This song is actually really beautiful - "Song of the Seas"

I was up nearly all night trying to work out a plan for how I'm going to take care of all of these skeletons, until finally. FINALLY. At nearly midnight I have sorted out most of everything that I needed to take care of including but not limited to: budget, work, baby, food, me, them, sleep, and all that good stuff. I sighed and picked up my guitar, strumming it a few times, I usually play it when I'm feeling stressed, but nearly jumped out of my skin when someone tapped my shoulder.

"Sorry human! The magnificent sa- I mean, Blue did not mean to startle you!" I took a deep breath I an attempt to calm my racing heart rate before putting down my guitar and answering Blue.

"That's fine, why aren't you asleep with the others?" I have them temporarily set up in my rather large living space to sleep, but Blue insisted we make it a 'fortress of only the comfiest of pillows' instead, and it's kind of hard to say no to some one like Blue.

"I was...but I noticed the light still on in here so I thought you could use some of this." Blue hands me a mug of my favorite tea, still hot. I take it gratefully and sip carefully before humming, satisfied.

"Thank you Blue, but why did you waste sleep on making this for me?" Blue sighs and sits on the edge of my bed while I remain at the desk. I'm surprised at how quiet his voice is, and by how tired he looks. He places his elbows on his knees and head in his hands before looking up at me.

"I just...people back where I'm from are...not as kind, and for a stranger that has never met any of us before to let us into your home and care for us, and love us, it's..it's..." light blue transparent tears start to swell up in his eye sockets before spilling over and down his face, and finally dripping onto his pants.

"Your soul...it's so pure...and open...and loving...I just...I can't..." he's openly crying now, hiccuping and sniffing, I quickly grab a box of tissues off my desk and waddle over to him, gathering him in my arms.

"Shhh Blue, hey, wanna know something?" I rock us back and forth humming a soft tune attempting to calm the upset skeleton as I wait on his answer. Through, I wonder what he meant by 'my soul'.

"...what?"

"You know how when your in a car and it's pouring down rain, you go under a bridge and everything stops. Everything goes silent and it's almost peaceful. Then you finally get from under the bridge and everything hits you a little harder than before?" I ask, I'm not sure if he's ever ridden in a car to experience this, but the way he talks about people makes me think he's had some contact with what I'm talking about.

"Y-yeah?" He says wearily, attempting to dry his tears with a tissue.

"You were that bridge today." I mean it too, between this happiness and Dreams happiness, all the stress of everything just melted away, and just for a moment, it was just us. And I'm grateful for that. Blue hugs me right and cries into my shirt, and I let him, gently stroking his skull until he's a bit calmer.

"Could you...sing to me...please?" He whispers, making no move to lift his head to look at me.

"Of course Blue.." I mutter slowly rubbing his back in large circles, at some point he had played down against the sheets, me sitting on the edge of the bed next to his tired form. I pick up my guitar, take a deep breath, and start singing while playing.

"Hush now my Storeen Close your eyes and sleep

Waltzing the waves

Diving the deep

Stars are shining bright

The wind is on the rise

Whispering words of long lost lullabies

Oh won't you come with me

Where the moon is made of gold

And in the morning sun

We'll be sailing

Oh won't you come with me

Where the ocean meets the sky

And as the clouds roll by

We'll sing the song of the sea

I had a dream last night

And heard the sweetest sound

I saw a great white light and dancers in the round

Castles in the sand

Cradles in the trees

Don't cry, I see you by and by

Oh won't you come with me

Where the moon is made of gold

And in the morning sun

We'll be sailing

Oh won't you come with me

Where the ocean meets the sky

And as the clouds roll by

We'll sing the song of the sea

Rolling

Rolling

Rolling

Rolling

Oh won't you come with me

Where the moon is made of gold

And in the morning sun

We'll be sailing free

Oh won't you come with me

Where the ocean meets the sky

And as the clouds roll by

We'll sing the song of the sea..."

Blue thought your voice was just as stunningly beautiful as your actual beauty. The way the moonlight came through your window, and shadowed your face, and the way your soul shone gold every time you sung the chorus had him starstruck. As you sung, he could feel his consciousness slipping and as you neared the end of the song, he slipped into a peaceful sleep.

"Goodnight blue..." You gently kiss his forehead after you finished singing, placing down your guitar and climbing onto the bed next to Blue and falling asleep yourself.

Little did you know your siren-like voice had been heard and adored by the entire house hold of skeletons.