Colours of the Day.
Hi all! This is my first quiet step into the Loonatics fandom. Hopefully, you'll all enjoy what I write and we'll all get along swimmingly! These are just a series of drabbles about the heroes and I shall try and update as often as I can.
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Do NOT own Loonatics.
Music.
It was a revelation.
Nobody expected to see such talent from someone like him.
This was the guy that was the unintentional comedian, constantly getting knocked around by the opposition and being loud and brash.
To see him in a passive, quiet state was unusual.
Lexi breathed in as the notes filled the air, peeking from the doorway into the spacious room previously used as storage. They'd converted it into a recreational room, but fully expected it to be barely in use.
It appeared that wouldn't be the case with musical talent like his.
"Did you know he could play like this, Slam?" she asked her curious companion and the large Tasmanian devil shook his head, eyes trained on the smaller team mate in front of them.
It was a melancholy piece, almost designed to put you in a contemplative mood. Perhaps he'd felt that way in the first place and just wanted to release it somehow.
"What going on?" Ace asked, confused at the little huddle around the door.
"You have to see this." Lexi replied in a hushed tone and Ace strolled forward, planting his head on hers with a sigh.
His sea blue eyes widened at the musician.
"Whoa, he's…good!"
His head was tilted to one side, glossy in the light of the setting sun. Normally wide aqua eyes were closed in content and his booted foot carefully pressed the pedal as his fingers delicately touched the keys without a care in the world. There lay no papers in front of him – he didn't need it. Instead, he hummed along, a small smile coming to his face.
And silence lay upon the little group as they listened to the piano man play all of his troubles away.
Tech and Rev soon joined the audience and blinked in confusion at the scene.
"Why are you all watching Duck playing the piano?" Tech asked out loud and the piano crashed to a halt as Duck jumped, swivelling to see them all in the doorway.
"Nice going, Tech." Ace groaned as Duck just sat frozen in on the piano stool.
He didn't say anything for a moment. Then he hurriedly got off the stool and left the room, his feathers tinted red with embarrassment.
"You'd have thought he'd be boasting to the high heavens about his talent." Tech said in a deadpan manner and Slam just sighed before going after the smaller duck.
He found the duck on the roof, a favourite place for him to hide when he didn't want the others around.
"Duck." He greeted as he sat beside the hero and the mallard looked away.
"How long were you there for?" he questioned quietly and Slam though for a moment.
"About half an hour," he grunted. "You're pretty good."
Duck remained silent for a second.
"Your English is getting better."
Slam rolled his eyes and lightly cuffed his shoulder.
"Don't do that."
"Don't do what?"
"Change what we're talking about. You're…urgh." He threw his hands up in the air as his knowledge of the English language slipped.
"…I'm avoiding the subject." Duck murmured gently and Slam nodded.
"I…taught myself. Couldn't ever afford someone to teach me."
Slam listened, cocking his head to one side.
"I never really earned that much as a pool boy. I suppose being a high school dropout was all I was ever good for at that point."
The black duck stared off into the distance, glassy eyes not really seeing the sinking sun. It lit up his ebony feathers, turning them into milky grey and gold.
"All I ever wanted was to be good at something. I saw a guy playing the piano and it…spoke to me. I could make others feel happy and myself feel better just by pressing a few keys. It was slow going at first, but I learnt."
Slam gave him an admiring stare.
"Nice going."
"Hm. I go there now to remind myself that there's always one thing I'm good at, even if I'm useless at everything else. At least I have the piano, y'know?"
Slam couldn't think of anything to say in English or his own language as Duck got up and walked quietly away.
Well, that's the first chapter. Give me a bell when you have time, I suppose.
Love Lily. X