Alright, just a bit of young Mark and Roger friendship. Mark got his first camera, and he's filming Roger's 'spot'. I thought it was a cute idea, and I mean, little Mark and Roger. xD So yeah, here it is. And big shocker, it's not angst!
Disclaimer: I don't own Roger, Mark, Rent, and so so and so on.
You could see a young boy waving into a tilted camera. He had fairly long dirty-blond hair, piercing eyes, and a tee shirt with a guitar on it. It was obviously Roger.
From behind him you could hear talking. "Just because the camera's slanted doesn't mean you're slanted!"
Little Roger tilted his head. "Oh…wait, really?"
Mark groaned. "Yes, Roger, really."
"But I want to be upside-down in the film!"
The older boy sounded exasperated. "Then stand on your head or something!"
"How the hell am I supposed to stand on my damn head?" Roger exclaimed.
"Don't cuss. You're only ten." The filmmaker reminded.
Roger rolled his eyes. "Well you're only eleven and you cuss sometimes. And 'damn' isn't a bad word."
"Can we just get on with it?" came the off camera remark to which Roger nodded. "Good." Mark cleared his throat and began, in a 'mature' voice. "Today I will be doing a spot with aspiring musician Roger Davis."
"Hold up. Musician sounds like classical or something. I'm playing rock."
"Fine." Mark corrected. "Aspiring rocker-"
"Wait." Roger said again. "Aspiring? I think you mean soon-to-be."
"Aspiring means soon- to-be, Roger." Mark informed.
Roger crossed his arms. "Oh…I still don't think you should say aspiring. Most people won't know what it means."
"Actually, almost all people will know what it means."
"Okay, okay." Roger held up his hands defensively. "Anyways, I'm here because….because…I'm pretty sure Mark's gonna sell this once I'm famous. I mean, my first spot. How lucky is he. He'll make so much cash." The boy grinned.
Mark stifled a laugh. "Well, you're really here because you're my only friend and nobody in my family will let me film them."
"Oh…So, what should I talk about?" Roger asked, sitting on the floor.
"Your music maybe. Do you have any songs?"
The boy on the camera grinned wider. "Yup. Twenty-two."
"And are any of those finished? By that I mean, more than a few lines long?"
"Well….no. But they will be, soon!"
"This isn't working." Mark informed sadly.
Roger chuckled. "You're telling me…. Now shut that off and let's go do something fun."
"I guess so"
And the screen went black.
It was different than what i usually write, but I hope it's alright. I imagined Roger wasn't the brightest around and age wise, I assumed a year or two apart. I don't believe it says anywhere. Well thank you very much for reading and feedback is appreciated.