Spells and Louds
Chapter 294: May the 4th be musical
(Spellman Estate, music studio.)
Neil finally arrives. "Okay, so we're all here and ready for whatever song Luna, Sam and Lincoln have made."
Among them are also Lincoln, Linka, Sunset, Luna, Sam, Gwen, Sergei, Boomer and Gyro, and Manny Rivera and Frida Suarez.
Luna and Lincoln look to the two pre-teens in the room watching them.
"Why are they here again?" asked Luna in annoyance.
"They said they wanted to see how we make music, but not as famous or popular. Just our normal musical get together" replied Sergei.
Luna and Lincoln didn't really feel happy with their presence. This made things awkward. "You guys wanna bet this will turn into a fight?" asked Boomer.
"No!" they all replied.
"Okay, so which song do we start?" asked Neil.
"We should start with little bro's, he made a song yesterday and he said it was inspired after playing a game and it will have some cursing so just a little heads up" said Luna.
"Inspired by a game?" asked Sunset. Then she realizes. "Oh! Team Fortress 2!"
"The game we played yesterday?" asked Gyro.
"Sounds cool, who's singing in it?" asked Boomer.
"You two" replied Lincoln.
"Huh?" asked Gyro.
"Excuse me?" asked Boomer.
Linka then hands them the lyric sheets and they read it. "Oh I get it! I'm Junkrat! Honestly I thought I'd play Pyro's role" said Boomer.
"Boomer, Pyro doesn't speak. In fact I don't even know what Pyro even says with that mask on him" said Neil.
"Why am I Demoman? Is it because I'm Scottish?" asked Gyro.
"Yes" replied Lincoln as he checks the recording table.
Gyro sighs. "Of course you'd say that. Let's get this over with."
"This should be good" replied Sergei with a slight chuckle. 'Why am I here anyway?'
Gyro and Boomer get into the room and ready their microphones. "You guys ready?" asked Linka.
"As ready as we'll ever be" replied Boomer and Gyro.
They then start the beat. Aussie style first!
Boomer: You know, I'm no DJ. But you can always count on me to spin that Shi-(Alarm clock sound!)
Like a Riptire, to a lit match.
I'm about to explode on this track.
That's right, Junkrat primed and ready!
I'll have you bouncin' high as Betty!
Send you flying' right outta your boots!
I'd call that a fine howdyado! (Bye-bye.)
Demoman, better head back to your base.
Oh wait - I flattened the place! (Sorry.)
I get paid loads thanks to payloads.
No joke – I'll leave your bank broke!
Lay low, because I'm on a roll.
Get it? Fire in the hole!
You look sad like a bomb that got defused.
Are you mad cause I got more balls than you?
PHD, call me Dr. Boom!
Hope you got a plan B, cause you're getting knocked up.
Gyro: Eww!
I smell trash a burnin'.
Must be this disgusting scrappy vermin.
No worry, I'll demolish the freak.
After all, he's a homage to me!
Talkin' explosives? I wrote the book.
Everything you know, you just took.
You're not my rival, you're just a fan.
Junkrat's first name must be Stan. (Ha!)
All he wanted as an autograph.
I'll sign a grenade and launch it back. (Here you go!)
Mine move faster, hide you bastard.
Area controlled, time to capture!
I've got plenty of sticky bombs.
You're wimpy mines are gimpy ones.
So come a little closer, click you're done.
Bloody hell! Me whiskey's gone! (No!)
Both: This town ain't big enough for both of us!
Stick around and someone's bound to blow it up.
Setting you on fire.
Then I'll liquefy ya!
Gyro: Time to meet you're maker!
Boomer: Time that you retire!
Gyro: You should blow some hell on your face you wee little lad!
Boomer: Oh what a day! What a lovely day! (For what?)
For some mayhem, wouldn't ya say? (Yay!)
You call me a fan but I do your job better!
Whenever you're off on another long bender.
What a role model, hung over much?
Throw you in the drunk tank - sober up.
Even if you're not in my line of sight.
I got a bangin' bank shot - dynamite!
I'm immune to any mine I drop.
Boohoo, you lost an eye, Cyclops!
I lost my whole leg and yet.
I still find a way to stay a step ahead!
I take no fall damage, ain't afraid of height.
Survived an apocalypse, it was a delight.
Even if you kill me, I'm not done explodin'.
Can't keep up? You're stuck reloadin'.
Gyro: You've got a few tangled wires.
Forget explosive, stick with tires!
You may have range, I'm an expert in melee.
I'll take a nine iron right to your brain mate!
What a pansy, pransin' about.
Head full of eyeballs, I'll whack em out.
You want the high ground? I wouldn't dare.
I can strafe while I'm in the air. (Wee!)
I've got skill, you need only luck.
Guts and glory, mostly guts!
They'll have to glue you back together in hell.
With a closed casket at your wake as well.
Keep your gold, I have intelligence.
You're a psycho, I fight with elegance.
Turn this rat to a pile of junk.
Even while I'm half-blind and drunk. (Kill em' all!)
Both: This town and bit enough for both of us.
Stick around and someone's bound to blow it up.
Setting you on fire.
Then I'll liquefy ya!
Gyro: Time to meet you're maker!
Boomer: Time that you retire!
Boomer: I do have a high IQ, by that I mean income quota.
The only cache you'll take form me, is the kind that'll blow up!
Nobody knows who you are anymore.
This rap is your resurrection. (Your welcome.)
You're nowhere near my level.
Then again you lack the depth perception.
Just read the comments under this song.
Something tells me you're gonna bomb.
My bodyguard will bust you up!
Roadhog: Argh, what is gonna shut you up?
Boomer: My limp won't hinder victory since I have the better half.
You laid the blueprints for me, you're truly a demo, man!
Gyro: If I'm your blueprint, why aren't you an improvement?
You're a lightweight and a nuisance, with a side kick who thinks you're useless. (True.)
The outback taught you survival skills, but you're no built for fightin'.
If you're so rich then where'd you get your weapons? Dumpster diving? (Yup!)
Now we're talking trash.
Since you actually set that standard. (Rubbish!)
Beware the dangers of radiation.
Wait, you are the cancer!
My liver is in better shape than you.
And I drink as much as you weight – times two!
Not so bloody cocksure now?
Head on home to Junkertown!
Oh that's right, you got locked out!
Both: This town ain't big enough for both of us.
Stick around and someone's bound to blow it up.
Setting you on fire.
Then I'll liquefy ya!
Gyro: Time to meet you're maker!
Boomer: Time that you retire!
The two of them remove their headsets.
"There was so much insults back there" said Gyro. "And it felt good being Demoman, for once."
"Junkrat would love this song, and nice touch adding the Roadhog recorded voice Lunes" said Boomer.
"Was able to snag some voices from other worlds to make it work, also this was Lincoln's idea" replied Luna.
The others clap at the rap battle song they did. "Now that was, kinda mean" said Sergei.
"Team Fortress vs Overwatch? We should make another one" said Neil.
Sunset chuckles. "Maybe next time dad. So whats next?"
"I'm afraid to see what happens when Junkrat meets Demoman, chances it's going to get explosive!" said Linka.
"Or they might team up and blow everything to smithereens" replied Boomer.
"So true" replied Gyro.
Frida was impressed by what Lincoln made and choosing the right guy to match the song. 'He's pretty good, I guess Luna helped him become the next musical family member. He is so lucky!'
Lincoln and Linka then reset everything after storing the song into the computer. "Let's go with the two songs Luna made. Dad you're up" said Lincoln.
"Oh hell yeah" said Neil as he enters. He then checks the lyric sheet and puts on his headset. "Oh, so we're doing a "We hate the Nazi's thing" Awesome!"
"Got the idea last month after seeing some video game ads online, I think it was called Wolfenstein" said Luna.
"I know that game. I never got a chance to play it" said Sunset.
"Same, but I know it's bloody and has so much shooting and Nazi's" said Lincoln.
Neil then puts on his headset. "Let's kill it up people!"
They start the beat.
Neil: (Chuckles.) Now I know why you call yourselves the master race.
Because damn you bastards can run like hell. (Laughs!)
Nazi's must be masochists. (Why?)
Because they asked for this. (Oh.)
I'm BJ Blazkowicz, the opposite of pacifists.
I came to cleanse the planet of oppressive savages.
The statue of liberty has the only ass I'd kiss. (Damn!)
I came to shake the game up, make the water choppy. (Whoa!)
First I need some wheels man, I'm feeling really wobbly.
But I'm rollin' with the punches just like my papa taught me.
I'm like a new colossus, got up and started walking.
Somebody tell the Fuhrer to call off his paparazzi.
We're not big fans of propaganda because we are not sheep.
Watch me drop each Nazi, like an awfully hot pot of coffee.
That's a lot of blood for one body, if you got a problem bitch, then call mommy!
"Frau, help its Terror Billy!" That's right I'll scare you silly!
A nation tainted with your hatred, makes it very filthy.
Aw shit! Did I trigger you bigot?
When I slit your neck open let it split like a spigot?
I'll plant this axe in your face, slash out your throat!
Bash in your skull, snap every bone!
Crackshot your heads pop, and explode!
Soaked in Nazi blood, head to toe.
I gotta believe in a world.
Where Nazi's are not on top.
And the people are heard.
Call of this Holocaust!
Do you remember when this torch was burning brighter?!
Must be a sign that now's the time to stoke the fire!
I don't know why you Nazi's rally behind this fucking blowfish.
Sit down and listen to this strictly clinical diagnosis.
Mr. Hitler - a sadistic little rager.
Psychopathic, bitchy, narcissistic dictator.
Disposition of a child with belligerent behavior.
But he'll shit and piss himself before he gets me into danger.
I got this toilet paper with some swastikas on em'.
So if you gotta wipe your bottom, not a problem, I brought em.
I can prescribe you cyanide, gotta swallow all of em'.
And if I knew Adolf's father I would've bought em some condoms. (Yeah!)
Oh, thank got I'm not a chip off the block.
'Cause I'm not like the man my father was.
My mama's gone, but not all is lost.
I'm in a holocaust and it's gotta stop.
I don't wanna, but if I gotta drop a bomb.
I'll do it, not a qualm.
Listen to my gritty inner monologue.
The new colossus has gotten up.
Cannons ignite, meltdown your skin.
Shatter your spine, rip limb from limb.
Swallow your pride, might make you choke.
You should take that milkshake to go.
I want freedom!
Give me liberty or give me death.
Let's get even.
I'm in deep but I keep my head.
And I'll lead em'!
Run on empty till the endings dead.
I want (what?)
I said, I want (what?)
I said, I want (what?)
I said, I want freedom. Now!
Mama told me "Grow up to be anything you want kid."
Won't become a racist motherfucker like my pops did.
I left for the army and I went to war undaunted.
If you got a problem make like a nuke and drop it.
Got a date with death, but damn it's made me all the wiser.
Turning dirty Nazi German's into fertilizer.
Any final words? Every single time it's "Scheisse!"
I don't call it crime if you're a Hitler - sympathizer.
Try to put me down like a dog who got the rabies.
Soon you'll see the animal if you go near my babies.
Call myself a gentleman, I'd never hit a lady.
General Engel doesn't count, that bitch is fucking crazy!
I gotta believe in a world.
Where Nazi's are not on top.
And the people are heard.
Call of this Holocaust!
Do you remember when this torch was burning brighter?!
Must be a sign that now's the time to stoke the fire!
Neil takes in some breathes after that. "Wow, that was awesome and blood pumping!"
"That sounded very messed up. But awesome!" said Sam. "You did good going against Nazism with this song Lunes."
"Thanks, but it's not over yet" said Luna. "Mom! Come on! You're in for the next one with dad."
Gwen is shocked, but she goes in. "Gotta say, that song was wicked. Would make Hitler very angry right now."
Luna chuckles. "Then bring it! I ain't afraid of that bastard kraut."
The others were still impressed by the song. Manny and Frida did not know this song had so many bad words in it. But to Frida, it was impressive.
Lincoln and Linka then give them the thumbs up that they're ready.
Neil and Gwen both look to the new lyric sheets. "Oh, so it's a duo song kinda thing, nice" said Neil.
"Let's do it then" replied Gwen.
They start the beat.
Neil: These are the moments!
That will go down in history.
Evils among us.
And it will live on in infamy!
That the best you got?
Then your best won't do.
You among wolves now.
And these are our woods.
Gwen: One thing papa taught me.
Weak is something I cannot be.
Giving up is not an option, sorry.
Listen up all you Nazi's!
If you get my back on ropes, I'll fight on.
I'm the reason why you keep a nightlight on.
But I'm a lot worse than a bad dream.
Been a minute since these German's had sleep.
Neil: Scheisse!
Gwen: If you ask me after this.
The SS will have had their asses kicked!
Fact, or my last name ain't Blazkowicz.
And you know BJ is my daddy, bitch!
Herr Hitler was scared of him.
Better double up fear with the terror twins.
Nothing gonna come between us.
If you try, trust me then you're gonna see blood!
No I'm not a monster, but yeah I'm scary.
I've already said it's hereditary.
Came prepared to light Paris up.
Raise all your swastikas and tear em' up!
Do you run with the wolves, or do you run with the sheep?
I've seen the evil you've sewn and now its justice you'll reap.
I sure hate sauerkraut, bad.
Anybody want some? Nah, I doubt that.
Throw it in the trash and it out fast.
You can bet that I'm gonna have a proud dad.
Neil: You've got the heart of a lion!
The eye of a tiger!
Breath of a dragon!
We are lighting a fire, cause'.
These are the moments that will go down in history.
No more am I the lone wolf, you're gonna hunt with me!
Gwen: Even at a young age.
Wasn't on a playground, I was on a gun range.
Daddy never wanted me to be unsafe.
So when I got older he gave me a 12 gage!
So what if I'm a Youngblood.
I'm running on much more than luck.
Both of us are far from underdogs.
Gotta be a wolf if you wanna run with us.
Dead is how I like my Nazi's.
Gonna make Adolf cry for mommy.
Speaking of mothers, mines a legend.
Fighting a war at nine months pregnant.
Neil: Damn!
Gwen: Talk about a role model.
I was the kinda daughter that you don't coddle.
'Cause a Blazko's always on full throttle.
The new colossus is about to double!
If you don't run with the wolves, you must be one with the sheep.
If there's not saving you soul then I'll just put you to sleep.
Could we possibly.
Live in a world of peace and harmony?
Like that'll happen, honestly.
But killing Nazi's is fun, we all agree!
Niel: You've got the heart of a lion!
The eye of a tiger!
Breath of a dragon!
We are lighting a fire, cause'.
These are the moments that will go down in history.
No more am I the lone wolf, you're gonna hunt with me!
Neil and Gwen removes their headsets and see everyone else clapping, so they take a bow.
"Now that was one awesome duet" said Boomer.
"It's like you two were waging war in song" said Sergei. "And it would truly insult Nazi's."
"Glad I got over eating sauerkraut, honestly why did I like eating that stuff with peanut butter in a sandwich?" said Lincoln.
"Same, but I mixed mine with jelly. Glad I'm over it" said Linka.
"That was kinda, cool and scary" said Frida.
"That's the point kid" replied Sunset.
"Well, that was fun. Who's next to sing?" asked Neil.
"Still you pops" Luna hands him the lyric sheets. "Sam and I made the lyrics to this song. This is just gonna be a you thing."
Gwen kisses his cheek. "Have fun dear" she then leaves the recording area and stands with the others.
Neil smiles at the lyrics. "To honor the meaning of this day, May four, or should I say: May the fourth."
Gyro chuckles. "Would be nice if Hollow was here to hear this one."
Sam starts with the keyboard beats.
Neil: I'm a dark lord - who's got no competition.
I'm not what you'd call a politician.
Cuz I didn't run for my position.
I took it with the force - It's strong with this one!
So don't be shocked when you're my next victim.
Any rebels left? Then I'm gonna sixty six em'.
Like moisture farmers with good income.
You'll no longer be in existence!
You're hatred is only gonna make you stronger!
You want a plot twist? I am you're father! (No!)
Now do my bidding, bantha fodder.
All I wanna hear from you is – Roger! Roger!
Listen, if your name is Luke can I ask you a hand?
Tell me where is the rest of your pitiful little band?
Cut me in half, I'll come back from the dead.
And at long last the Sith will have their revenge!
There's a war in the stars tonight.
And the dark side has come to shut out the light.
Wanna make a deal? Strike the bargain right.
Otherwise, sweet dreams in that carbonite!
Uh oh, Solo's triggered! Sorry Han.
Careful where you put your next target on.
Don't make me drop a Grand Moff Tarkin Bomb.
With my fire rhymes - watch out Alderaan!
We'll send em running.
If they got nothing to fight for.
Stomp out their hope.
The dark side is coming.
We'll give you something to die for.
Stomp out their hope!
Buckle up, hit the jets hard.
That's not a suggestion – it's a threat, darth.
Even if I give you a parsec head start.
You'll get as far as the second death star.
This ain't a pod race, but you wanna bet?
The dice might be rigged, have you rolled em' yet?
Mess with the rebels and you're in overhead.
I'll be the Sarlaac to your Boba Fett.
I'm like Yoda - with oversized robes and yet.
I took down an empire - never broke a sweat.
I'll destroy your war machines and battledroids.
I'm the reason Palpatine has hemorrhoids.
Yeah, I'm a little short for a storm trooper.
I only stand out cuz I'm not a poor shooter.
Checkmate, Vader you can say goodbye now.
Kenobi status – got the high ground. (Hello there.)
Scheming like a hologram.
Cuz I'm seeing right through all your plans.
Meanwhile, I'll raise the bar like a Skywalker.
Cuz I hate losing more than Chewbacca!
From Kashyyyk, to Tattooine.
Kamino's seas, Endo's forests, Jakku's heat.
I bring swag like a fashionable Naboo Queen.
Trapped between red and green blaster beams!
It's a tragedy - that I had to trash your fleet.
Cuz now we have to clean up that debris.
This galaxy ain't safe for traitors.
Now let's see the color of your lightsaber!
We're fed up with running.
If we got something to fight for.
We still got hope!
We know that you're coming.
But we still got something to fight for!
We still got hope!
Everyone stands up and claps at that song. "Now that was truly awesome!" said Sergei.
"Wow! Nice song guys!" said Linka.
Neil felt proud to sing that. "May the force be with us all!"
"Always" said Hollow. They all get startled by his sudden presence.
"What the hell?!" asked Gyro.
"Sweet mother of pearl! What the heck?!" yelled Sergei.
"Where did you come from?!" asked Gwen.
"Oh god! That was startling!" said Sunset.
"Dude!" yelled Luna and Sam.
"You're that guy who fought with us in Miracle City!" said Manny and Frida.
Hollow chuckles. "Sorry about that, but I felt an odd presence in the force and it led me here, and I was right. Nice song too, makes me feel happy with myself and the legacy I forged. Sort of."
"Dude, where the hell were you? I've been trying to call you since!" asked Gyro.
"We can discuss that later, right now I would like to be part of the next song. Which I know is also Star Wars based" replied Hollow.
"Yeah, sure thing dude. Though we're gonna need Sergei on this one too" replied Luna.
"Okay then" said Sergei. He and Hollow enter the room and they pass by Neil. "Have fun you two."
Luna and Sunset hand them the lyric sheets, Hollow removes his helmet and smiles. "Ah, Han Solo. Nice one."
"Let's do this, and why am I Lando?" asked Sergei.
"It felt right man" said Sam.
They started the beat with a classic Cantina funk theme from Tattooine, then it became western themed.
Hollow: Captain of the Millennium Falcon.
Galactically unmatched with talent.
My track records have been getting' around.
I even, had a plaque up at Jabba's palace.
A scoundrel you don't wanna throw down with.
I'll navigate an asteroid field for the challenge.
Even if I got a really bad feeling about it.
She don't look like much, she got it where it counts kid.
It'll cost if you want a ride.
Half now and the rest on the other side.
Point five past lightspeed on this flight.
But no refunds if Alderaan is fried.
Wonder why all my bars are tight?
Cuz I write raps while trapped in carbonite.
Got rhymes so hot like a Tauntaun hide.
The kind that'll keep you warm on Hoth at night.
Get on my side in a Chewbacca fight.
If you wanna keep your arm sockets tight.
Han what's wrong with the hyperdrive?
I promise, this doesn't happen often guys.
But I'll improvise, I do not rehearse.
Like when I smuggle all the money outta Jabba's purse.
Never hesitant to put my quickdraw to work.
Greedo would agree with me – cuz I shot him first!
Barkeep, sorry about the mess.
Lost count of the bounties up on my head.
Boba Fett said I owe a debt?
Too bad that the Sarlaac got boba-fed!
Just heard that the hutts are placing large bets.
That I'll make the kessel run in less than twelve parsecs.
I don't need the force, just simple tricks and nonsense.
So you can forget whatever rubbish Obi-Wan said!
Hollow and Sergei: got an Asteroid field to get through?
Never tell me the odds!
And a pretentious princess to rescue?
Never tell me the odds.
If the job don't pay, no can do.
Better step up the cost.
No clue what I'm doing, but I'll pretend to.
Just never tell me the odds.
Sergei: Straight outta cloud city, crazy young playa named Lando.
Palpatine's little schemes getting canceled.
Anakin need to stop it, he's a softy.
A jedi in denial – An Obi-Wan cannot be.
We're the aces, run the galaxy.
Try to race, get spun back to Tattooine.
I like my ship fast, like my milk blue.
Everything that you heard about me is true.
Don't blame me, blame the Lord of the Sith.
Loosen up Han, you're lookin' a little stiff. (Ha, ha.)
Lando make the track go boom!
Have you seen Jabba's behind? That's no moon.
Going undercover I'm playing a game of guess who.
Now that's Calrissian to the rescue.
The Rebel alliance, do this on the daily.
Bout to go down, better buckle up baby.
Hey, I love alien girls of any size.
When the clothes come off, it's always a surprise.
But it doesn't matter, I can always find the cookie.
Some smooth, some hairier than a wookie.
Picture me rollin' in the Millennium Falcon.
Everything'll be fine, even given the outcome.
Let me take control, I know that you like that.
The entire Empire get side-smacked, if they try to Strike Back!
Hollow and Sergei: When you get sent down the trash shoot.
Never tell me the odds.
After all the carbonite that I've slept through.
Never tell me the odds.
The cantina is our regular venue.
Let me get you a shot.
When I gamble with the men I'm in debt to.
Just never tell me the odds.
Hollow: Neck-deep in unsettled debt, but I get by.
Always on the run – you could say I let the debt fly.
When you got a blaster, who needs a jedi?
Even when I'm sick from hibernation, I'm a deadeye!
Hipfire! No scoping at all.
Rebels got a problem, they know who to call.
Me and Vader almost went toe-to-toe in a brawl.
I knocked him into the stars like an opening crawl.
Darth, me and your daughter are a pair.
She got tight buns – and I'm not talkin' hair.
Your son could use a hand, got one to spare?
He can bullseye wamprats - but no one cares.
I won the Falcon fair and square from Lando.
In sabacc, cuz I got a good hand bro.
Sorry old buddy, want her back?
I'll let ya borrow her, but not a scratch!
Cuz this hunk of junk's quick as a ship gets.
So don't diss her, you worshipfulness.
I just flew us out of a space slug's tummy.
So forgive a nerf-herder if he looks a bit scruffy.
I was a smuggler – made a lot of money.
Till a princess made rebel scum of me.
Still pretty fly for a nice guy tho.
Everybody loves you Han ….. I know.
Hollow and Sergei: In every system I'm a criminal.
Never tell me the odds.
Still got promoted to a general.
Never tell me the odds.
Spying on the empire, fly casual.
And team up with Ewoks.
When it comes to smooth talkin', I'm a natural.
I don't get cocky, but never tell me the odds!
They all clap and cheer to the song of Solo.
"Now that is how it's done, nice work with the lyrics to this song guys" said Hollow.
"Thanks Hollow, all we had to do was look for some inspiration" said Sam.
"And watch a rerun of Solo: A Star Wars Story" replied Luna.
"You guys did honor to the Star Wars franchise" said Gyro.
"Nice one guys, again you guys always know how to make good music when you get together" said Gwen.
They then exit the recording area and clean everything up.
"That was awesome! Space and cowboy themed!" said Frida.
Lincoln and Linka finish with the recording and they store the songs into the computer. "Okay, we're all done here, so let's get something to eat" said Linka.
They all make their way out of the music studio and straight for the kitchen, where Neil reheats some pizza.
"So, that was awesome" said Neil.
"You think I can tag with you guys next time?" asked Frida.
Luna and Lincoln chuckle. "No."
Frida frowns, she knows they kinda hate her. They liked her when they first met, but ever since they visited Great Lake City and she questioned Luna and her dream, things aren't looking so good with trust anymore.
"Sorry kid, trust is one thing to be earned from these two. All over again" said Sam.
Gwen scoffs. "Maybe you should've done some research on our kids and asked about what they've been through before you started questioning them."
"True" replied Neil.
Manny seems to be the only one they seem to trust, he's just a kid playing soccer and chose his hero role after the fight. He wants to help Frida regain the trust to those two, but it ain't gonna be easy.
Gyro then looks to Hollow. "Cabal!" This gets the attention of everyone.
Hollow eats his pizza and looks to the Guardian. "What?"
"Where the hell were you for the past few days?" asked Gyro. They all look towards him.
He sees Manny and Frida were still there. He then looks back to the others. "I'll tell you all what happened to me in the alternate Star Wars dimension tomorrow, I promise."
"You better" replied Linka as she grabs another soda. "You missed out on so much."
"Duchess's birthday" said Sunset as she grabs another slice.
"Barely care about that" said Hollow as he eats his slice.
"Marceline the Vampire Queen visiting Royal Woods" said Sam eating her slice.
"I was wondering when she would come here" replied Hollow as he drinks his soda.
"Jordan and her new Indominus companion" replied Lincoln as he bites his pizza.
Hollow stops eating and looks towards Lincoln. "What?"
To be continued …..
A/N: Songs of May, complete and I love these songs and the ones about Star Wars and Han Solo and soon Hollow will tell them what he did in the Clone Wars dimension, probably won't be a long chapter though. Leave a review and tell me what you all think.
"Junkrat vs Demoman" by JT Musics.
"Terror Billy" by JT Musics for Wolfenstein 2: The New Colossus.
"Run with the Wolves: by JT Musics and Andrea Storm Kaden for Wolfenstein: Youngblood's.
"Stomp out their Hope" by JT Musics for Star Wars Battlefront 2.
"Never tell me the Odds" by JT Musics and #NerdOut for Solo: A Star Wars Story.
Date made: 4/16/20 – 4/17/20.