Thank God for Public Domain [2/2]
anonymous
July 18 2010, 23:30:33 UTC
“Alfred, you git!”
Alfred looked over at him, mouth filled with hotdog. “Wha?”
“First you steal my national anthem, and then you take one of my drinking songs and turn it into your national anthem!”
“I did no such thing!” Alfred declared with his mouth still full, before swallowing. “And plus, doesn’t the Star Spangled-Banner like, have way too many high notes in it to sing while drunk?”
“Well, you certainly dressed the song up a bit, but it’s still the same tune!”
“You’re senile old man.”
Arthur gritted his teeth, starting to get annoyed. “I am not, you wanker. You’re deliberately stealing my songs.”
“I’m not deliberately stealing them!”
“Oh, just accidently, then?”
“…No!”
“Oh, come off it, Alfred! Why don’t you just admit that you took the songs and save us both an argument!”
At this Alfred remained curiously quiet, and he looked back out over the field. His answer was unusually quiet as well.
“It’s not like it was my idea. When my people came up with ‘My Country ‘Tis of Thee,’ it was shortly after the war. We didn’t have a national anthem and most people could only remember yours, so I guess it seemed kind of natural to take it.” He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked up sheepishly at the other.
“And it was sort of similar when Mr. Key came up with the Star Spangled-Banner. The melody fit so well, I guess people just started to use it because it was so popular.”
Arthur’s expression softened at the confession. “You could have just asked, you know?”
“I was willing to take my chances.”
Arthur punched him on the shoulder, unfortunately not hard enough to do real damage.
“You git.”
Alfred smiled back at him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. “You love me for it.”
Arthur scoffed and looked back out over the crowd. “I’m glad you think so.”
“Come on, Artie! Admit it, you love my awesome charm!”
Arthur didn’t say anything, but as he looked out at the field, at the cheerleaders that were still performing against the backdrop of thousands of people, he couldn’t help agree.
“I hate you,” he said, anyway and Alfred laughed and took that as a yes.
Alfred looked over at him, mouth filled with hotdog. “Wha?”
“First you steal my national anthem, and then you take one of my drinking songs and turn it into your national anthem!”
“I did no such thing!” Alfred declared with his mouth still full, before swallowing. “And plus, doesn’t the Star Spangled-Banner like, have way too many high notes in it to sing while drunk?”
“Well, you certainly dressed the song up a bit, but it’s still the same tune!”
“You’re senile old man.”
Arthur gritted his teeth, starting to get annoyed. “I am not, you wanker. You’re deliberately stealing my songs.”
“I’m not deliberately stealing them!”
“Oh, just accidently, then?”
“…No!”
“Oh, come off it, Alfred! Why don’t you just admit that you took the songs and save us both an argument!”
At this Alfred remained curiously quiet, and he looked back out over the field. His answer was unusually quiet as well.
“It’s not like it was my idea. When my people came up with ‘My Country ‘Tis of Thee,’ it was shortly after the war. We didn’t have a national anthem and most people could only remember yours, so I guess it seemed kind of natural to take it.” He shoved his hands in his pockets and looked up sheepishly at the other.
“And it was sort of similar when Mr. Key came up with the Star Spangled-Banner. The melody fit so well, I guess people just started to use it because it was so popular.”
Arthur’s expression softened at the confession. “You could have just asked, you know?”
“I was willing to take my chances.”
Arthur punched him on the shoulder, unfortunately not hard enough to do real damage.
“You git.”
Alfred smiled back at him and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. “You love me for it.”
Arthur scoffed and looked back out over the crowd. “I’m glad you think so.”
“Come on, Artie! Admit it, you love my awesome charm!”
Arthur didn’t say anything, but as he looked out at the field, at the cheerleaders that were still performing against the backdrop of thousands of people, he couldn’t help agree.
“I hate you,” he said, anyway and Alfred laughed and took that as a yes.
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It was absolutely adorable. Thank you!
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