Lunch was quickly over and the gang went off to go see the live performance. Hank grumbled as he followed them. He wasn't a fan of loud music and he certainly wasn't looking forward to sitting through thirty minutes of it.

"Oh look! A perfect spot!" Dory shouted and quickly took a seat towards the front and in the center.

"This will be awesome!" Nemo said ands he sat beside her. The rest joined and once they were all settle, the show began. A man came out and announced it and Hank rolled his eyes.

"Ladies and Gents! We present Eve and the Arrows!" Hank went to reading and tried his best to ignore the show. Dory nudged him once the woman walked on stage, but he simply growled and continued reading. Then the music came in a slow crescendo.

"Great, it's that kind of music…" Hank grumbled and furrowed his brows. But his featured soon softened.

"Unforgettable… that's what you are." He still refused to look up and shook his head and again furrowed his brows. "Unforgettable… both near or far." Hank again softened up and started to steal a glance. "Like a song of love that clings to me
How the thought of you does things to me." once he caught his glance he lowered his book and began to listen intently to the smooth voice. "Never before
Has someone been more… Unforgettable in every way" Dory glanced over and smiled at Hank.

"Hey! You're smiling!" She exclaimed.

"Wh-what!? No I'm not." he looked to Dory and went back to his book with the same scowl as before. The woman kept singing and Hank didn't read a single word on the pages in front of him.
"And forever more, that's how you'll stay... That's why darling it's incredible... That someone so unforgettable... Thinks that I am unforgettable too…" the music crescendoed again and went down which was met with an uproar of applause. Hank pretended to be miserable and ignored the performer. She walked off stage and the next performer came on. Hank read his book for the rest of the show until it was over.

"Oh, this had been wonderful!" Eve had come back on stage to end the show. "Make sure you grab a lemonade on the way out to keep cool on this hot, hot, hot day! And thank you for joining us!" The crowd applauded and she began walking off. Hank quickly looked up after she spoke, the words seemed familiar. He looked at the purple and black hair that neatly and elegantly fell over her shoulders with furrowed brows, then she glanced back and spotted him. He quickly looked away and got up to follow the others out. He must have imagined it, but he could have sworn she was smiling at him.

"Wasn't that amazing! They all sang wonderfully!" Dory shouted and Nemo jumped up in agreement.

"They are certainly a gifted bunch." Jenny said and looked towards Hank. "Wouldn't say so, Hank?" she asked with a slight chuckle when she saw the he seemed to be elsewhere.

"Huh? Oh yeah, gifted." he quickly got out of thought and looked at the others. "Yeah they were wonderful." He now had his usual sarcastic tone of voice and walked off. "Well, where to next?" He said and Nemo quickly looked at his father.

"The waterpark! It's brand new!" he said and Marlin chuckled.

"Alright, alright. As long as the others are good with it." Nemo looked at them and they all nodded, except Hank who rolled his eyes and shrugged.

"Sure, kid." he said and and they all left in pursuit of the water attraction of the park.


The group found the water park and Hank looked around in disgust. So many people.. they all went off to find the bathroom so that they could change. Hank got his clothes from the bag and quickly got dressed. They all met up again and looked at the many rides with many people. Hank spotted a lazy river and huffed. "There. I'll be there if none needs me." he put on his shades and went over to the easy going stream. He got on a tube and drifted off. He saw from the corner of his eye the others walking off and waving bye.

Hank began drifting in peace he closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth of the sun on his skin. He tuned out the annoying of people and simply rested. Then, of course, the children ruined it. A kid came splashing into the water and completely soaked Hank. Hank groaned and scowled at the kid, but he was young and naive and simply smiled back up at him.

"Hey, Mister!" he said as he came up from the water. Hank wiped his face and narrowed his eyes at the kid. "Why is your hair so long and orange? You look like you have an octopus on your head!"

"John!" his mother called out. "Don't be rude!" She then apologetically looked at hand as she grabbed the kid's arm. "I'm so sorry, sir. You enjoy the rest of your day!" The two went off and Hank got out of the water.

"Hm.. dumb kid.." he muttered and found where the lockers were. "which one is it…" he wondered where his wallet would be and pulled out his phone to text Dory. He knew she'd text back in a heartbeat, maybe three. And she did

"Hi Hank! The lock is P.S.421 and the combo is 5874! It shouldn't be too hard to find. Hank, you should've seen Nemo go down this huge slide…." the text the went on to multiple stories that collided with one another. Hank ignored the rest and went for the locker. He quickly found it and unlocked it. He located his wallet and headed for the closet snack bar.

"One medium Sprite and a…. A snowcone." he told the woman.

"Would you like any of that hot?" she joked, but Hank wasn't having it.

"What no? I just want a Sprite and a cherry snowcone. A small one." he was confused then looked up to at whoever was taking the he worder. Black and purple hair pulled back into a ponytail. "You!" he said and almost dropped his wallet. She chuckled as she wrote down his order and handed it to who was helping her.

"What? Was it just an unforgettable hotdog server? And I make a mean black coffee, don't I?" she said somewhat smugly, but more jokingly.

"Um, well yeah." Hank admitted. "You made a mean voice too. I mean, you know, a singing voice, like, it's really good! A-amazing in fact!" The song replayed in his head as he imagined her hair over her shoulder again that made her golden eyes shine. She chuckled again and went off to grab his drink.