WALMART IS TERRIFED BY THE SOUND OF.... Music?

Oct 11, 2009 15:51

WHO: Wales and Seychelles
WHEN: Sunday Afternoon, October 11th
WHERE: Walmart. Always low prices. ALWAYS.
WHAT: Throngs of screaming people are scared away when two strangers burst into song (AND DANCE) in the middle of the Frozen Foods Isle.
RATING: 10/10, Baby~

This is such a creative name for an LJ-Cut. Seriously. )

i feel pretty o so pretty, wales, rip manriness, status: complete, we're not in kansas anymore, bonding tiemz, o snap it's dewi cowell, seychelles

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Let's Take It From The Top!~ island_maiden October 11 2009, 22:39:31 UTC
Seychelles normally avoided shopping somewhere like Walmart. It was cheap, yes, but the products were mediocre by large. Still she had just gotten to flourless cakes in her new baking cookbook and she needed baker's chocolate to keep going. Pausing in the isle, near the flour and cake mix, Seychelles stood on tip-toe, trying to grab the chocolate without bumping into the taller brown-haired man considering cookie dough.

Having finally acquired the ingredient she needed she put her grocery basket on her arm and turned to find the cinnamon which was further down the isle.

As she walked away she heard a robust whistle come from the stranger's lips. The tune was one she new well and she smiled and hummed as she walked.

Before she even really noticed it, she found herself singing under her breath.

"Fa, a long, long way to go..."

That' what Seychelles had in store for her with this all night baking project, but it was something she loved to do.

Her voice got a little louder.

"So, a needle pulling thread!"

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You are speaking my language~ not_whales October 11 2009, 22:54:40 UTC
He no sooner decided to shape his lips into that of the lyrics when his words were suddenly swept away from him by... the most gorgeous voice since Julie Andrews's. He head snapped leftward and, thanks to his sharp hearing, directly locked eyes with a pair of sparkling amber orbs matched with the lips that were forming the same exact words mouthed on Dewi's features.

She needed encouragement, though he could tell her voice had gotten a little louder. With a pointed step toward her, inconspicuously making it look as if he were browsing the nearby spices opposite of her, and assisted her.

His voice was considerably louder than hers, mind you, but not loud enough to steal the stage.

"La, a note to follow So."

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Re: You are speaking my language~ island_maiden October 11 2009, 22:59:56 UTC
Seychelles started a little bit. Not expecting the man to approach her. Still when she looked over he had a warm smile on his lips. Seychelles immediately decided she liked this fellow.

"Ti!~ A drink with jam and bread!" she sang, raising her voice. It wasn't like anyone was in the isle to hear, after all.

They came together to begin the song again.

"That will bring us back to..."

"Do, do, do, do...DO!~ A deer a female deer!"

At this point all shopping had been forgotten in the interest of singing.

He had such a lovely voice too. Seychelles felt herself smiling wider and wider.

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not_whales October 11 2009, 23:17:14 UTC
He allowed the smile to dwindle only for enough time to let the girl behind him see it. Once the smile was returned, Dewi focused intently on the shame of his mouth, trying not to smile to keep the sound from going bright.

"Ti!~ A drink with jam and bread!" their voices matched perfectly - same tone, same amount of vibrato.

"Re, a drop of golden sun~"

By this time, he had abandoned his blue basket of groceries and began rhythmically tapping his right foot.

"Mi, a name I call myself!"

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island_maiden October 12 2009, 00:23:14 UTC
Seychelles took Dewi's hand in her own.

"I'm Seychelles Voilier," she informed him. "It's so good to meet you Dewi!~"

With that she threw her arms around him in a giant hug. She was so thrilled.

"That was so much fun," Seychelles informed the taller man, still nestled in his arms. "We have to sing again!~"

They were causing a bit of a scene. The butcher at the meat counter had nearly chopped his hand off because he was so distracted.

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not_whales October 12 2009, 00:31:21 UTC
The handshake had barely enough foundation set before he felt the girl's arms wrap tightly around the back of his neck in a hug. Regardless of the strange looks the "audience" gave (and the hurried paces in their walk to escape them) he couldn't help but comply to her demand.

"I would love to. Have you a song title in mind?" He made no effort in explaining to her that he had a knowledge for any and every song out of a musical from The Sound of Music to Sweeney Todd: Demon Barber of Fleet Street to Wicked.

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island_maiden October 12 2009, 00:39:40 UTC
"It should probably be a duet, huh?" Seychelles said, finally pulling away from him. "Maybe something romantic or sweet huh?"

Seychelles paced a circle around Dewi, deep in thought.

"OH!~" she cried, suddenly struck by inspiration. "How about 16 Going On 17? It'll stay consistent!~"

Seychelles was already humming, warming up for the next song. The guy was quite handsome, doing a romantic duet promised fun.

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Sorry for the delay, hon~ D: not_whales October 13 2009, 21:48:34 UTC
Her pitch was perfect - it neither turned flat nor sharp - just pure and sweet slipping from that slender neck that housed the most gorgeous vocal chords Dewi had heard from a Liberty citizen.

"I would be honored," he began, her enthusiasm contagious and seeping through and blurring the line of his attempt to remain civil and somewhat proper despite the name the two had created for themselves for all of the shoppers.

He took her hand and began singing:

"You wait, little girl, on an empty stage
For fate to turn the light on
Your life, little girl, is an empty page
That men will want to write on..."

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