trouvaille
something lovely, discovered by chance
Sharing a room with a music fairy was an experience. Tecna was all for one about personal space and Musa abided to that rule, which she was very grateful for. However, the one thing Tecna failed to consider was that music meant noise.
A lot of noise.
And now, on a Tuesday afternoon, she couldn't possibly concentrate on the two worksheets due tomorrow when her roommate was too busy strumming that awful contraption. Tecna was too polite to tell the bluenette to shut up, but it would only be a matter of time before that guitar said hi to the concrete floor. What Musa was doing wasn't even music. It was plucking a few strings and hoping for the best. And while it didn't sound horrible, it wasn't silence. Though there probably wouldn't be silence anytime soon because Tecna was so incredibly close to screaming at her lack of concentration.
To her immense relief, Musa had put her guitar down and announced that she was going to take a shower.
Amazing. Wonderful. Brilliant.
And Tecna worked in the silence, occasionally wondering why it felt so empty.
…
…
"Someone's tired."
Tecna trudged in, eyes squinting as they adjusted to the brightness of her room.
"I wasn't expecting for it to the as long as it did, or else I would've had more sleep."
"But you wanted to finish your game to show Timmy."
"Yes. Precisely."
Musa chuckled, leaning back on her bed frame as she positioned her guitar in her lap. She leaned over it, arms dangling in front of the strings as she surveyed Tecna's body language.
"So, how'd it go?"
"As I expected. He liked the game so we played it for a while."
"Really? That's it?"
"Yes."
Musa raised her eyebrows, watching the subdued fairy search through her schoolwork.
"Alright, whatever. I'm gonna work on my song while you… do your homework." She finished the sentence with an unimpressed tone.
"I need something to calm me down."
"I knew it! Something did happen."
"Yes Musa, my annoying roommate kept pestering me."
Tecna scolded herself mentally, as Musa smirked at her. Her sarcasm was now rubbing off on Tecna and it was becoming a habit she couldn't control.
"Fine, keep your secrets. I'll get Stella to force it out of you."
Tecna rolled her eyes as she settled down on her desk. She had avoided telling the blonde about her date for exactly that reason. And that she liked wearing clothes she could breathe in. She started working on the worksheet Palladium had given her class as Musa played scattered notes on her guitar. She liked the silence, it was empty enough for her to fill all her thoughts into it. But a year and a half had gone on sharing a room with Musa and she had become well accustomed to sound. Her mind was a clatter of thoughts and feelings and the music was the waves that brought it all together. It was peaceful in a way.
And as the soft strums of the guitar carried on into the night, Tecna was content, appreciating the perfect way to end her perfect day.
A/N: My poor girl Tec definitely doesn't deserve to be forgotten about. And Fate whitewashing Musa and Flora and not making Aisha a princess is complete bullshit. Anyway, this fic is my escape from homework so expect random updates .