I do not own anything related to Ouran!
Willow thought that it would be a normal day. She thought wrong.
Willow has naturally silver guy style hair and is very tall. Her sweeping bangs stopped just before her black rimed glasses. She was on her way to orchestra room 3, it was rarely used and she and her friends enjoyed hanging out there. She opened the door to hear a cellist, violinist and electric guitarist already jamming out on an ensemble piece.
"Willow you are so late! We need our bassist!" The violinist yelled as the group stopped.
"Yeah, sorry had fencing practice." Willow replied casually. She strolled over to the closet where she kept her pitch black upright bass and bow, the only color difference was the pure white strings. Willow was just tightening her bow when some rose petals started emanating from the closet. Willow stumbled back, shell shocked.
"Um, guys... Am I the only one who sees the roses?" The rest of the group along with the vocalist came over to see what the commotion was. The cellist, Sage, remarked,
"Hey Nicole, Lizzy, Rose what do you make of this?" The violinist, guitarist, and vocalist (called over respectively) all shrugged. A magenta light started to shine from the closet,
"G-guys maybe we sh-sh-should get out of here..." Sage stuttered.
"Oh PLEASE! It's not like some pink light is going to hurt us or anything, right! It's probably just one of the robotics nerd's pranks!" Nicole assured, "Let's check it out!" The four others inched towards the closet lead by Nicole. "I'm gonna poke it!" Rose exclaimed, Nicole nodded approvingly.
"Don't encourage her!" Willow exclaimed. Rose crept towards the glimmering closet. The rest of the crew lunged to stop her and they found themselves in a whole different world.
"Welcome!"
