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I'm not entirely sure where this idea came from, to be honest. Or if I did, I don't remember now. Anyway, here is the prologue to the biggest event in Filgaian history: The Little Rock Karaoke Festival! Read on! ^_^
Prologue
Von leaned on the counter and sighed. Gaspar looked up from his usual spot in the saloon. "What's wrong?" he asked.
The musical saloon keeper sighed again and propped his head in his hands. "I don't know. I just... I'm just bored."
Gaspar took a sip of his drink. "Listen to your music, Von. That always makes you feel better."
Von streched out across the counter on his back, throwing his arms out rather dramatically. "Normally, that might work. But not right now." He sighed yet again. Gaspar just shook his head and focused his attention back to his drink, and the room fell into silence.
Things had been slow in Little Rock for the last few weeks, and the town was even more strapped for cash than usual. The residents were also growing restless with boredom.
Von broke the silence as he pushed himself back up off the counter. "Why don't people appreciate my music? It seems that only Drifters care now a days, and even then, not always."
Gaspar looked up, his mug halfway to his lips. "We like it, Von. It's just... you've heard the song several times, it just doesn't impress you anymore, you know?"
Von said nothing, falling silent as a sudden thought struck him. He turned to Gaspar, a smile slowly spreading across his face. "Karaoke..."
"What?"
"I know how we can liven things up and make money for the town. We can hold a Karaoke Festival!" Von clapped his hands in glee as Gaspar looked at him askance and raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, you do that, then."
"Watch the place for me, Gaspar! I'm gonna go talk to Goodwin and Annette!"
"Uh huh." Gaspar kept drinking while Von ran off to begin planning the biggest event in Filgaia's history.
I'm not entirely sure where this idea came from, to be honest. Or if I did, I don't remember now. Anyway, here is the prologue to the biggest event in Filgaian history: The Little Rock Karaoke Festival! Read on! ^_^
Prologue
Von leaned on the counter and sighed. Gaspar looked up from his usual spot in the saloon. "What's wrong?" he asked.
The musical saloon keeper sighed again and propped his head in his hands. "I don't know. I just... I'm just bored."
Gaspar took a sip of his drink. "Listen to your music, Von. That always makes you feel better."
Von streched out across the counter on his back, throwing his arms out rather dramatically. "Normally, that might work. But not right now." He sighed yet again. Gaspar just shook his head and focused his attention back to his drink, and the room fell into silence.
Things had been slow in Little Rock for the last few weeks, and the town was even more strapped for cash than usual. The residents were also growing restless with boredom.
Von broke the silence as he pushed himself back up off the counter. "Why don't people appreciate my music? It seems that only Drifters care now a days, and even then, not always."
Gaspar looked up, his mug halfway to his lips. "We like it, Von. It's just... you've heard the song several times, it just doesn't impress you anymore, you know?"
Von said nothing, falling silent as a sudden thought struck him. He turned to Gaspar, a smile slowly spreading across his face. "Karaoke..."
"What?"
"I know how we can liven things up and make money for the town. We can hold a Karaoke Festival!" Von clapped his hands in glee as Gaspar looked at him askance and raised an eyebrow.
"Yes, you do that, then."
"Watch the place for me, Gaspar! I'm gonna go talk to Goodwin and Annette!"
"Uh huh." Gaspar kept drinking while Von ran off to begin planning the biggest event in Filgaia's history.