The Little Sugar Rush Racer (Candlehead Style) part 14 - Dinner in the Castle ("Les Poissons")

Meanwhile, at the dining room, Swizzle was standing near the window, looking out into the distance. While Felix was seated at the large table, waiting patiently for Candlehead to arrive as he tried desperately to reason with the young prince.

Felix: "Oh, Swizzle, be reasonable."

He is clearly amused as he waves his pipe in the air.

Felix: "Nice young ladies just don't - swim around rescuing people in the middle of the ocean and then - flutter off into oblivion, like some -"

Swizzle: "I'm tellin' you, Felix, she was REAL! I'm gonna find that girl - and I'm gonna marry her."

Swizzle put a hand under his chin, gazing out the glass windows. Swizzle furrowed his brows and turned round when he heard laughter from behind him.

Mary: "Ha Ha. Come on honey. Don't be shy."

Mary stood by the door frame, guiding someone into the dining room. Out of the shadows came Candlehead, dressed in a brown, green and pink dress with pink shoes and cupcake-shaped earrings. She wore pink eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, blush, and lip gloss. This was a new look for Candlehead and it showed that she was being treated well by the servants.

Swizzle's greyish-purple eyes widened as Felix walked up behind the prince.

Felix: "Oh, Swizzle, isn't she a vision?"

the grin he has was never slipping off his face

Swizzle's mouth hung open, he closed his mouth and swallowed.

Swizzle: "You look - wonderful."

Candlehead unable to say 'thank you', replied with a gentle blush, she shrugged her shoulders, appreciating the nice comment, a smile on her face as her green eyes looked up from behind her fringe. Swizzle blushed a light pink as Felix helped Candlehead to her seat, quite enthusiastic, but not before giving the young prince a light nudge. Swizzle pursed his lips, but grinned nonetheless.

Felix: "Come come come, you must be famished. Let me help you my dear. There we go - ah - quite comfy?"

he helped the princess to her seat. Swizzle tucked the chair under the table as the girl sat down.

Felix: "Uh. It's - It's not ofen that we have such a lovely dinner guest, eh Swizzle?"

Candlehead wasn't playing attention anymore. She was too intrigued by the glistening silver 'dinglehopper' resting on the table. With a wide smile, she picked up the shiny object and began brushing her hair with it. She looked up to face a confused Swizzle and a horrified Felix. Candlehead delicately placed the 'dinglehopper' back on the table and looked down in embarrassment. She bit her lip and looked up as she saw Felix using a lighter to ignite the coppery thing that Candlehead understood as a 'snarfblatt'.

Felix smiled kindly at her, and handed her his pipe,

Felix: "Uh, do you like it? It is rather - fine . . ."

Felix stop mid-sentence when the young green-head in front of him blew into the pipe as if it was a trumpet, sending a cloud of smoke spurting out the top and straight into his face.

Swizzle cracked up with laughter, while Mary gave a small giggle,

Mary: "Oh, my!"

Swizzle cleared his throat, trying to regain composure,

Swizzle: "Ahem, so sorry Felix."

Mary: "Why, Swizzle,"

Mary smiled, placing a hand on the young man's shoulder.

Mary: "that's the first time I've seen you smile in weeks."

Candlehead looked up from the table and smiled, while Felix uses a handkerchief to wiped the last bit of smoke of his face and sniffed,

Felix: "Oh, very amusing. Mary, my dear, what's for dinner?"

Mary grinned,

Mary: "Oooh, you're gonna love it. Chef's been fixing his specialty, deep-fried canary."