Thread:TheEyeOfAllEyes/@comment-31595317-20170726033458/@comment-5455120-20170807061735

Linka: "Okay, talent portion. Whatcha got?"

[Leif plays a ditty with his armpit.]

Linka: "Impressive, but I'm gonna pass." [pulls out something from her supplies.] "How about a baton dance? It shows elegance and poise."

Leif: [reluctant] "Excuse me while I go barf."

Linka: "Leif, I'm busting my hump trying to turn you into a pageant king, and all I'm getting is lip. Do you want those Dairyland tickets or not?"

Leif: "Okay, okay, you're right!"

Linka: "As Gilda Lily says, He who gives 'tude-"

Leif: [slaps the book out of her hand.] "I ALREADY AGREED!"

[A training montage commences. Linka performs a perfect baton dance, but Leif gets hit with his baton. she teaches him how to curtsy, and he lifts his suit up too high. She shows him how to walk elegantly, and he gets the hang of it but trips and regains his composure. He masters curtsying, the three W's, and the baton dance. Linka is so moved at his improvement and the toys all give him a perfect score.]

Linka: "Whoo-hoo! Leif, look at you! You've done it! You're fit and perfect."

Leif: "I never thought I'd say it, but this feels pretty good. I don't even mind the sparkly towel."

Linka and Leif: "DAIRYLAND, HERE WE COME!!!"