Kurt woke up to the sound of birds chirping and his father tinkering in their cellar. That was probably the best thing about living in this small French town. After the death of his beloved mother his father packed up their small studio apartment in Paris and moved them out into the country.

He got out of the bed and started on his usual daily routine; he washed his face and pulled on a simply out fit. He had long given up hope that any of the tiny shops in town would carry the latest fashions from Paris that he so longed for. Once he was dressed he grabbed a book he needed to return to the small bookstore and a basket for some fresh foods at the market.

“Bye dad, I’m off to town! Need anything?”

Kurt heard a small thud and his father cursed, he stood at the top of the stairs and waited for his reply. “No, no I’m good. Don’t be gone long, remember that I’m leaving for the fair today.”

“I remember dad. Bye, love you!”

“Love you too”

Kurt walked out the front door then down the steps onto the dirt path that would lead him into the small provincial town singing to him self.

“Little town it's a quiet village.

Everyday like the one before.

Little town full of little people, waking up to say.

(Man #1)

Bonjour!

(Man #2)

Bonjour!

(Woman #1)

Bonjour!

(Man #3)

Bonjour!

(Man #4)

Bonjour!

There goes the baker with his tray like always.

The same old bread and rolls to sell.

Every morning just the same since the morning that we came,

To this poor provincial town.

(Baker)

Good Morning Kurt!

(Kurt)

“G'morning Monsieur!”

(Baker)

Where you off to?

(Kurt)

“The book shop...

I just finished the most wonderful story,

About a beanstalk and an ogre and an...”

(Baker) cuts him off

That's nice. Marie! The baguettes! Hurry up!

(Group of Women)

Look there he goes that boy is strange no question.

Dazed and distracted, can't you tell?

(Woman #1)

Never part of any crowd.

(Man #3)

Cuz his heads up on some cloud.

(Villagers)

No denying he's a funny boy that Kurt.

Kurt, oblivious to all of the gossip walks towards the bookshop

(Man #1)

Bonjour!

(Woman #1)

Good day!

(Man #1)

How is your family?

(Woman #1)

Bonjour!

(Man #4)

Good day!

(Woman #1)

How is your wife?

(Woman #2)

I need six eggs!

(Man #2)

That's too expensive.

(Kurt) walks into the bookshop

“There must be more than this provincial life.”

(Book Shop Clerk)

Ah! Kurt!

(Kurt)

“Good Morning! I've come to return the book I've borrowed!”

(Book Shop Clerk)

Finished already?

(Kurt)

“Oh I couldn't put it down. Got anything new?”

(Book Shop Clerk) laughs

Not since yesterday!

(Kurt) Climbs the ladder looking for a new book, or an old favorite before settling on his favorite standby.

“That's alright. I'll borrow...this one!”

(Book Shop Clerk)

That one?! But you've read it twice!

(Kurt)

“Well it's my favorite! Far off places, daring swordfights, magic spells, a prince in disguise!”

(Book Shop Clerk)

Well if you like it all that much, it's yours.

(Kurt) taken aback.

“But sir!”

(Book Shop Clerk)

I insist.

(Belle)

“Well thank you! Thank you very much!”

(Group Of Men)

Look there he goes that boy is so peculiar. I wonder if he's feeling well.

(Group Of Women)

With a dreamy far off look.

(Group Of Men)

And his nose stuck in a book.

(Villagers)

What a puzzle to the rest of us, is Kurt.

(Kurt) Kurt sits on the fountain talking to whoever may listen.

“Oh! Isn't this amazing? It's my favorite because you'll see. Here's where she meets Prince Charming. But she won't discover

that it's him till chapter three.”

 (Man #1)

But behind that fair facade, I'm afraid he's rather odd.

Very different from the rest of us.

(Villagers)

He's nothing like the rest of us. Yes different from the rest of us is Kurt.

(Lafue)

Wow! You didn't miss a shot Karofsky! You're the greatest hunter in the whole world.

(Karofsky)

I know.

(Lafue)

No beast alive stands a chance against you. And no guy for that matter.

(Karofsky)

It's true Lafue. And I've got my sights set on that one.

(Lafue)

The inventors son?!

(Karofsky)

He's the one! The lucky guy I'm going to marry!

(Lafue)

But he’s...

(Karofsky)

The most handsome boy in town. That makes him the best! And don't I deserve the best!?

(Lafue)

Well of course, I mean you do, I mean...

(Karofsky)

Right from the moment when I met him, saw him, I said he's gorgeous and I fell...Here in town, there is only he, who is as

beautiful

as me. So I'm making plans to woo and marry Kurt.

(Karofsky Groupies)

Look there he goes, isn't he dreamy? Monsieur Karofsky, oh he's so cute!

Be still my heart, I'm hardly breathing. He's such a tall, dark, strong and handsome brute.

(Woman #1)

Bonjour!

(Gaston)

Pardon

(Kurt) walking through the crowd reading his book.

“Good day”

(Woman #2)

Mais oui!

(Woman #3)

You call this bacon?

(Woman #4)

What lovely grapes!

(Man #1)

Some cheese

(Woman #5)

Ten yards!

(Man #1)

one pound

(Karofsky)

'scuse me!

(Cheese Merchant)

I'll get the knife

(Karofsky)

Please let me through!

(Woman #6)

This bread -

(Woman #7)

Those fish -

(Woman #6)

it's stale!

(Woman #7)

they smell!

(Men)

Madame's mistaken.

(Women)

Well, maybe so

(Townsfolk)

Good morning! Oh, good morning!

(Kurt)

“There must be more than this provincial life!”

(Karofsky)

Just watch,

I'm going to make Kurt my life!

(Townsfolk)

Look there he goes

The boy is strange but special

A most peculiar monsieur!

(Women)

It's a pity and a sin

(Men)

He doesn't quite fit in

(Townsfolk)

'Cause he really is a funny boy

A beauty but a funny boy

He really is a funny boy

That Kurt!

Kurt whips around thinking he heard his name but sees everybody in town going about their own business. As he turns back around to start walking home he nearly runs into Karofsky.

“Bonjour Hummel.”

Kurt still while still reading answers “Bonjour Karofsky.” Karofsky sneers and grabs the book from Kurt’s hands attempting to read it.

“Karofsky may I have my book back please?”

“How can you read this? There aren’t any pictures.”

“Well, some people use their imaginations.” He meant for the comment to bite, if it did Karofsky didn’t notice. Karofsky tossed the book over his shoulder just barely missing a muddy puddle.

“Kurt, it’s time you got your head out of those books, and paid attention to more important things. Like me. (Kurt rolls his eyes in disdain) Besides the whole town in talking. Why don’t we take a stroll down to the tavern and take at look at my hunting trophy’s?”

“Maybe some other time, I promised to help my father with his inventions.”

Lafue, Karofsky’s small and dorky sidekick walks up hearing the last part of Kurt’s sentence. “That crazy old loon?! He needs all the help he can get!” Karofsky gets a chuckle before Kurt cuts them off.

“Don’t you dare talk about him that way! He is not crazy!”

Realizing that his man is upset Karofsky tells Lafue off. “Yea! Don’t talk about her father that way!” Off in the distance and explosion is heard. Kurt turns around and runs for his house, which now has black smoke and steam pouring out.

As Kurt runs home he can hear some of the towns people laughing behind him.