Chapter 11: So We Meet Again
Penna finished making the last bed of the sleeping area of the orphanage while the children were out playing in the playground around 3pm. It had been uneasy when she started volunteering at the orphanage in order to get credits for rehabilitation, but the children and staff eventually learned that Penna was quite a delightful expert at handling children, so now Penna wasn't surprised if she occasionally ran into a five-year-old who got her attention by pulling her sleeve and showing her the crayon drawing he or she made for her.
"It's 3 now, Penna. You can clock out now," Sandra, the middle-aged woman who had been working at the orphanage for thirty years now, told Penna as the former brought in the children's clean laundry.
"Thank you, Mrs. Sandra." Penna bowed to Sandra before leaving. "I'll see you next week."
"Take care, my dear."
Penna walked quietly and slowly out of the sleeping area. Once she was sure no one was looking, she made a dash for the locker room until she bumped into someone and landed back first on the flower painted lockers. "I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed until she recognized whom she had bumped into. "Kit? What are you doing here?"
Kit, the girl she remembered as being one of Bug Fly's friends, rubbed her forehead in pain as she straightened herself up. "I'd ask you the same thing," Kit said. "Wait, you work here?"
"No, I volunteer here since I'm the only sane person on the planet who can handle orphans," Penna said. Sure, most of the truth was that she had to do volunteering in Auradon to repay for her crimes and the only local places that accepted her as part of their committee to help the needy were the orphanage due to her skills at handling parent-less children and the local public library who admired the fact that she respected the 'Quiet In The Library' policy while reading, but she couldn't say it to her...new friends.
"Aw, you like kids?" Kit said while Penna opened her locker and pulled out her bag. "That's so cool. The pri...president of the Easter Festival committee, which is our friend Bug Fly, also has a thing for kids."
"Really?" Penna asked in curiosity.
"Have you seen him going to charity events and festivals back home? The kids just love it when he gives them piggyback rides and showing them how to make boutonnières." Kit rolled her eyes. "Anyway, I've been snooping around for an hour or so in order to see how the orphans were being treated at Auradon so that I can report it to Bug Fly so that way we can figure out ways to make the Easter Festival a delightful moment for the cuties."
"Wait, Bug Fly and...the constantly absent and judgmental prince Marius Bogfae are planning to make the Easter Festival public for real?" Penna asked as she changed from her volunteering outfit into the one she had been given the last time she had seen Kit. "That's so nice of them."
"Hey, back home we do parties where everyone's invited!" Kit pointed out. She then blinked.
"What?" Penna asked right before putting her shirt on.
"I can't believe I didn't notice before that you had a tattoo on your back," Kit said. She pointed a finger at Penna's mark of villainy, making Penna gasped when she realized that she forgot about its existence. Kit's eyes nearly popped. "Wait, why on earth do you have Kraken Acupuncture Needles on it?"
"Say, how about we join the others for the Easter Festival preparations?" Penna roughly put on her shirt and led Kit out of the orphanage before the later could say anything. At Penna's suggestion, they took shortcuts through the alleys (unlike on the Isle, the alleys are very harmless) since Penna didn't want to stir the fright of the locals until they reached Green Grove, the greenest outdoor theater that you could possibly find in the area with a view of the blue sea and the rows made of genuine green grass surrounding an oval field larger than Auradon Prep itself. Usually, Green Grove was used for outdoor shows during warmer seasons like whenever gypsies came by or when the circus came in town. But now, it was the area selected for this year's Easter Festival by those organizing it.
"To think the royals usually organize the Easter Festival indoors at the palace," Penna said in awe.
"Wait here, I'll go tell Bug Fly you arrived." Kit made her way down the rows, leaving Penna to sit and wait patiently while Kit reached the other end of the field, where she found Bug Fly going through some papers with Junk and a few other party organizers from their kingdom.
"I've come with some reports, Your Highness," she told Bug Fly quietly.
"You are all excused," Bug Fly told the organizers. They politely bowed to him and made their way, leaving the trio alone. "Speak."
"Turns out that these natives can handle parent-less children very well: well-sized and well-provided beds, three warm meals that are different every day to give a sense of international culinary diversity, good quality clothes, toys, education, and medical aid provides through non-profit donations and professional experts," Kit said. "Oh, and I also found your friend volunteering there."
Bug Fly looked past Kit's shoulder and saw Penna waiting patiently and accepting a passing servant's offer to try out one of their chestnut soups. His eyes gleamed with excitement and he prepared to get up until Kit held him down cautiously. "I should warn you, Your Highness, that I found Kraken Acupuncture Needles on her back."
"What?" Bug Fly narrowed his eyes in a mix of anger and concern. "How did she get them?"
"I don't know, your Highness. I can't believe I didn't notice it the last time we saw her, but those needles look like they've been on her for a very long time and that there have been attempts to remove them rather painfully. And the strangest part is that she tried to avoid talking about it. I mean, she literally pushed me out of the orphanage and had us go through alleys to get here!"
"I bet those humans put them on her and told her not to tell anyone!" Junk suggested. "Is this how they treat citizens here, Your Highness? By nailing Kraken Acupuncture Needles?"
"Those needles are usually used by villains and were prohibited in the past from what I read," Bug Fly pondered until he came up with something. "Keep your mouths shut about it and act like nothing suspicious is going on. We'll keep trying to be friends with Viper Eyes and also try to get the truth about how she got the needles in the first place. When you get the chance, have one of my messengers make a dash back to the Fae Realm and bring back one of the magic history books I have..."
"You know how the Bog King and the Fairy Queen feel about you using magic, Your Highness," Junk warned.
"I' m doing it for a good cause! Just do what you're told!" Junk nodded to the prince and made his way out. As for the prince, he got up and cracked his knuckles. "Kit, make sure the others know what they're doing." He sprung his wings open and flew towards the other side of Green Grove, where he found Penna enjoying the last bit of the chestnut soup she had been offered. "Viper Eyes! How have you been lately?" He greeted her with a warm smile as he landed.
"Besides the fact that you guys make amazing chestnut soup, I'm doing well, thank you," Penna greeted him back right when a servant came by to collect her empty soup bowl. She got up from her seated position and clasped her hands together. "So I see you guys are planning to do the Easter Festival outdoors."
"Indeed," Bug Fly said as he led her down the green steps to get to the big field. "See, back in our kingdom..."
"The Fae Realm?"
"Yes...Wait, how did you know?" Bug Fly looked puzzled.
"Oh, I have a couple friends who met Prince Marius at the evening dinner on the day he arrived and the prince left off because they bugged him for some reason and they tried to make it up to them by letting him organize the Easter Festival." She shrugged. "Naturally I don't like royals and their petty issues, but I can't lie when I say that each party had valid arguing points." She sighed in relief. "At least it's good to now that the trouble back there was none of my responsibility." She looked grim when she said the last sentence.
"Oh..." Bug Fly could feel himself both scolding and reassuring himself. Positively speaking, not telling Viper Eyes just yet that he was the Prince of the Fae Realm was a good way of earning her friendship without her hating him just yet, but...Who knew what would happen when she found out?
His thoughts were interrupted by a fairy organizer with grey hair and a green uniform. He carried a scroll in his arms. "Excuse me, milord, but I'd like to discuss the perimeters and layouts of the festival with you."
"Proceed." Bug Fly grimaced a bit: even though his servants and staffs made it clear that he didn't want to be called by his title while Viper Eyes was around, they still called him names indicating that he was their superior. Meanwhile, the fairy organizer unrolled the paper, revealing a blueprint of Green Grove.
"Clearly the geography differences between Auradon and our kingdom are mostly related to size, but after some further analyzing, we concluded that we can put most of the Easter Festival right here, depending on the amount of citizens who end up coming..." The fairy organizer said.
"The Easter Festival is supposed to be open to all folks," Bug Fly told the organizer. "We agreed at the conference table yesterday that I'm not soiling the Fae Realm's royal family reputation by making this a snobby party!"
"Of course, milord, it's just that I also don't know if we should risk offending our hosts even more by not preserving any of their traditions."
"If I may, sir," Penna politely cut in and told the organizer, "you can never experience new things if you don't try something new. So how will Auradon know how the Fae Realm does its festivities if it's only going to do what the other expects?" She pointed at the blueprint. "What were some of the installations planned for the festival?"
"Well, we're planning on using the central field as a stage and dance floor for music performances, dancing, and other presentations, and since the rows encircling the field are incredibly large, we'll be placing stands on them," the fairy organizer explained to her.
"Yes, each of them is big enough to hold 300 people and 10 to 15 caravans..."
"Caravans?" Bug Fly asked.
"Mobile homes for those who travel," Penna said. "Green Grove also serves as a tourist camping area. They only close it if there's a performance going on. So judging by the facts, you should be able to place around 10 stands as you wish. Although, I would check out for possible dangers by getting a good security service. Sure, nobody in Auradon would be dumb enough to commit suicide by jumping off a theater row, but safety reassurance is the best."
"That sounds excellent," Bug Fly agreed. "Have the builders get on it," he told the organizer.
"Right away, milord and milady." He bowed his head to them and made his way to a group of builders working on building the stage while Bug Fly, in the meantime, looked at Penna with an impressed gaze.
"Wow. You're such a natural," he said. His comment surprised Penna, who bit her lip at the thought of how her life experiences defined Penna being 'natural' as 'a puppet of the man who created you'. Of course, there were moments in her life when she was nothing like Voldemort when she was still evil, but still, most of the bad events created by her had been caused by her parent for real.
"You have no idea," she mumbled out loud. "I've you've met me decades ago..."
"Sorry, I'm not raised to ask a lady's age," he said as they walked around the stands that were being settled on the rows. Bug Fly took a pause and a long sniff in the air, puzzling Penna until he spoke. "Shocking how you still manage to stay so healthy for someone who's past a hundred years old."
"What...How did...Huh?" Her baffled reaction made him chuckle.
"You'd be surprised how living in a kingdom with a grand population of flowers and scented plants can help you develop a detailed sense of smell." Bug Fly patted her shoulder in comfort. "If it makes you more reassured, do know that you smell nothing like the usual 100 year old corpse and more like the sixteen-year-old fresh violet that's been dipping in snake oil."
"You're...the second guy who's crazy enough to compliment my perfume," she said. "I gave a concussion to the first one and he's dead."
"That must have been one heck of a concussion," Bug Fly said. He looked up in the sky. "And I thought that was how couples met. It sure worked for my parents."
"Your mother gave your father a concussion on the first day?" Penna gasped. She then looked up as well. "I thought it was usually the guy who makes the first move."
"I know, right?" Bug Fly said in agreement. "They met when my father tried to hold my aunt for ransom and my mother punched him and told him she'll have his have his head on a stick." He rubbed his chin at the thought of it. "Turns out he has quite a taste for tough girls for someone who used to be a villain..."
"Your father was a villain too?" Penna's reaction made her accidently bump into a servant carrying a silver dish full of punch. The juice spilled onto her and stained her clothes. "Good Oberon!" The servant exclaimed.
"No, it's my fault!" Penna exclaimed while her mind was fighting against the evil Penna's insistence of slapping the servant. She got up and pleaded with Bug Fly. "Don't blame the servant, it's my fault I wasn't paying attention!" She paused at the sweet scent of the punch staining her skin and pressed her thumb on her lips to try it. "What a good punch! Is this nectar juice?" The servant nodded her head.
"I'm sincerely sorry, milord," the servant told Bug Fly.
"We still have time until the Easter Festival and making more nectar juice punch isn't a problem," he said. A goblin guard gave him a towel to cover Penna with. "And since we're crazily prepared, we also have a tent for emergency clothing replacement."
Minutes later, at the emergency clothing tent
The emergency clothing tent was a tent in the low areas of Green Grove with a good view of the sea where it was meant to serve as placement of clothing, accessories, and other apparel utilities in the royal tent. A nice rose red carpet was on the soft grass, tables and chairs were settled for dining at the center, a floral curtain acted as a door for the entrance, and a folding screen made with green leaf fabric was covering Penna and Kit while the latter poured a bucket full of water and lavender-scented soap, making Penna yelp.
"Cold water? Really?" Penna grumbled as she took a clean towel to dry herself thoroughly.
"Hey, it's the emergency tent, not the spa!" Kit pointed out. "Boss, where's the trunk full of clothing for women?"
"By the bead box!" Bug Fly was waiting for them at the table, where he was busy using flowers and leaves to sew boutonnières with great focus until he briefly looked up at the vanity mirror facing him a few feet away from the table. His needle dropped from his fingers and onto the table when he saw that the mirror was reflecting an angled view of what was going on behind the folding screen. Kit was going through the trunk, which was no surprise to him, but it was Viper Eyes' appearance that stunned him the most while she dried her hair and stood up in all her form.
Many individuals, especially the males, have known about and seen the beauty of Penna's physical appearance, but none like Bug Fly have lived to get the opportunity to see her naked without her knowing. Bug Fly's eyes began to grow a sense of desire when he saw those graceful lavender colored curves that made her slender, hourglass figure look so smooth, her hips desirable as fruits in a tree, and the perfectly sized plump breasts tantalizing enough to make any male jump at her and feast on the milk her chest contained. The lovely neck that seemed fresh out of kisses, the long black teal-streaked hair that flowed down her waist...
That's when he saw it: a ghastly black diagram of a fourteen-pointed star, each point designed like the moon glyph of death, and in the center, a screaming purple girl was being constricted to death by a green snake. The only thing worse than that design scarring the lovely creature's back were scratches, bruises, and red marks that indicated that severe medical attention had failed its purpose when tending to this patient. And the dots in the moon glyphs...Bug Fly recognized them as the Kraken Acupuncture Needles that Kit told him about.
Questions stirred his mind as he looked away from the mirror to think and went back to sewing boutonnières, which always helped him to clear his thoughts. In the end, he came up with a good conclusion: until Junk could get a messenger to come back with the book he needed, Bug Fly would continue to get to know his knew friend and see if he could find out why she had the Needles in the first place while dealing with the entire 'possible alliance or rivalry' issue with King Ben at the same time.
"OK, what is it with you morphing the clothes we give you?" he heard Kit complaining from behind the folding screen.
"I'm sorry!" Viper Eyes said anxiously. "I can't help myself!"
"Is everything alright?" Bug Fly asked.
"Boss, she morphed the clothes we gave her...again!" Kit led Viper Eyes out of the folding screen. "The first time we did this, I could handle it, but this is ridiculous!"
"I swear on the River Styx I didn't mean to," Viper Eyes said. "I have an aura issue that won't...approve on nice clothing."
"Are you suggesting we don't have good clothes of good quality?" Kit asked, insulted.
"Not that kind of nice!" Viper Eyes rolled her bluish eyes, making them look like diamonds to Bug Fly. "Nice as in good guys, bright colors, sunshine, cupcakes, rainbows, or I'm going to save the world in tights and a red cape and live happily ever after while riding into the sunset on my noble steed! My aura will only let me wear stuff like darkness, tight fabric, female fatale, snakeskin, or I'm going to take over the world by crushing my enemies!"
"It definetly sounds like my type of style if you exclude the entire take over the world," Bug Fly shrugged as he admired the clothing Viper Eyes was now wearing: a sleeveless teal petal shirt with a mandarin collar and slithering snake patterns, black flare pants with purple flowers and snake vines designed on the ends, and black bondage boots. Her majestic hair was fashioned just like on the day they just met, only violet flowers and dark green leaves were included as well to give a more floral attire, fang earrings and leaf-based cuff bracelets. "I bet my mother would have loved your aura's sense of fashion."
"Really?" She blushed. Before she could say anything, Kit and Bug Fly tensed wen they saw the shadows created by the light moving in the tent in a strange pattern. His wings shook a bit. "What's going on?" she asked.
The curtain opened and an elf servant came in. "Milord, King Ben and a couple of his friends have come passing by in the hopes of speaking with you. Fairy Godmother is among them. What do you expect us to tell them?"
Viper Eyes trembled nervously. Bug Fly took it as a hint that she was afraid of the humans or something. "Kit, go out there with the others and politely tell the humans that I had to make an errand."
"Yes, sir!" Kit and the servant rushed out through the curtain while he took Penna by the hand and dragged her out the back. "Meanwhile, you and I have to go do an errand. What's the farthest place to eat you can think of?"
"The Sebastian Groove Bar?" Penna suggested. She then saw that they were running very fast until he got hold of her well enough to hold her in his arms and jumped of the ground. Penna screamed until he saw his wings sprouting open, causing the purple glass-like patterns on the wings to sparkle like diamonds under the sunlight as he flew above the blue ocean.
"Sorry about that," he said sincerely. "I mostly rely on air travel to move around."
"No, you're fine!" Penna clutched his tunic a bit tightly. "I just forgot what it was like to fly!"
"You had wings?" He looked at her.
"I'd gladly talk about it but only on solid ground!"
"Right! Which way am I going?"
"Northeast!"
He didn't hesitate and flew like a jet by the waves crashing onto the cliffs in zigzags, horizontally as he went upward and left the blue ocean for a world of green trees and a large field of flowers diverse in colors and fragrance. The two of them looked at the sights in amazement.
"What a field!" He exclaimed! "It almost reminds me of my home!"
"That field is part of a floral preserve!" Penna said. "Since most of them are endangered species of flowers, Auradon has them in the preserve and forbidden to any human who wants to pick them!"
They then flew a bit more upward and by a flock of doves that sailed the clouds in perfect unity. Bug Fly held Penna tightly to keep her from falling while she stared in amazement at the ocean beneath her as it reflected the lights of the sun. He then went downward to be close enough to the water and Penna could reach out and touch it, creating a trail of crystal waters behind them.
Finally, they saw a couple buildings in a seaside area. With her directions, he managed to land in a safe area near Sebastian's Groove Bar.
"Wow!" She was out of breath and nearly losing her balance. Fortunately, Bug Fly helped her stand up.
"Shall we go inside?"
He gentlemanly escorted her inside the small blue building that was Sebastian's Groove Bar until Penna froze when she saw who was greeting them at the entrance like an usher. "Crystal?" Penna exclaimed.
The daughter of Jareth recognized Penna and was about to say something until Penna covered the latter's mouth. "He doesn't me and I don't know him and we won't know who we are until we've established a trusting friendship. So I'm begging you, Crystal, just play in the act, find us a private table where no one will see and bother us, and don't tell anyone, and I swear on the River Styx that I'll make it up to you! OK?"
Crystal nodded her head and Penna released her hand from Crystal, who merely shrugged. "Fine by me," she said, "but if Ben and the Fairy Godmother put me on the suspect list, then you owe me a trip to the spa until graduation!" She looked at the paper on her desk. "So a table for too for VIPs only with a folding screen to give you privacy and our special Friday menu?"
"Wait, how come you work here?" Penna asked. "I thought Ben allowed the treasury to provide the VKs with an allowance, including the royal ones."
"What's a VK?" Bug Fly asked. "A form of disability?"
"How I wish," Crystal rolled her eyes. "To answer your question, uh..." Crystal frowned at Penna. "What am I supposed to call you?"
"Viper Eyes and him Bug Fly." Penna frowned when she saw Crystal giggling in amusement. "What now?"
"Nothing," Crystal snorted. "Just that... Abbreviate 'Bug Fly' and you get the abbreviation for 'boyfriend'!" Crystal's comment made Penna blush in embarrassment when she realized her accidental mistake. "Oh, and to answer your question Viper Eyes, my dad managed to convince Ben and the others that even though I'm not living with anymore, I'm still grounded of my allowance until the Goblin New Year." Crystal crossed her arms and pouted. "You go to a boarding school overseas and you still have to work to make a living!"
"I hate to interrupt your...disturbing paternal relationship, but about that table?" Bug Fly said politely.
"Oh, yeah!" Crystal uneasily clasped her hands together. "I can get you the private table and all, but it's karaoke and comedy night and since it's rude for the audience to ignore the people on stage, the folding screen won't be available."
"Great!" Penna pinched her nose in frustration. "Now how the Hell can I go inside a restaurant with my friend without people running at the sight of me?"
"Glad you asked." Crystal snapped her fingers, making a crystal ball appear in her fingers.
Minutes later
Crystal's 'miraculous' solution was to have them wear costumes that would pass them off as normal citizens, which meant using wigs, big shirts for tucking wings, gloves, and toe-covering boots. Positively speaking, they had their table and weren't bothered by the other customers.
"This is fun but uncomfortable," Bug Fly said while stretching the collar of his grey baggy sweatshirt. Add in the green gym pants, brown running boots, black leather gloves, sunglasses, and grey baseball cap on top of a black side parted wig, he looked like a hip hop lover. Meanwhile, Penna looked uncomfortable in her long, brick red wig, black trench coat dress that reached her ankles, and black high-heeled shoes.
"This is definetly Embarrassing Moment #5," Penna grumbled. "I'm wearing a red wig."
"Positively speaking, we'll be able to have a nice dinner together," he reassured her as he put a napkin on his lap. Bug Fly then looked up and saw Penna briefly pulling down her sunglasses to give him an uneasy look. "Is something wrong?"
"Sorry..." She put her accessory back on. "It's just...I never exactly had a two-person meal with a...member of the opposite gender. Or even socialized with. My father never let me..."
"Oh." He looked at her with sincere pity. "I remember you said that he was quite unloving. Just how horrible is he?"
"How horrible he was. He's dead now, but my memories of him still haunt me." She rested her hands on the table and flipped them over so that he could see her palms. At first, they looked normal to the human eye, but when Bug Fly had a closer look, he saw that the veins were wrestling with one another like tangled vines, and when he pressed a thumb on each palm, he could actually feel the veins agitate like boiling water. "There's good people everywhere in Auradon, but then there's also bad people, and my father was among the second category. And the thing is...depending on who your parents are or were, everybody assumes or expects that you'll turn out just like them. My father...was among the people who assumed that I'd end up just like him: a terrible person. So, after nobody gave me the benefit of the doubt, I gave up trying to be good and just let myself be evil. Now I just regret my mistake..." She looked down at the cloth filled with smiling crab designs that covered the table as memories of her past taunted her mind again.
Bug Fly solemnly caressed her skin with his thumbs as he held her hands in his, calming her down a little. "My father used to be a villain in the past..." He spoke up and got her attention. "He almost sounds like yours now that I think about it: he tried to destroy love because he thought it was dangerous and would create chaos by destroying, weakening, and rotting order. He even tried destroying primrose flowers..."
"Ugh, I wouldn't blame him." Penna shuddered. "I hate pink."
"I know, right? Way too bright and stereotypically girly!" Bug Fly shuddered as well. "But while he seemed villainous to others, my father's actions made sense: in our world, primroses are used to make love potions, but when he tried to use the potion and it didn't work, he tried to destroy love and the potion because he didn't want others to end up heartbroken like him. He...incorrectly believed it's because he was too hideous to love, even with a love potion. Most of my...appearance comes from him, a goblin, while the rest of my DNA is from my mother, a fairy. So..." He shrugged. "Some people just don't know who I'll end up as the most, but personally I like to think that I'm like each of them equally." He held her hands a bit more tightly. "Your father might have been evil and your mother might have been hopefully better than him, but that doesn't mean you have to pick which one of them you have to follow on the most. You're still their daughter but you're someone else unique in the middle who decides how she wants to lead her life on. You and other people can keep saying how horrible you are, but when I see that look in your eyes and the way you've been stepping up, I can tell you really are that someone else."
Penna blinked in amazement at Bug Fly's speech. Was that how he honestly saw her? You're still their daughter but you're someone else unique in the middle who decides how she wants to lead her life on. He really thought that she could be whoever she wanted to be while accepting her heritage at the same time? When I see that look in your eyes and the way you've been stepping up, I can tell you really are that someone else.
They heard some sniffing and saw Crystal trying to hold back tears as she carried a tray full of food. "That is by far the most romantic thing I've ever heard..." she whimpered.
"Just serve the food," they both said flatly. They parted their hands in order to make way for the clam dish and Caesar salads that they ordered.
"Oh, by the way, the karaoke will soon be starting!" Crystal quickly gave them their drinks as she rushed off. The lights in the restaurant turned to the small stage and the audience clapped when they saw Dusk Shimmer speaking on the microphone.
"Thank you all for letting the St Luther karaoke club perform at the Sebastian Groove Bar on this lovely evening," she said while gesturing to the members of her club. "And to thank you wonderful people, we'll let any of you pick a song for us to sing!"
"How about 'You and Me and The Beat'?" Bug Fly suggested out loud, making Penna blink at him.
"And here we go then! We'll be doing 'You and Me and The Beat' with our friend from Auradon Prep...Sirenius Dazzle!"
The customers applauded when they saw the country's beloved musician from the Isle walk up to the stage with a microphone as well. Lights dimmed down and the music led to the karaoke performance between the son of Adagio Dazzle and the daughter of Sunset Shimmer.
Sirenius: No, you don't need a reason
Just get up and dance
When you turn up the music
Let it blast
Dusk: You know we got the whole world
In the palm of our hands
Don't let it go
Sirenius: Don't let it go
Dusk: Don't let it go
Both: Cause now,
You're living life out loud
With your head up in the clouds
Yeah it feels so right right now, now, now
Hey
You and me and the beat
Go great together
[x3]
You and me and the beat go great together now
Oooooooo
You and me
Go great together
[x2]
Dusk: Anything can happen
Any time or place
From the floor to the rafters
To outer space
Sirenius: We can move any mountain
Just push the pace
Just let it flow
Dusk: Just let it flow
Sirenius: Just let if flow
Both: Cause now,
You're living life out loud
With your head up in the clouds
Yeah it feels so right right now, now, now
Hey
You and me and the beat
Go great together
[x3]
You and me and the beat go great together now
Oooooooo
You and me
Go great together
[x2]
Sirenius: When we're together
Somehow it works
Dusk: And having real friends
Makes it worth it
Both: And in the future
When we both look through that
Rear view mirror
We'll know
We had good times
You and me and the beat
Go great together
[x3]
You and me and the beat go great together now
Oooooooo
You and me
Go great together
[x2]
