Smilin' So Hard
I should be writing my position paper, but this is running through my head and needs to come out. World, meet my first foray into band fiction. (And what a weird weird one it is *g*)
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"Brendon!' DeeJay called back, a little sharply, but not angry. Never angry. Brendon jumped guiltily and rushed over to him, nearly tripping.
"Yeah," Brendon hopped a little in place, his never-ending supply of energy running a little high today.
"What were you doing?" Dee asked, amused.
Brendon bit his lip for once, instead of letting his thoughts tumble out in their convulsive mess. He wondered how to explain this never ending loop of notes that had been running through his head for the past five minutes, appearing randomly. It's a happy melody, Brendon enjoyed it a lot and had been dancing a little to it, any way to get the energy out. Brendon opened his mouth finally, "Um, dancing?"
"Great," Dee smiled, then added mildly, "You're on out there in five by the way."
Brendon jumped and ran outside, missing his mark by a mile and nearly dropping his microphone. He smiled wide into the camera and hefted the microphone, "Good evening Open City..."
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I really really don't even know. I found this yesterday, that's all I can explain. There is more in my head though, that expands to the rest of the city, and there's an evil plot! *gasp*
Haha, kay (:
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"Brendon!' DeeJay called back, a little sharply, but not angry. Never angry. Brendon jumped guiltily and rushed over to him, nearly tripping.
"Yeah," Brendon hopped a little in place, his never-ending supply of energy running a little high today.
"What were you doing?" Dee asked, amused.
Brendon bit his lip for once, instead of letting his thoughts tumble out in their convulsive mess. He wondered how to explain this never ending loop of notes that had been running through his head for the past five minutes, appearing randomly. It's a happy melody, Brendon enjoyed it a lot and had been dancing a little to it, any way to get the energy out. Brendon opened his mouth finally, "Um, dancing?"
"Great," Dee smiled, then added mildly, "You're on out there in five by the way."
Brendon jumped and ran outside, missing his mark by a mile and nearly dropping his microphone. He smiled wide into the camera and hefted the microphone, "Good evening Open City..."
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I really really don't even know. I found this yesterday, that's all I can explain. There is more in my head though, that expands to the rest of the city, and there's an evil plot! *gasp*
Haha, kay (: