The Brothers Hook, Part 3/4

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     Later that evening, after the wedding ceremony, the guests gather for the reception. Hook Hand is on stage with his piano, preparing for his performance.

     "He looks even more nervous than he did before," Varian observes, standing next to Lance and Cassandra at the food table. He also notices that Hook Foot is currently hiding behind a shrub, seeming more eager than he should be.

     King Trevor prances out in front of the guests. "And now, I shall favor the couple with my dance!" He announces, striking a pose. "Maestro Hook Hand?"

     Hesitating, Hook Hand glances out at the audience. Cassandra is getting a slice of cake, Lance is munching happily on a cupcake, and Varian is just waiting expectantly. But it is Rapunzel's glare that seems to actually be bothering Hook Hand.

 But it is Rapunzel's glare that seems to actually be bothering Hook Hand

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     "Enough dawdling, fool. Play!" Trevor shouts.

     Hook Hand stands up from the piano and clears his throat. "Ladies and gentlemen... and seals. I got somethin' to say."

     Curious, Hook Foot steps out from behind the shrub as Rapunzel continues to glare at Hook Hand.

     "Playing the piano for people like you was always my dream," Hook Hand continues. "And I'm living my dream because people that could've laughed at me, didn't." He glances at Rapunzel as he says this. "But the truth is, I haven't always been as supportive of other people's dreams as I should have." He makes eye contact with his brother, who's expression transforms to guilt.

     "Wow, what got into him?" Varian wonders aloud.

     "I may have had a word or two with him before the wedding," Rapunzel replies with a smirk.

     "Enough of this sentimental hogwash," King Trevor says. "It is time for my dance!"

     The crowd cheers, waiting for Hook Hand to begin.

     Lance sniffs the air. "Uh, does anyone else smell fish?"

     "Always thinking with your stomach," Cassandra says with an eye roll.

     But Hook Foot gasps as Hook Hand sits back down at the piano. Varian notices a fish tail sticking out of the mouth of the piano, and he realizes what is going on.

     I guess Foot did decide to go with revenge, Varian thinks.

     "No!" Hook Foot shouts, knocking over tables as he rushes toward the stage. But before he can stop him, Hook Hand places his hand and hook on the keys. He attempts to play a chord, but fish that were meant to feed the seals fly up from inside the piano and a horribly off-key note rings out. Everyone gasps, and Varian even covers his ears.

     King Trevor stomps over to Hook Hand furiously. "You are a failure! And as of this moment, I am revoking my support of your music!" With a snap of his fingers he adds, "Guards! Remove this leather-clad, silly mustached gremlin from my sight."

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