[I've had this headcanon for forever, and here it is! Some swearing ahead! Also, no lyrics or songs mentioned here are mine. All of them belong to the queen Katy Perry.]
Knuckle had just checked Shoot out of the hospital, and was gently pushing his wheelchair. Shoot was told that he had to stay with Knuckle until his leg completely healed up, since he was in bad shape.
Knuckle was thinking of listening to music while he was driving to his home. He wanted to, but he knew that he and Shoot's tastes were very, very different. So, to avoid conflict, he turned on the radio to Shoot's favorite station. Shoot smiled as the lyrics blasted through the car.
I used to bite my tongue and hold my breath,
Scared to rock the boat and make a mess.
So, I sat quietly...
Agreed politely.
Knuckle listened to them carefully. Every note seemed like magic to him. When the chorus came along..
I've got the eye of the tiger, the fire!
Dancing through the fire 'cause I am a champion!
And you're gonna hear me roar.
He was trying hard not to start swaying his head to the beat. The song continued for what seemed like such a short time. When it was over, it was sort of disappointing to the man in the pompadour. He wanted the magical song to continue. He swore to himself that, when he was able to, when Shoot wouldn't realize it, that he would Google the lyrics to the magic song.
It was 10:00 P.M., Knuckle had just layed down in his bed to sleep. Shoot was sleeping in the guest room,so Knuckle found himself humming. The lyrics to the magical song were still in his head.
You're gonna hear me roar!
Roar...
He tried telling himself to quit it. Real men weren't obsessed with trying to find a song they'd heard on the radio. And it would be pretty embarrassing to take time out of his day just to look up song lyrics.
Even so, the lyrics bounced around his head. Eventually, he fell asleep. He promised not to waste any more time on that stupid song.
Even if it did seem magical.
"WAIT HOLD ON WHAT?! WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT?!"
"Yes, Knuckle. I TOLD YOU to look that up!"
"I don't have to sacrifice my time just to look up a stupid song, Meleoron!"
"Stupid? Is that all it is to you?"
"Well duh."
"You just went too far with that little joke, man."
"WAIT HOLD ON WHEN DID YOU GET SO TALL?!"
"No no no no no!"
"I'M SORRY BUDDY!"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
Knuckle woke up in a panic. He felt the bed, his face, and hid body. He sighed in relief when he realized it was only just a dream.
You're gonna hear me roar!
There they were again...
Dammit. There they go again., Knuckle thought. But, after the dream he'd just had, he figured, maybe he should leave the lyrics to the magical song in his head. And, he should probably look it up. You know, just in case.
He opened his laptop, and saw the time was 12:00 AM. Shoot has to be asleep, so, he put on his headphones, and then looked up the lyrics.
Not only did he find the title of the magical song, Roar, but he listened to it again. The second time he listened to it felt just as magical as the first. Then, he decided to dig deeper. He looked up the album to Roar, and found PRISM. He listened to the album and...
Oh.
My.
God.
He realized the entire album was magical. Each and every song fascinated him, his ears had never heard such magic. He listened in awe. Then, he clicked on the artist it showed, Katy Perry. He found her most popular ones, and listened to them all.
They felt just as magical as PRISM!
Teenage Dream, One of the Boys, Electric, Smile, all those albums felt so magical. His personal favorite from Smile made him almost cry.
But I'll never let them change me
'Til they cover me in daisies
Daisies, daisies.
Daisies was the title. Every time that Katy started singing, it made Knuckle feel as though he was walking on air.
I'm walking on air!
Ha... Damn, she got him good.
Eventually, he started dancing to her songs. He danced just like it was the last night of his life.
Despite it being 2:53 in the morning, he felt energized and wide awake.
I'm wide awake!
Shit, Katy got him again.
It wasn't until 5:29 that Knuckle realized he needed his rest. He took off his headphones, closed his laptop, and layed down. He pulled the sheets over his head, and fell asleep.
Shoot woke up, and, had a weird, weird feeling something had happened to Knuckle while he was asleep. So, he knocked on the door, and Knuckle unlocked and opened it. The man with his hair down was shocked at the sight that behold him.
Knuckle was barely awake, his eyes were so baggy. He was smiling, though.
"Knuckle, what happened?" His friend asked him.
"Nothing.. just couldn't get sleep.. yawn!" Knuckle said as he was struggling to keep his eyes open.
"Dude, you don't look too good. Try and get some rest!"
"No! You came in here because you needed me! I-is your leg- snortsshhh! "
Knuckle had collapsed on the floor, right in front of Shoot. He was stunned. He'd never seen his friend like this.
Despite his leg being practically destroyed, he got up from his wheelchair, then picked up his friend, and carried him into his bed.
Then he noticed something.
A pair of blue headphones were connected to his laptop, and there was Knuckle's phone by the bed.
And then, to top it all off, he heard singing.
"You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream.."
What? Was Knuckle singing in his sleep?
Shoot shook his head and returned to his wheelchair. These kinds of things weren't meant for him to handle. So, he called Meleoron.
"Hey, I think Knuckle has an obsession with something. Can you come over? The address is xxxxxxxx"
Soon, Meleoron was there and in Knuckle's room. He sat on the edge of the bed, watching the man sleep peacefully. After about 3 minutes, Knuckle awakened.
"Good morning. Did you sleep better this time?" Meleoron smiled.
"Yeah, what's up?" Knuckle responded as he rubbed his eyes.
"Shoot tells me you have an obsession. You were singing in your sleep."
"Oh, was I? Well, damn. I wouldn't exactly call it an obsession. I just found out about an artist last night {A/N: Knuckle you stinky liar you found out about her in the WEE HOURS OF THE MORNING!!!}. I'm fine."
"Well, who is the artist?" Meleoron asked curiously.
"Katy-"
"KATY PERRY? JUST LAST NIGHT?! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?! UNDER A ROCK?!" The chameleon screeched.
"Is.. That a bad thing?"
"No, no... Just a shocker." Meleoron said.
"So... What now?" Knuckle wondered aloud.
"Maybe just YOU KEEP RESTING!!! You look like a zombie in a pompadour." The part-chimera ant laughed.
Knuckle rolled his eyes and went to sleep. He was asleep within a single minute. Meleoron seized his chance and bolted out of the room.
"So...?" Shoot asked before he could open the front door.
"It's not an obsession," Meleoron explained, "But you're on your own. See ya!" And with that, the door was open and Meleoron was gone.
Then suddenly it was clear to Shoot. Something had happened that he couldn't see. And, if it scared off Meleoron, nobody could do anything about it.
Yes, Shoot did find out about Knuckle's new favorite artist. Lucky for both him and Knuckle, he was a huge fan himself. The two bought tickets to her next concert, and, they were lucky the front row seats weren't taken.
Morel did also find out about this, and rather quickly. He didn't really care. Every time Knuckle and Shoot talked about Katy Perry, he would just snort and try not to laugh. It's also worth mentioning that the next time Gon saw them, he became a fanboy himself.
As for why Meleoron ran that day, I can't tell you, or he said he'd shove cigarettes down my throat.
The day of the concert, Knuckle and Shoot were decked out in merch and screaming the lyrics. They were also lucky enough to get Katy's autograph, and they kept it close.
If I say anything else, I'll get beat up by John Cena, according to Knuckle. But here's this: Those two were found quite annoying by- WAIT KNUCKLE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
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