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Let Me Steal Your Heart [BuzzingBee + Dagger]

Crow watched quietly as the knights discussed what to do with him amongst themselves. He didn’t know what to expect, since none of his options looked promising. Worst case, the knights would deem him useless and kill him to be done with the matter; best case, he would have to suffer through whatever sadistic interrogation Layth was able to come up with. Neither choice sounded very appealing to the thief. He let out his breath in a soft sigh, What have I gotten myself into this time?

As Penelope tried to intervene, he gazed at her with interest. He picked up instantly on what she was trying to do. If the barons let her take over his interrogation, it wouldn’t be hard for her to give him an opportunity to slip away. He bit the inside of his lip, trying to keep a neutral expression, so he wouldn’t give anything away as she worked to persuade the others that she was the better choice to interrogate him. Unfortunately, his hope was short lived. The scraggly baron shut her idea down quickly with the reminder of how she had lost him the last time he had been under her watch.

In the end, the decision was made for Layth to head the interrogation. Crow glanced at the knight, swallowing nervously. He didn’t know what Layth planned to do, but he did know that it wasn’t going to be very pleasant. I’ll be fine, he thought, taking a steeling breath. I just have to get through one day. That’s it. When night falls, I’ll make my escape. Feeling slightly more reassured, he walked hesitantly with the two knights as they directed him away from the tent.

“You won’t be disappointed,” Layth said to the barons with a confident smirk as he dragged the thief away. “I’ll report back as soon as I get the information we need.”

‘If’ you get it… Crow corrected silently. I have no intention of giving my companions away. With that stubborn thought on his mind, he held his head high as the knights lead him to wherever they planned to interrogate him. Just before they moved out of sight from the others, he casted one final glance back over his shoulder at Penelope and smiled. It was hard to tell outwardly if she was worried about him or not, but if she was the same Penelope he remembered, he knew she was probably hiding her true feelings about what was happening. He hoped his small gesture would ease her mind and reassure her that everything would work out.

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“I’ll ask again: Where are the other thieves?”

Crow spat blood on the ground, breathing heavily as he glared at the knights from the tree they had chained him to. Layth had recruited two other knights to help him “interrogate” the thief—by this point, he had learned that ‘interrogate’ really just meant ‘beat and occasionally interject with a question’—and they both stood in front of him now with various blunt and sharp weapons drawn, ready to come at him again if their lieutenant gave the command.

So far, they’d had no luck getting anything out of him. Despite the rather creative methods they had come up with to try to get him to tell them what they wanted, he remained unwavering in his commitment to keep his companions safe. He also refused to tell them that he had sold off their weapons out of concern that they would find any other details unnecessary and kill him. Since neither side was willing to back down, they stood at a standoff.

“If you just tell us where they are, all of this will be over,” Layth’s voice was laced with frustration as he stepped closer to his prisoner. It was obvious to Crow that the knight hadn’t expected him to be so resilient, and it was beginning to grate on his nerves. “Why won’t you just say it?” he went on irritably. “What do you have to gain from protecting them? You’re all just a bunch of selfish criminals. They can’t be that valuable to you.”

“Maybe,” Crow grinned at him obstinately. “I suppose I could tell you, but I don’t know… I think I’d rather have the satisfaction of making you look like an ass in front of your superiors.”

Layth curled his lip and swung a fist at him, and Crow inhaled sharply as a burst of pain exploded across his jaw. His legs trembled slightly as he fought to hold himself up. The interrogation had been going on from about midday into the evening, and despite his haughty words, he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. He hoped Layth would tire of fighting with him soon and give up for the day, so he could rest and start working on a plan to escape.

Unfortunately, he didn’t get his wish right away. Layth signaled to the other two knights to beat him again, and the process was repeated three more times before he finally called it quits just as the evening light was starting to fade.

“Stubborn fool,” the knight muttered as he looked down at the thief, who leaned heavily against the tree, barely able to hold himself up after the last few beatings. He turned to his comrades, “I’m sure it goes without saying, but just in case, make sure the rest of the battalion knows not to give the prisoner any food or water.” He glanced hatefully at the thief once more. “I’m going to break him tomorrow.”

“Good luck with that,” Crow panted, grimacing from the pain of his fresh wounds. He managed to give the knight one more mocking smirk as he went on, “Don’t worry. I’m sure your barons will understand that you weren’t competent enough to give them what they wanted today.”

“Why you…” Layth swung at him again, landing a punch to his stomach this time that made him gasp for breath. Satisfied that the thief couldn’t make any more snide remarks, he stepped back and turned to walk away with his comrades, leaving him behind.

As soon as they were out of sight, Crow sank to the ground and closed his eyes, finally able to rest. Every part of him ached, and he was fairly confident that the knights had broken at least one of his ribs. Each breath he took pained him on his left side. He shifted slightly against the chains that bound him to the tree. They were thick, very similar to the ones he had worn in prison two years ago, and he shuddered at their sickening familiarity. He was still sure he could find a way to escape, but it was going to be harder to do with the heavy metal restraints.

I’ll figure it out later, he thought wearily. Right now, I just need to rest. Between his exhaustion from the day, the lack of food and water, and the relentless beatings of the knights, it didn’t take long for him to drift off into a light sleep.

Let Me Steal Your Heart [BuzzingBee + Dagger]

That's awesome! I'm glad that worked out for you so well ^^
What did you do in band while you were on it? I was on color guard from 8th-12th grade

I'm very interested to see how this situation will turn out now xD
Crow really doesn't know when to stop running his mouth when he's mad at someone

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As the two knights dragged Crow to their camp, he slowly began to recover from the dizzy spell that had overcome him during his attempted escape. It grew easier for him to walk, and the sensation that he was going to pass out faded until he could think and move clearly again. Unfortunately, his recovery came too late. With Layth and the other knight restraining him so tightly, there wasn’t much he could do to get away. He still tried a few times—stepping on their feet to trip them, ramming Layth’s side with his shoulder, even pretending to collapse at one point—but had no success. The most his efforts earned him was a punch to the head that made his vision swim. After that, he gave up and went with them more compliantly, deciding it would be easier and less painful to figure out a way to escape later.

When they reached the camp, Crow felt his heartbeat pick up slightly. As a thief who had been on the run from knights all his life, it was unnerving to stand in front of a whole battalion of them, unarmed and unable to get away. Despite the nervousness that rose up inside of him, he squared his shoulders and met their condescending gazes with a cold glare of his own, unwilling to let them know how uncomfortable he was in their midst.

Layth and the other knight dragged him unceremoniously through the crowd that had gathered, and he tried to ignore the way the knights gawked at him like a hunted animal. They shouted and spat at him, calling him whatever clever names their tiny brains could think of. The thief shot them hostile looks, but otherwise remained silent. Severely outnumbered and already restrained, he didn’t want to provoke any of the knights to lash out at him when he couldn’t defend himself. So, he held his tongue until they reached a tent near the center of the camp.

Three knights in decorated uniforms stepped out, and Crow eyed them curiously. He recalled that Penelope had mentioned something about barons before, and he wondered if these nobles were the ones she had been speaking of. Before he had a chance to find out, his concentration broke as he saw Penelope step forward from the crowd to stand beside the woman among the three high-ranking knights. She met his gaze, and he stared back at her, giving a subtle shrug. He felt a bit embarrassed that she saw him like this, since he prided himself on his ability to avoid capture, but it technically hadn’t been his fault. It was that cursed illness. If he hadn’t nearly blacked out again, he would have had no problem losing the knights in the forest.

“Well, what do we have here, Layth?” the female baron spoke up, drawing the thief’s attention back to the matter at hand. He looked away from Penelope and watched her curiously, hoping to find out what they intended to do with him.

“This is one of the thieves who’ve been stealing our supplies,” Layth answered smugly, standing up a bit straighter. “We were going to kill him, but we decided it would be more productive to interrogate him and find out where they’ve hidden our missing supplies.”

You mean your friend here suggested it, and you’re just trying to take some credit, Crow rolled his eyes, but kept the comment to himself.

“Well done, Layth,” one of the other barons, a scraggly looking man with a thick bread, nodded appreciatively. “This is good news indeed.”

“Wait,” the female baron looked to her comrade skeptically. “How do we know they still have our supplies? They could have gotten rid of them long ago.”

Looks like one of them has some common sense, Crow eyed her concernedly. While he and the other thieves had held onto a few of the knights’ weapons and other war supplies for themselves, they had sold off most of it to the Younisians for money. Of course, he didn’t intend to tell them that, since their belief that he was hiding their weapons was the only thing keeping him alive.

“That’s true,” the third baron nodded in agreement. “But we do know that there are more thieves out there. At the very least, we could use this one to find the others.”

“These thieves have been stealing from us for far too long,” Layth growled, angrily tightening his grip on Crow’s arm. “This is the closest we’ve ever come to taking them all down. We can’t let this opportunity pass us by.” He turned towards the thief and narrowed his eyes. “I’m sure he’ll talk after enough persuasion. Criminals have no sense of loyalty.”

“You should know,” Crow returned the knight’s glare. “After all, what worse criminal is there than a man who takes the lives of innocent people?”

“Insolent cur,” Layth spat. “I’m going to make you beg for death.” He turned back to the barons with a stern gaze. “Let me lead the interrogation. I’ll make sure he spills everything before the end of the day.”

Let Me Steal Your Heart [BuzzingBee + Dagger]

Nice. I wish my school was about band xD
That was the only team thing I was really good at

I went with Crow because I figured it would be more interesting for Penelope lol

So much drama. I love it

Let Me Steal Your Heart [BuzzingBee + Dagger]

Once the thieves had left the ravine, they split up to cover more ground in search of their missing companion. Crow scoured the northern side of the camp, while Alistair took the west, and Simon took the east. He hoped that he was right that Rikki hadn’t made it too far before they went to look for her. His stomach churned anxiously as he looked through the trees around him for her. No luck yet. The longer he searched without finding her, the more he felt convinced that something had gone wrong.

He rested his right hand tensely on the hilt of his dagger as he continued to look for the thief. If anything happened to Rikki, he didn’t know what he would do. Even though he didn’t love her like he loved Penelope, he still cared for her more deeply than anyone else. She had been his most unwavering supporter when he had become the leader of their group, and she was his most trustworthy confidant in the few things he had chosen to share with her. He couldn’t imagine going on in the war without her by his side.

I shouldn’t have slept in, he gritted his teeth in frustration. If I had only gotten up earlier, I would have had time to warn her. With an increasing sense of urgency, he hastened his pace, hoping he wasn’t too late to find her.

After a while of searching, he was starting to consider heading back to camp to see if the others had had better luck. After all, he was only covering one part of the forest when Rikki could have traveled through any area near the ravine. He slowed to a stop and looked around one last time before he let out his breath in a sigh and turned to go back to the hideout.

However, he didn’t get far before a distant scream made him freeze in his tracks.

Rikki. Heart hammering, Crow spun around on his heel and raced towards the sound of her voice as fast as his legs would carry him. He didn’t slow down until he saw a group of people through the tree line. There were five of them in all. Four knights chased after a single woman who appeared to be running with a slight limp, and they were closing in fast.

“Raven!” Crow called out, using Rikki’s nickname since, like him, she preferred to keep her real name a secret kept only among people she trusted.

Rikki’s eyes were round with a mixture of panic and surprise as she saw him running towards her, and she sprinted a little faster in her eagerness to reach him. However, her leg wasn’t able to keep up with the sudden change in pace. Before she got to him, she let out a startled cry as her leg gave out and she dropped to the ground.

Crow muttered a curse under his breath and forced himself to run even faster as he strained to reach her before the knights who were now whooping like men on a hunt as they gained ground on the wounded thief. Managing to get to Rikki before the others, he drew his daggers and stood over her protectively, glaring at the knights with as much venom as he could muster. They slowed to a stop, laughing amongst themselves as if they found him amusing.

“Go back to the camp,” Crow said quietly, glancing down at his fallen companion. “I’ll handle them.”

“No,” she shook her head, stumbling hurriedly to her feet. “There are four of them, Crow. You can’t—”

“I said,” he interrupted, shooting her a stern look. “Get going. I’ll hold them off and meet you there.”

“But—”

“Go!” Crow snapped at her this time, and she flinched. After a moment’s hesitation, she gave a reluctant nod and turned to run into the woods, leaving him to deal with the knights by himself.

Now alone, the thief took a second to look over the enemies in front of him. Being so heavily outnumbered, he had no chance to win in a fight. If he wanted to escape with his life, he was going to need a different approach.

“Look at that,” the sound of a familiar voice made him stiffen, and he scanned their faces to see none other than Penelope’s brother, Layth standing in the center of the group. The knight smirked at him mockingly, “It only took three days of searching to draw you out. If only the barons had let me head the patrols earlier, then maybe we wouldn’t have had so much trouble.”

“You really think you’re something special, don’t you?” Crow sneered. “I hate to disappoint, but this is the closest you’re going to get to catching me.” Without wasting another second, he threw his daggers at two of the knights’ legs on either side of Layth. They cried out as the blades sank into their thighs, and in the next moment, the thief turned to sprint back into the woods.

“Get him!” Layth called out furiously from behind. “I want that criminal dead.”

The sound of footsteps followed, and Crow glanced back over his should to see that Layth and the only other able-bodied knight were giving chase. He smirked to himself, This will be easy. Knowing the forests of the outer villages better than the knights could ever hope to learn them, he didn’t doubt that he could slip away from them without a problem.

Instead of heading directly towards the thieves’ hideout, he turned to run westward to lead the knights away from their actual camp. He effortlessly weaved through the trees in an attempt to leave a confusing trail for Layth to follow as he put more distance between them. It didn’t take long for the knights to start falling behind. Burdened with armor and having no familiarity with their surroundings, they simply couldn’t keep up with an agile thief in the woods of his homeland.

It was just starting to look like Crow had won, when an unexpected wave of dizziness struck him out of nowhere. He stumbled, tripping on a hole in the ground as he struggled to keep up his pace. Damn it, he thought, squinting to stay focused in the midst of the darkness that threatened to overtake his vision. Not now!

Unfortunately, sheer willpower wasn’t enough to beat the illness inside of him. Before long, he began to grow too tired to keep up his speed, and he fell back. He peered over her shoulder once more to see that the knights were gaining ground again—or at least, it looked they were. It was hard to tell when everything was spinning.

Suddenly, he felt his breath leave him as a heavy arm shoved him against the nearest tree. Between his fatigue and the force of the blow, his leg buckled beneath him, and he dropped to the ground, panting as he tried to catch his breath and not lose consciousness.

“What was that about not catching you?” Layth chuckled and stepped forward, drawing his sword. “I’m going to bring your head to the barons.”

Crow looked up at him, heart racing as he tried to make his tired mind focus to come up with a way out of the situation. There had to be a way out. He clenched his hands into fists at his sides, only to find that his body was moving sluggishly from the fatigue. He couldn’t keep running or he would just pass out like last time. Heart sinking, he realized he was trapped. There was no way to escape. He closed his eyes, Sorry, Rikki. I don’t think I’m going to make it back after all…

“Wait.”

Crow blinked in surprise and turned to look at the other knight, who had just spoken up. The man eyed Layth, whose sword was cocked back to swing, before he went on, “These thieves have been stealing from our battalion for a while, right? Maybe we could use this one to our advantage.”

“What do you mean?” Layth frowned but didn’t lower his blade.

“What if they still have some of the supplies they stole from us?” the knight went on, excitement growing in his voice as he pieced a plan together. “If we get this thief to tell us where those supplies are, we can get back what was taken from us.”

Layth paused, seeming to think it over, “The barons would be pleased… Fine. We’ll take him back to camp,” he turned to Crow with a cruel smirk. “Don’t think you’re getting off easy. By the time I’m finished with you, you’ll wish I had killed you here instead.”

“Lovely,” Crow muttered, still obstinate despite the dizziness that continued to threaten to make him lose consciousness. “I can’t wait.”

Layth just snorted in response and turned back to his comrade, “Help me with the thief. I don’t want to give him any opportunities to escape.”

I couldn’t escape if I tried, Crow thought dryly as the two knights moved to restrain him by either arm. They hauled him to his feet began to guide him forcefully towards their camp.

Let Me Steal Your Heart [BuzzingBee + Dagger]

Glad I could help with my musical nerdiness xD
I went to a high school where the musical casts were as popular as the football/cheer teams, so I pretty much grew up with them
I got to play in Anything Goes, Ragtime, How to Succeed, and Kiss Me Kate ^^
I wasn't talented enough to get a named role, but it was still super fun being an extra~
We actually had a mandatory musical history class that everyone took sophomore year too lol

Anyway, I figured we had a good setup for my other idea with the thieves clashing with the knights, so I ran with it ^^
I'm not really sure if I'm leaning more towards Crow getting caught or one of the others. Do you have a preference?

Let Me Steal Your Heart [BuzzingBee + Dagger]

Crow nodded as Penelope said they should meet again in four days, “Alright. I’ll see you then.” He followed her out of the tavern and headed south towards the ravine, walking briskly in spite of his weariness at the prospect of sleep. After such a long day, he expected that he would have no trouble at all falling asleep, even with his injuries. Now that he and Penelope were on decent terms again too, there would be nothing weighing on his mind that would keep him up. He intended to get plenty of much needed rest that night.

Fortunately, his trip back was short and uneventful. He climbed down into the camp to see that Rikki had gone to bed sometime during his meeting with Penelope. He yawned and hung up his cloak. It was no matter. He planned to tell everyone about the extra patrols in the morning anyway, so he had no reason to talk to her now. Besides that, he was too exhausted to stay up any longer. Even if she had still been up, he probably wouldn’t have stayed out to converse with her anyway.

Finally finished with everything he had needed to do that night, he headed into the shelter to get some sleep.

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The next morning, Crow awoke late again. He sat up tiredly on his bed mat and looked around to see that the other three had already gotten up. Curious to find out what time it was, he climbed to his feet and headed out into the camp, where Alistair and Simon were sparring with short swords. They were too busy to take notice of him, so he went to dig through their food supplies in search of something to eat for a late breakfast. Selecting a couple of oranges, he ambled over to the log and sat down to eat as he slowly woke up.

However, as he examined the camp, he noticed that Rikki didn’t seem to be around. He frowned, wondering if she had gone to refill some of their water. After all, her leg was still wounded so she couldn’t have gone far. She had said she planned to stay in the hideout until she recovered. It’s probably nothing, he thought, shrugging off his momentary concern and popping a wedge of orange into his mouth. I’m just on edge because we just got back from a battle.

Once Simon and Alistair had finished sparring, they sheathed their swords and came over to join Crow to find out how his meeting had gone. Like Rikki, they were just as protective of the villagers and were eager to get an update on the latest information about the knights’ activities.

“From what Penelope knows, there won’t be another battle for a while,” Crow explained. “So unless the Younisians attack, we should be in the clear for a few weeks at least.”

“Thank the gods,” Alistair gave an exaggerated sigh.

“Hm,” Simon merely grunted. He was reluctant, but he seemed to be accepting Penelope’s help a bit more now, which was relieving to Crow.

“There’s just one other thing you all need to know, but I’d prefer to wait until everyone is here,” Crow went on, glancing between the other two thieves. “Do either of you know when Rikki will be back?”

“Could be a while,” Alistair shrugged. “She was getting kind of stir crazy after being cooped up at camp for so long, so she said she was going for a walk.”

“What?” Crow paled. “She’s out by herself?”

“Yeah,” Alistair knitted his brow, confused by his leader’s reaction. “Is that bad?”

“I don’t know… maybe,” he anxiously raked his fingers through his hair. “Penelope said the knights were going to start sending out more patrols to hunt us down. I don’t think they know where we are, but it’s dangerous for any one of us to be out alone right now.” He looked up to meet Alistair’s gaze. “How long has she been gone?”

“I-I’m not sure,” the thief stammered. “Not too long, I think.” He turned to Simon for help.

“She left shortly after we started sparring,” Simon answered more clearly.

“Good,” Crow said. “She couldn’t have gotten far then.” He stood up, meeting their gazes determinedly. “We need to find her and bring her back before she gets spotted by a patrol.”

Alistair and Simon nodded, and the three thieves hurried to gather their weapons in preparation to search for Rikki.

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I haven't seen any of those xD
Oh man. If you like musicals, I'll give you a list of my favorites~
I mostly watch ones from 1920-1960, but they're super good

- Kiss Me Kate: Comedic adaptation of Shakespeare's "The Taming of the Shrew"
- Anything Goes: Romantic Comedy on a cruise ship (thin plot, but the music and dancing is amazing)
- Les Miserables: Story of the French Revolution. The 2012 movie version is also great
- How to Suceed in Business Without Really Trying: Musical comedy about a guy who BS's a job he doesn't know how to do
- Thoroughly Modern Millie: Story of a country girl trying to make it in the city. Definitely watch the version with Sutton Foster
- The Producers: Watch. The. Movie. For. Sure! It's about two Broadway producers who make a crap-tastic musical about Hitler
- Phantom of the Opera: Even if you saw the movie, the Broadway version is incredible. I saw it in person and it blew my mind ^^
- West Side Story: Just a classic
- Fiddler on the Roof: Also a classic
- Ragtime: About racism in America. Be prepared for feels if you watch this one. Definitely one of my personal favorites though
- The Book of Mormon: Hilarious musical about Mormons. We used to watch it in class at my high school because my teachers loved it lmao

I have more, but I'm gonna stop there xD
I'd say if you had to pick three, go with The Producers, Les Miserables, and The Book of Mormon. Those are all great

Sorry, I got way too excited about this ^^;

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Crow looked up again when he felt Penelope put her hand on his shoulder. Even though he had tried to act like he didn’t care if his words had meant anything to her, he felt relieved when she said they mattered. It was good to know that she understood his situation to some degree at least. Things were probably going to be complicated between them on the battlefield because of their differing goals, but he was glad that she had been willing to listen to his perspective. He wanted her to know that he wasn’t just a killer now; he was just doing what he could to protect the people he cared about.

Now that the tension between them had died down, Crow was able to relax again. However, there was also nothing stopping him from noticing just how close Penelope was to him at that moment. His heart beat a little quicker as he held her gaze. Even though it was dark, he couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she still was. He liked the way her brunette hair framed her soft face and her eyes were full of compassion. Even the scar across her cheek wasn’t deterring, because to him it was just another symbol of how strong she was. As he held her in his gaze, he was reminded of all the things he loved about her.

So, when she stepped back, it felt like a trance had been broken. He blinked and looked away, remembering that she wasn’t his anymore. It was apparent to him that despite his efforts to move on, his feelings for her ran too deeply to fade after just a few weeks. It would be a while before he would be able to truly let her go. Until then, he needed to be more careful about keeping his emotions in check. After all, she had made it clear that she intended to marry Gavin. The future she had wanted with him two years ago was long gone, so he had no right to try and bring it back when she was happy with someone else, someone much better suited for her than a common thief.

As she said they should make their meeting quick, he nodded and followed her inside, missing the slight discomfort in her voice while he was caught up in his own thoughts. He sat down across from her at a table and listened attentively as she wasted no time in launching into her report. It was relieving to know that the knights didn’t intend to start another battle with the Younisians for a while. He and the other thieves needed a break after the last two fights that had only been two weeks apart. He was sure they would be excited to hear the news that they wouldn’t have to face another one for a while.

However, her following warning about Layth made him frown. He had expected the knight to hold a grudge, but it was concerning to know that he was actively seeking him out now. He just hoped Layth would search the northern parts of the outer villages since that was where they had run into each other. The thieves’ camp was to the south of the knights’, so as long as Penelope’s brother didn’t send out patrols to cover the entire forest around the villages, they would be safe. Regardless, he made a mental note to warn the others to keep watch for patrols whenever they went out for the next few weeks.

“Thanks for the heads up,” Crow nodded appreciatively. “I’ll be sure to look out for them.” He drummed his fingers on the table, trying to think of anything else they needed to discuss, but he couldn’t come up with anything. It would probably be best for them to just go back to their respective camps. After all, she had been right when she said it was late. He was exhausted from the long day and felt ready to try to get some sleep again.

Getting up from the table, Crow offered Penelope a tired smile, “I should go. We just got back to our camp today, and I need to rest.” Drawing the hood of his cloak, he dipped his head in a curt goodbye before meeting her gaze once more, “What day should we meet again?”

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Cole Porter wrote comedic musicals for Broadway in the 1930's ^^
Musical comedies were popular back then because after the great depression, people needed happy entertainment to distract them from the country's economy. Lots of funny shows were written at that time
Some of Porter's famous ones are Kiss Me Kate and Anything Goes

Same!

I just got home, so I'll get started on my reply after I have some food

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EDIT: Wow had some writer's block for that post for some reason. That took way too long xD