Fic: Crossing Bridges: The Music of Our Souls
Crossing Bridges; The Music of My Soul
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Luan’s band has finally arrived. The word…erratic comes to mind.
Disclaimer: Don’t own them. Sorry.
Sibling Love Theme: 23. Picture
“Come on, dude. Join our band,” Michael said as he started running a cord onto the stage.
“No,” Theo said as he set up a table. Casey grinned slightly as he listened to conversation. Michael has been nagging Theo for the last ten minutes about joining the band. Theo looked horrified at the suggestion that he couldn’t help but laugh.
“Drop it, dude. Bro isn’t interested,” Luan said as he set up some chairs on stage.
“Come on, Lu. Oh, wait! Dude, have you told him yet?” Michael said.
“Uhh…not really. Shh…It is surprise!”
Theo frowned slightly at his brother and lifted his hand. He did something strange with his fingers. Luan tilted his head then nodded a little. Then Luan did some similar with his hand. Michael looked between them in confusion.
“Dude, I miss something.”
“They have been doing that all week. I think they do it drive everyone nuts and probably doesn’t mean anything,” Casey said.
They snorted at the same time.
“I was just asking if it was bad or good surprise. Last time, I got one of Lu’s surprises. He came to visit.”
“Hey, that was a good surprise!” Luan said.
Theo grinned slightly then snorted.
“Of course, it was a good surprise. Lu is impossible when mopes,” Cynthia said as she walked in and dropped a box on the stage.
“I do not mope!”
She laughed. He grinned at the pink and blonde haired woman. Cynthia was one of their singers and the only girl in the band. Well, that was technically true since….
“Of course, you do, Luan.” Ms. Jenna shouted from the doorway.
“MOM!” Michael shouted back.
Cynthia and Luan just grinned. From he could gathered, Ms. Jenna didn’t want her son to go on tour by himself. Or according to the rest of the band, she couldn’t stay being home alone due to her daughter and her son going to college this fall. She decided to come along. Luan said it has been an interesting trip.
Luan laughed.
“So has Luan being good?” Cynthia said as she opened the box.
“Well…uh…” He said.
“I punched someone in the face and pulled a great prank. That was fun,” Luan said.
“LUAN! I hope you said you were sorry.”
“DUDE! You punched someone…Whoa! That is….so unlike you!”
“Wow…”
“I haven’t said sorry yet…but I maybe I will,” Luan said as he looked at him. He sighed softly. At least, he got a maybe out of Luan. He understood where he was coming from. From what he got from Jarrod, Luan was upset about him trying killed his brother. It was hard to explain to someone who wasn’t a ranger. From what Theo told him, that is why he was doing the pranks to test Jarrod. It was funny to see Jarrod looking like a lion and the little pranks that he has been pulling. But he almost wanted to call one of his sisters for help.
Ms. Jenna started to say something until RJ burst from the back door.
“Anyone for pizza?”
“Totally, dude!” Michael shouted.
He grinned slightly at RJ. Saved by pizza…who knew.
-JFJF-
He has never seen JKP so packed. The energy level was so high and so exciting. Everyone was having such a good time. Probably it has to do with the variety of music that Luan’s band played. Oldies…Country….Rock…Pop…they even threw a little dance music in there. He wasn’t too surprise when he heard Luan proving back up vocals. He laughed every time someone asked Theo if he would go up and sing with his brother. Theo’s expression was priceless.
Sometimes, he would catch Theo stopping and staring at Luan. He almost wanted to take a picture. Theo’s arms were folded and his expression was unguarded and almost gentle.
“Okay, everyone, this is our last song for tonight. We had a blast. Our last song tonight has been written by our very own, Luan Martin. Personally, I didn’t know he had it in him. Ouch, dude! I need that arm!” Michael said as he rubbed his arm. Luan gave Michael a look. He glanced over at Theo, who looked slightly amused.
Everyone laughed and chuckled at the pair on stage. Cynthia rolled her eyes.
“Anyway, this song is called Good-bye, Farewell.” Michael said his fingers hit the strings. Luan’s guitar soon joined his. Cynthia’s voice floated through the room.
So long, baby
I promise I won’t be gone long.
Once those memories have faded
Once those bridges are fixed
I will be back.
Don’t you worry.
Slowly, Luan’s voice joined with Cynthia.
Goodbye, Farewell.
I won’t forget to write.
Although you might.
Don’t you worry
I will be back, baby.
Oh, I will be back.
He was watching Theo at this point. His expressions were changing so fast that he couldn’t pick out any one emotion.
We said so many words
That made so little sense
We scream and shout
Baby, I am surprised we
Didn’t knock each other out.
In that moment, we had to say
Finally, Theo’s expression turned into such sadness. He almost wanted to go over to ask what was wrong.
Goodbye, Farewell.
I won’t forget to write.
Although you might.
Don’t you worry
I will be back, baby.
Oh, I will be back.
Now, we are standing here
Years later
Are we still angry?
Is bad replaced with good?
Is all forgiven?
Or do we still have say….
Good-bye, Farewell…Good-bye…Farewell
End of The Music of Our Souls
Next Chapter: Where Our Bridges Met.
A/N: Don’t going looking up the song or anything like that. Because…I wrote it. ^___^ Anyway, read and review if you wish.
By: M14Mouse
Summary: Luan’s band has finally arrived. The word…erratic comes to mind.
Disclaimer: Don’t own them. Sorry.
Sibling Love Theme: 23. Picture
“Come on, dude. Join our band,” Michael said as he started running a cord onto the stage.
“No,” Theo said as he set up a table. Casey grinned slightly as he listened to conversation. Michael has been nagging Theo for the last ten minutes about joining the band. Theo looked horrified at the suggestion that he couldn’t help but laugh.
“Drop it, dude. Bro isn’t interested,” Luan said as he set up some chairs on stage.
“Come on, Lu. Oh, wait! Dude, have you told him yet?” Michael said.
“Uhh…not really. Shh…It is surprise!”
Theo frowned slightly at his brother and lifted his hand. He did something strange with his fingers. Luan tilted his head then nodded a little. Then Luan did some similar with his hand. Michael looked between them in confusion.
“Dude, I miss something.”
“They have been doing that all week. I think they do it drive everyone nuts and probably doesn’t mean anything,” Casey said.
They snorted at the same time.
“I was just asking if it was bad or good surprise. Last time, I got one of Lu’s surprises. He came to visit.”
“Hey, that was a good surprise!” Luan said.
Theo grinned slightly then snorted.
“Of course, it was a good surprise. Lu is impossible when mopes,” Cynthia said as she walked in and dropped a box on the stage.
“I do not mope!”
She laughed. He grinned at the pink and blonde haired woman. Cynthia was one of their singers and the only girl in the band. Well, that was technically true since….
“Of course, you do, Luan.” Ms. Jenna shouted from the doorway.
“MOM!” Michael shouted back.
Cynthia and Luan just grinned. From he could gathered, Ms. Jenna didn’t want her son to go on tour by himself. Or according to the rest of the band, she couldn’t stay being home alone due to her daughter and her son going to college this fall. She decided to come along. Luan said it has been an interesting trip.
Luan laughed.
“So has Luan being good?” Cynthia said as she opened the box.
“Well…uh…” He said.
“I punched someone in the face and pulled a great prank. That was fun,” Luan said.
“LUAN! I hope you said you were sorry.”
“DUDE! You punched someone…Whoa! That is….so unlike you!”
“Wow…”
“I haven’t said sorry yet…but I maybe I will,” Luan said as he looked at him. He sighed softly. At least, he got a maybe out of Luan. He understood where he was coming from. From what he got from Jarrod, Luan was upset about him trying killed his brother. It was hard to explain to someone who wasn’t a ranger. From what Theo told him, that is why he was doing the pranks to test Jarrod. It was funny to see Jarrod looking like a lion and the little pranks that he has been pulling. But he almost wanted to call one of his sisters for help.
Ms. Jenna started to say something until RJ burst from the back door.
“Anyone for pizza?”
“Totally, dude!” Michael shouted.
He grinned slightly at RJ. Saved by pizza…who knew.
-JFJF-
He has never seen JKP so packed. The energy level was so high and so exciting. Everyone was having such a good time. Probably it has to do with the variety of music that Luan’s band played. Oldies…Country….Rock…Pop…they even threw a little dance music in there. He wasn’t too surprise when he heard Luan proving back up vocals. He laughed every time someone asked Theo if he would go up and sing with his brother. Theo’s expression was priceless.
Sometimes, he would catch Theo stopping and staring at Luan. He almost wanted to take a picture. Theo’s arms were folded and his expression was unguarded and almost gentle.
“Okay, everyone, this is our last song for tonight. We had a blast. Our last song tonight has been written by our very own, Luan Martin. Personally, I didn’t know he had it in him. Ouch, dude! I need that arm!” Michael said as he rubbed his arm. Luan gave Michael a look. He glanced over at Theo, who looked slightly amused.
Everyone laughed and chuckled at the pair on stage. Cynthia rolled her eyes.
“Anyway, this song is called Good-bye, Farewell.” Michael said his fingers hit the strings. Luan’s guitar soon joined his. Cynthia’s voice floated through the room.
So long, baby
I promise I won’t be gone long.
Once those memories have faded
Once those bridges are fixed
I will be back.
Don’t you worry.
Slowly, Luan’s voice joined with Cynthia.
Goodbye, Farewell.
I won’t forget to write.
Although you might.
Don’t you worry
I will be back, baby.
Oh, I will be back.
He was watching Theo at this point. His expressions were changing so fast that he couldn’t pick out any one emotion.
We said so many words
That made so little sense
We scream and shout
Baby, I am surprised we
Didn’t knock each other out.
In that moment, we had to say
Finally, Theo’s expression turned into such sadness. He almost wanted to go over to ask what was wrong.
Goodbye, Farewell.
I won’t forget to write.
Although you might.
Don’t you worry
I will be back, baby.
Oh, I will be back.
Now, we are standing here
Years later
Are we still angry?
Is bad replaced with good?
Is all forgiven?
Or do we still have say….
Good-bye, Farewell…Good-bye…Farewell
End of The Music of Our Souls
Next Chapter: Where Our Bridges Met.
A/N: Don’t going looking up the song or anything like that. Because…I wrote it. ^___^ Anyway, read and review if you wish.