Suddenly the doors to the auditorium fly open with a loud bang, and a gorgeous blonde wearing a short pink and white dress enters the scene. She calls out a greeting to the lone figure, and then runs up the center aisle, excitedly waving a piece of paper. Her radiant beauty, dazzling smile and spectacular figure cause quite a stir among the male members of the show's production crew and puts a loving grin on the somber face of the gentleman in blue.

Romelle: (Hopping up on the stage next to her beloved.) "Here it is, darling!"

Sven: (taking the paper from her and looking it over briefly) "Yumpin' yiminy, Roma, I yust can't believe the Kitties talked you into talking me into doing one of their crazy lists!"

Romelle: (blinking innocently) "As I recall, my talking you into it had nothing to do with it."

Sven: (starting to smile) "Ya, that's true. Sometimes actions do speak louder dan vords."

(Sven leans toward his beloved Princess, his clear blue gaze filled with intent. Slowly he dips his head, and hers tilts up, as their lips part in anticipation of a kiss. The moment seems timeless, as Sven's mouth hovers only a hair's breadth away from Romelle's. The spell is broken, however, by the repetitive clinking of a fork on a glass. Sven and Romelle jump apart and glare over their shoulders at the three Hunkateers now standing right behind them, KittyCaro and KittyShannon look embarrassed, even while an oblivious KittyLynne continues to happily clink away.)

KittyShannon: (hissing) "Lynne, knock it off!" (gently elbows KL)

KittyLynne: (in clueless tones) "What? What's wrong? Aren't they kissing yet?" (She slows and then stops her clinking as she finally notices the glares directed at her.) "Whoops, sorry! Heh, heh, I guess I ruined a rare S & R moment!" (She sheepishly hides the glass and fork behind her back.)

KittyShannon: (looking amused) "You most certainly did! Just what were you trying to do anyway, KL?"

KittyCaro: (looking puzzled) "Yes, chica, I was just wondering the same thing!"

KittyLynne: (a mite defensively) "Well, weddings are the theme this month, right?" (The other Kitties nod) "Well, I was just practicing the quaint custom of clinking a glass to make the bride and groom kiss. WildBlade suggested it after we-" (KL stops and turns as red as a peony)

KittyShannon: (smiling wickedly) "WildBlade? As in, 'Let's play hockey and knock some people on their overly padded butts' WildBlade? "

KittyLynne: (trying not to smile) "Uh-huh."

KittyCaro: (innocently) "So what happened to Keith?"

KittyLynne: (looking secretive) "Um...nothing...he's still my secret honey..." (starts to fidget)

KittyShannon: (arching a brow and smiling mischievously) "Hm. And just what do you mean by-"

Sven: (breaking in with a charming smile) "Excuse me ladies, but are you sure you vant us to rehearse this list now? Ve can come back later, it vould be no trouble."

The Kitties look at each other in chagrin, and then break into profuse apologies.

KittyLynne: (looking remorseful) "Oh dear...Sven, we're so sorry for our rudeness in ignoring you and the Princess!"

KittyCaro: (looking distraught) "Terribly, terribly sorry."

KittyShannon: (looking very contrite) "Please, oh please...forgive us!"

Sven: (wryly) "Dat's okay, ve are used to being ignored." (Romelle nods sadly.)

The disconsolate Kitties murmur amongst themselves. Their ears and tails are now drooping, adding to the general atmosphere of dismay.

Romelle: (smiling kindly at the Kitties) "Do not worry, dear ladies, we know the three of you appreciate and believe in us as a romantic couple, otherwise you would not have invited us here."

The Kitties brighten at once at hearing her gracious words.

KittyCaro: (nodding emphatically) "We most certainly do think you're a wonderful couple!"

KittyShannon: (smiling brightly) "Most definitely!"

KittyLynne: (waving hands enthusiastically) "Jeg tror at De er det per fekte romantiske paret."*

Sven: (grinning) "Mane takk, KittyLynne. Now, let's get down to business, ya? I vill read this list to you ladies, und you can tell me if I need to vork on my delivery." (Holding the list out in front of him, Sven begins to read loudly, gesturing grandly with his free hand while projecting to the empty room in his distinctive vocal style.)

Top Ten Vays To Make A Norwegian Space Explorer Fall In Love Vit You!

Number Ten! Compliment him on his very charming brogue.

Number Nine! Show him you can eat lutefisk without holding your nose. (Or just eat lutefisk- period. Either vay he'll be impressed!)

Number Eight! Compliment him on his delightful collection of 'Good Luck Trolls', even if you tink dey look more hideous dan King Zarkon.

Number Seven! Get trown into a pit full of skulls so he can rescue you. Den look deeply into his eyes as you tank him for saving you.

Number Six! Force him to navigate for you when you pilot the getaway ship, so he can regain his confidence and redeem himself to the vorld. Den look deeply into his eyes as you tank him for saving you.

Number Five! Go back to Planet Doom to free da slaves. Run into the sights of a sniper so he has to tackle you to da ground to prevent you from getting hurt. As he's lying on top of you, look deeply into his eyes ...okay, okay, you should know da drill by now! Yeesh!

Number Four! Make a point of learning the difference between 'Uff Da' und 'Fee Da'!

Number Three! Show him you're not afraid to get 'down and dirty' vit da boys! (Learning to throw a grenade is a good place to start.)

Number Two! Instead of arguing, give him a special knife vhen he's tells you he's about to go up against Lotor. Tell him your heart is vit him.

Sven stops to clear his throat, as he sends a loving glance at Romelle. The Kitties sigh and exchange happy glances. After taking a moment to compose himself, Sven continues.

And finally...the Number One Vay To Make A Norwegian Space Explorer Fall In Love Vit You is...

Laugh at his jokes, no matter how annoying dey are. I repeat- laugh at his jokes no matter HOW annoying dey are!

The Kitties start to giggle hysterically, as does Romelle.

Sven: (looking askance at his Princess) "Someting tells me those sly Kitty-Cats had a little 'hjelpe'* writing this."

Romelle: (grinning) "Despite appearances, you're not the only one on Planet Pollux with a sense of humor, you know."

Sven: (now smiling wickedly) "I know. And you should have put it on your list, because I find it an incredible turn-on." (Sven suddenly grabs Romelle, pulls her into his body and gives her a stirring, passionate kiss. The Kitties gasp with titillated delight.)

Romelle: (coming up for air and purring happily) "Oh my..."

Sven: (in husky tones) "Vould you like me to do my special dance for you?"

Romelle: (smiling sexily) "Uh-huh..." (They go into a fervent clinch. Cat-calls and whistles fill the air, but Sven and Romelle ignore them.)

KittyLynne smiles as an idea pops into her head. She walks over the embracing couple and dangles a key next to Sven's face.

KittyLynne: "Okay, you newlyweds- here are the keys to my dressing room! Make sure you return them when you're through, and keeping mind that taping starts in two hours."

Without breaking the kiss , Sven reaches for and palms the keys.

KittyShannon and KittyCaro: (in unison) "But KL, where are you going to get dressed?"

KittyLynne: (looking sly) "Why, in the locker room of course! Hm, that reminds me, I better go now and get my costume before I get locked out!" (KL then exchanges 'air kisses' with the other Kitties and with a flick of her tail, all but dances away.)

KittyCaro: (looking bewildered) "HRH has a locker room?"

KittyShannon: (grinning and shaking her head) "We do now."

To be continued....~_^

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