A/N: Ciao guys, Stars here! Now, normally Alphabet is against A/N's at the start of a new chapter (I still am...), but this one was required. Because unfortunately, If you are like Alphabet here (Hush, music snob), you wouldn't be able to understand the next part, or enjoy it to its full extent. (I still don't understand it) Shut it woefully ignorant person. ('Scuse you)
As Alphabet pointed out, I am a Muso! ^_^ My instruments are the Piano (like Roddy!) And the Oboe. Now, if you don't know what an Oboe is, SEARCH IT UP. It's the most beautiful, badass instrument ever ;) And it is NOT, REPEAT NOT a Clarinet. They sound completely different. The Oboe has a double reed, Making it WAY harder to play, it's register is a few octaves higher, and it has a clearer sound that can be heard above all the rest (if you know what it is).
ANYWAY. Music terms for the woefully ignorant. (Again? Why must you refer to us this way? Because thats what you are. I highly recommend learning an instrument in some point of your life.)
Legato- Italian for Smooth, a musical term to indicate that the passage of music should be played smoothly.
Piano- (p) A dynamic marking indicating that the passage of music should be played quietly
Crescendo- () A dynamic marking that indicates that the music is getting louder
Forte- (f) A dynamic marking indicating that the passage of music should be played loudly
Harmonies- Two threads of music that complement one another
Those are entirely my own definitions, so I apologise if they don't make much sense! Now enjoy reading chapter 4!
Storming into the music classroom, Lovino flipped off the group of girls and boys who laughed as he walked past, clearly amused by the pictures of him and Antonio. He blushed and cursed the rumour mill, clearly everyone had gotten the wrong idea.
"Oi, Lovino!"
Groaning, Lovino moved so he was facing Gilbert, "What do you want, damn potato eater?"
"The awesome me has decided to give you some advice."
"On what, un-awesome bastard?"
Gilbert grinned, shrugged off the insult and rested his arm on Lovino's shoulder, "Love!"
"Like you could tell me anything, you can't even outshine a piano."* Lovino scoffed, smirking as Gilbert struggled for words.
"You can talk," Gilbert poked his tongue out as Lovino scowled, "Let the awesome Prussian show you how it's done."
Gilbert strutted over to the piano Roderich was sitting at and slammed his hands on the lid of the grand piano, making Roderich jolt at the sudden noise. He then opened his mouth to start speaking, a gleam in his red eyes. Lovino instinctively put his hand over his eyes.
"Hey Roddy, baby, my name is Legato. D'you know why? 'Cause I'm smooth~"
Roderich stared at Gilbert and across the room Vash snapped to attention and readied his water gun.
"Excuse me?!"
"Your voice is piano when you talk, but I bet I can make you crescendo to a forte in bed, baby." Gilbert smirked as Roderich went pink, "What do you say you and I go into a practice room and work on some harmonies together?"
Lovino cringed as Roderich's eyes grew wide and his mouth opened and closed, "What?"
Gilbert winked, "I've heard pianists do it with ten-OW."
Roderich began thanking Vash for hitting Gilbert and ceasing his mortifying pick up lines but became increasingly flustered as the Swiss boy went red, so he settled for a polite nod.
"We should be friends again." Vash mumbled, nervously fiddling with his gun.
"Y-yes, that would be nice."
Roderich looked at the piano and with a start he began frantically checking to see whether Gilbert inflicted any damage, not hearing Vash quietly state that he would like to be more than friends. Gilbert walked back to Lovino and bowed, with one hand pressed to the back of his head, attempting to numb the pain that Vash caused.
"That went awesomely."
"Idiot."
Meanwhile, Antonio was also being ambushed by a member of the Bad Touch Trio. It was a strange day, Antonio reflected, when two thirds of their infamous group decided to give the other advice on... Well, what the Bad Touch Trio do best. Francis had cornered Antonio before class, and was insisting that the only way to win "Mon cher Lovi's" heart was through ways of physical attraction. "And we can't possibly hope to achieve that by the clothes you have on right now, mon ami," The Frenchman insisted.
Francis looped his arm through Antonio's and waved off Antonio's protest about wagging class.
"Nothing is as important as fashion."
"Francis, we can't just leave!"
Tugging on his arm insistently, Francis dragged Antonio off the school grounds and in the direction of the shops.
Once there, Francis shoved items of clothing at Antonio, before forcing him into a changing room. Antonio locked the changing room door, but he doubted that would stop Francis. He could only hope that a pretty shop assistant distracted him while Antonio was changing.
"Francis, can we go now? We've spent nearly a whole day shopping."
"Oui, oui," Francis blew a kiss at the shop assistant and began walking with Antonio, "We only 'ave one class left, what is the point of hurrying?"
"Why did you even bring me here?"
"Mon ami, are you deaf? You will win the heart of dear Lovino with your séduisant body."
Antonio sighed, "You saw the Facebook post, didn't you?"
"All hope is not lost." Francis said mysteriously, waving away the look Antonio gave him.
A/N: Okay, so, we don't own those wonderful pick-up lines we stole them from a musicalpickuplines tumblr :)
So this was an awesome chapter to write. PRUAUS FOREVER. Yeah, you can kinda tell who wrote this chapter... ;)
Now, no promises for new updates, I'm going to Aussie for a week in a few days, so not much would be written... We will try to get chapter 5 up tomorrow (key word, TRY) So make sure you give Alphabet lots of encouragement and love because she will be writing solo :)
THIS WAS WHERE THE FLOW TOOK ME WHEN WRITING THE PRUAUS:
Vash blinked back tears as his beloved as Gilbert stared at Roderich with those beautiful red eyes. Vash heaved a sigh and cursed Roderich and his gorgeous face.
Yeah, she actually wrote that people. Heh heh heh :P
It was amazing. The flow ships PruSwiss. This story is no longer under our control... o_O
Sweet! Ciao~!
