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[bloody_rockgod]

Charlie hasn't played in the bar for a while, so he's at the piano, playing Bach.

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[symbiote_venom]

There is a little boy sitting at the bar, no older than five or six years old, watching him as his legs swing back and forth. He wears blue shorts, a red t-shirt, and little sneakers. His golden blond hair is short, and his bright blue eye seems to cry out with youth and innocence.

"You play real good, Mister."

[bloody_rockgod]

Charlie grins at him. "Thanks."

[symbiote_venom]

"But I like the Sesame street song more. That's old people music!" He makes a face, then bursts out into a fit of giggles.

[bloody_rockgod]

Charlie laughs. "Well, son, it is mostly old people in here." He thinks a moment--he's watched a few episodes of Sesame Street, and there are some songs that just stick with you.

Sing
Sing a song
Sing out loud
Sing out strong
Sing of good things, not bad
Sing of happy, not sad

Sing
Sing a song
Make it simple
To last your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Sing
Sing a song

La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la

Sing
Sing a song
Sing out loud
Sing out strong
Sing of good things, not bad
Sing of happy, not sad

Sing
Sing a song
Make it simple
To last your whole life long
Don't worry that it's not good enough
For anyone else to hear
Sing
Sing a song

[eldorne_girl]

[and he has a Delia, all dressed up in red like a lady, listening with a smile]

[bloody_rockgod]

Big grin at the sight of her. "Hello, lovely Delia."

[eldorne_girl]

[she beams back]

Hey, Charlie-O.

[bloody_rockgod]

"You're dressed up tonight--got a hot date?"