coming down, and it was nice meeting you Mr. Mousekewitz.
Fievel: Pleasure is all mine.
Karina: Thanks for not killing us.
Mr. Winston: Oh, sorry about that.
Karina: It's okay.
Outside; Fievel and Karina were outside the gallery saying their goodnights to Mr. Winston before he shuts the door. They were now on in the gallery with the night still young, and they had no Idea what to do next. Fievel had an idea about asking her if she could go have a drink.
Karina: Well? Now what?
Fievel thinks first, then asks:
Fievel: I was wondering if you wanted to go for a drink.
Karina: Well it is getting late.
Fievel starts to act ballistic because he feels that he's being rejected.
Fievel: You're right, I guess I mean it is late how stupid of me to ask—
Fievel: I mean it is late yeah, so—
After she said "yes" Fievel completely halts.
Karina: Yes, I'll have a drink with you.
Fievel: Oh Okay.
Fievel's mood changes to relieved after she said yes to him. He now knows that there might be something happening between them.
A few minutes later they were about to enter a bar, but Fievel just remembered that he doesn't drink and is thinking that this wasn't a good idea, because sometimes bars are the center for horrendous activities. Karina tells him to calm down because she knows the mice that work there, and is a good friend to them, plus this bar is considered to be one of the more decent bar in this area of the City, so she says. As they entered through there was a party going on, which sort of makes sense to Fievel because it is a Friday. A female Mouse, cream colored fur, and blond hair, was singing on the stage wearing a Green dress and all the other mice cheering her on. Karina and Fievel went to sit at the bar and a light brown colored female mouse with dark hair wearing a yellow shirt and black tight skirt down to her above her knees approaches to take their order, but she recognizes her friend Karina.
Bartender: Hey Karina!!!
Karina: Hey Sally. How are you?
Sally: Great. Who's your friend?
Karina: Oh. This is Fievel. Fievel Mousekewitz.
Sally: Oh the one with the Mouse of Minsk. Which by the way, was a great Idea. And you are the sister of Tanya Mousekewitz, am I right?
Sally: Wow, I can't believe I am meeting Tanya Mousekewitz's brother; I am a huge admirer of her by the way.
They both shake hands. Fievel is of course, surprised by her serenity.
Fievel: Nice to meet you too.
Sally: Now what would you two be having?
Karina: One Beer.
Fievel: A Glass of tea.
Sally: Really? Tea?
Fievel: I don't drink.
Sally: Wow, no one had ever asked me for something else other than a beer, or something with alcohol.
Fievel: Not for me. I'm just-- you know.
Fievel: Not really, but yeah, something like that.
Sally: Well Karina, looks like you've got yourself a sensitive boy.
Karina: Yeah well, we're just here for drinks.
Back at the stage the female mouse was singing while some of the male mice were cheering her on. She was singing and moving her hips, and at the same time one of the patrons grabbed her dress and pulled it upward. Of course she didn't mind, she was having a good time with them.
At the bar, the three mice were still talking to each other, but the bartender had to go off and do her job, so now, just Fievel and Karina remain at the bar.
Fievel: So… do you come here often?
Karina: Sometimes, I come here whenever I want to get away from society, just a place to hang out. It's almost like my sanctuary.
Fievel: It's not like a bad place isn't it?
Karina: No it's not, thought there have been some fights here but nothing serious. There never actually has been a riot here, though sometimes these people tend to have too much fun.
Fievel: What do you mean?
Karina: You'll see.
Fievel: Wait? Tonight?
Fievel: Oh no.
Karina: Oh come on, learn to do something different.
Fievel, showed signs of anxiety due to how things might get a little too much fun that night. The mouse that was singing had finished her song and started another song. It was a slower pace song but she was still doing her dance. She is walking down the stage while still singing holding her two hands out and two mice helping her down, she shows off her dance moves by strutting around from table to table rubbing the men's shoulders and backs as they were sitting down, some of them standing up. She comes up to Fievel and Karina, as she was singing she rubs Karina's shoulders, then turns Fievel and sits on his lap and wrapped her arms around him, and of course, Fievel was very nervous about her coming to him like that, until Karina stepped in:
Karina: Hey Sarah, leave the kid alone, he's underage.
Sarah: (flirtatiously) Alright.
She walks off, singing and dancing as she does so. Fievel looks at Karina and she winks at him then laughs.
Fievel: Y—You know her?
Karina: Of course I do, she's a friend.
She continues to laugh hysterically at him.
Back at Tony's place, they were both on the bed when Bridget realizes that it's almost eleven o'clock and Fievel still hasn't returned yet, and begins to worry a bit.
Bridget: Um, Tony?
Bridget: don't you think Fievel's been gone a while?
Tony: He has, but I wouldn't worry, I mean he is a grown up, he can take care of himself.
Bridget: I guess you're right. But I wonder where he is.
Tony: Don't worry about it. He'll be alright, he always has been. Besides it's a Friday night, he can stay out as late as he wants to.
Bridget: Oh… Maybe you're right.
Tony: I know I'm right.
They both kiss, then Tony looks at his watch and sees that it is late, now he starts to get a little worried, but he realized that Fievel was not that little kid he was seventeen years ago, he is fully capable of taking care of himself.
Tony: Well, he must be eating somewhere.
Bridget: Yeah, he'll be fine.
They both shut their eyes.
Back at the bar, the party is going very crazy, the singer Sarah is dancing to a new style of music called Jazz, which originally started in New Orleans at the start of the 20th century. The Mice were going very crazy to the form of the music, listening and enjoying to the new style that was sure to take great pleasure in the future. Sarah was swinging her hips to the beat of the music, the other men cheering her on. At the bar, Fievel and Karina were just sitting there shouting to each other due to the volume of the music;
Karina: See? Told you it was gonna get wild.
Fievel: I've never heard such music before. What music is this?
Karina: It's Jazz.
Karina: Jazz. It's new around here in fact it was just introduced two weeks ago. It started in New Orleans then it spread to here. Originally it was started by the humans in that town but us mice adopted it and we spread it faster in our world then the Humans did.
Fievel: Wait a minute, are you saying that the Humans of New York still haven't heard this type of music before?
Karina: Yes. Isn't it amazing?
Fievel: Yeah… and loud, But it's pretty catchy.
They continue to look at the crowd dancing on the dance floor; everyone's attention is on Sarah in that Green Dress, because she was considered the main attraction of the bar at this time. Karina, now drunk, runs to the dance floor and begins dancing, moving her hips as well with her friend Sarah, who eventually steps down from the table to dance alongside her. Fievel is aroused by their dancing together on the floor strutting themselves on the dance floor for everyone, but Karina did it more for Fievel, in addition her intoxication made her apathetic to her actions. Fievel smiled as he watched her dance with her friend, and she smiles at him as she danced to jazz. He orders another glass of tea and Sally grants him, but she asks him;
Sally: Why aren't you dancing with her?
Fievel: I just don't feel like dancing.
Sally: come on, go dance with her.
Fievel: No, it's not really something I'm used to.
He turns around and sees Karina standing right behind her, she grabs him and pulls him onto the dance floor and starts dancing with him, Sarah also danced with him as well, and later Sally joined the three girls dancing with Fievel. The other men start to gladden Fievel for dancing with three girls at the same time. Fievel stands still because he doesn't know how to dance to jazz, but the girls seem to not mind him just standing there as they danced around him. He is very jitter for he has never really danced with girls before, he is afraid that he might make a fool of himself in front of everybody but most of all in front of the girls. At this time Karina grabbed his arms and put it on her hips as she rolls them, Sarah and Sally dancing the same way Karina was, Fievel is not only nervous but confused, he has never seen any woman dance like this before.
Two Hours later, Fievel and Karina were walking to her place. Fievel had to escort Karina to her home to keep her safe because she is drunk, and he knew that intoxicated women are very vulnerable, and are the most targeted victims on the street.
Karina: Thanks for escorting me to my home, but you really didn't need to…
Fievel: No no no, it's no problem, I knew you needed help.
Karina: Well, thanks again. I am a little drunk so… not that much but… yeah.
They both walk past Karina's place without realizing it.
Karina: Oh… (laughs) we passed it. It's right there.
She laughs hysterically as Fievel escorts her to the door, next she takes out her keys and opens the door, they both enter a decent looking home, not perfect but it was cozy.
Karina: You—you're really a good mouse Fievel.
Fievel: (gulp) Tha—thank you, you were really good.
Karina: You want to come in? For one more drink?
Fievel: Umm, O—okay.
He enters the house, she gets two glasses and a bottle of Tea from the kitchen, Fievel watches her with passion in his eyes, he's attracted to her, especially after watching her dance like she did in the Bar with her friends and with him. Although he is wondering about how she was dancing, as she is about to serve the drink Fievel begins to ask her about the dance she did:
Fievel: Umm, Karina?
Fievel: About that… Dance… that—
Karina: What Dance?
Fievel: You know that dance, when you were— you know—
Karina: Oh, when I was doing this.
She demonstrates the dance to him by rolling her hips around while looking back at him and it completely arouses him.
Fievel: Y—yeah Like that.
Karina: This type of dancing has been around for ages. Originally it came from the bellydancing style, when a woman would not only dance with her belly but with her hips as well.
Karina: Yeah. It's a Middle Eastern dance, It soon became famous over here, I started learning it when I was younger.
She walks over to him and gives him his glass. Fievel is becoming more turned on when she talks about how she used to belly dance.
Karina: Yeah, and it was fun, I loved it, I trained before I got brave and was able to do it in front of people. You know, it's very seductive.
Karina: Yeah. (laughs) you really are funny.
Karina: I know what you're thinking.
Fievel: You do.
Karina: Yes. You were very aroused by my dancing weren't you?
Karina: Don't deny it.
Fievel starts shaking with a very anxious feeling in being confronted by her.
He drinks a little bit from his glass and Karina coquettishly stairs at him with a smile but it only makes him more and more nervous. Until she makes a toast;
Karina: Well… Here's to a wonderful night.
They both tap their glass and drink.
Karina: I had a good time.
Fievel stands there in silence for about a few seconds.
Fievel: W—Well thank you, me too.
He starts to drink from the glass until:
Karina: Do you want me to dance for you?
Fievel chokes on his drink and starts gaging and coughing because right when she said that, it supposedly went down the wrong tube.
Karina: Did you want to see me dance?
She starts laughing at him.
Fievel: I guess so.
She begins laughing some more because she is drunk and she is dull about her behavior, but at some point when she was about to dance, she trips but Fievel caught her.
Fievel: you okay?
Fievel: Maybe some other time. It's late.
Karina: Okay yeah maybe.
Fievel: Okay, well I'm gonna go back home now.
Karina: Okay, you gonna be okay?
Fievel: Yeah, sure. I know how to take care of myself.
Karina: Okay good.
Fievel opens the door and starts to walk out but Karina gives him one more thing before he leaves, a kiss on the cheek.
Karina: Thank you for a wonderful night.
Fievel: You're Welcome.
Karina: Well… Goodnight.
Karina shuts the door, Fievel smiles because that is his first time actually being kissed by a girl other than his mom or his sister. He walks away love struck for the woman.
Around 20 minutes later, Fievel was walking back home still aroused by that kiss until he looks down another alley and sees a rat picking on another mouse, asking him for some money or else he'll beat him, Fievel Walks over to them;
Bully: I won't ask you again! Give me your money or get ready to hurt.
Victim: O—okay, Just let me get my wallet out.
Fievel: Don't you dare touch that Wallet.
The Bully looks at Fievel, however it doesn't scare him, Fievel just stood there with his knuckles tightly closed, ready to fight.
Bully: Who are you?
Fievel: That doesn't matter right now, what matters is; what are you doing?
Bully: This is none of your business. Now why don't you turn around and walk away? If not, I'll beat you too.
Fievel: I'm not leaving a site of crime. You are asking for his wallet and I cannot allow it.
He drops the victim and approaches Fievel. There is no fear in Fievel.
Bully: You asked for it, and now you're gonna get it.
The Rat swings his right hand towards him but Fievel Blocks it and punches him in the stomach 6 times and knocks him out with a punch to the face. Fievel is thanked by the Victim;
Victim: Thank you.
Fievel: No problem.
Victim: Just out of curiosity, are you that mouse—
Fievel: Nope, no I'm not.
Victim: Well, if you say so, how will I repay you for doing this?
Fievel: Just by—I don't know, by just living and having a great time.
Fievel: Yes, free of charge.
Fievel starts to walk away,
Victim: Hey, I'll remember your face, I owe you one.
Fievel nods at him then continues walking.
Victim: But I don't know your name, how am I supposed to tell my family you saved me?
Fievel: Just tell them some random stranger saved you, that's all.
He then continues walking.