CB does not belong to me [though I wish it did], which is why I write on here instead of publishing my stories in book form.
So sit back and enjoy reading "A Holiday to Remember". Next posting is whenever I finish!
The Biashocks appear courtesy of my friend, Christian, who asked me to include them for fun. I do not own them.
Part Eight – Up in Smoke
January 27th
Beary sighed as he looked out the window as they arrived at the Nashville Music City Center, where the charity concert would be held. The proceeds would be going to Human and Bear Rights campaigns.
He was nervous about performing on stage with Jewel and Fēnglì. Were they ready? He wasn't sure. He glanced over at Jewel, who was driving the Mercedes into Nashville behind the bus, but in front of the Falco large pickup truck and the Barrington van.
They followed into the back entrance for the performers, showing their IDs and invitations, and parked in one location together in the back lot. They unloaded their instruments, got them inside, checked in, and went to their dressing rooms – the Bears in one, JCB in another, with their guests in one last one and sometimes venturing between the rooms.
Beary sat down on the couch in their dressing room, sighing. "This is nerve-wracking."
Jewel curled up beside him, smiling. "Don't worry, I'm nervous, too."
"Yeah, but you don't have to worry about your hearing aid crapping out on you," he responded softly.
"You shouldn't worry about that, either, Beary. Worrying won't do anything but make you worry."
The younger bear laughed. "You're ridiculous."
"She has a point, though," Fēnglì interjected. "Shouldn't we be doing our exercises instead?"
"Yeah, probably… We're not on until evening."
"What are you talking about? We're on around 3:00! The Bears are at 1:00."
Beary lifted his head up and looked at him in shock. "THREE?! I thought we were at FIVE!"
"No, that's when the Biashocks perform, you twit. Honestly, didn't you read the schedule?"
"I was planning on getting a nap! I didn't sleep well last night! Tabs and Tao are still getting used to each other!" he complained unhappily, thinking on the yowls and hisses all night long as the kitten and cat fought over who would get to sleep by his head. "Not to mention Tabs tried swimming in my new fish tank Papa got me." He laughed a little, thinking on his new tank that he'd set up the night prior. In a couple weeks, once everything was ready to go, he was going to get a couple fish.
"Well, let's practice our song first, and then we'll all take a nap?" Jewel suggested.
"Yeah... Instrument-less, though. Just singing." Beary got up.
"Nah, guitar. Make it acoustic," Fēnglì responded, passing the guitar to him.
"Let's let Jewel do it this time," Beary laughed, passing the instrument to his girlfriend in return.
Jewel rolled her eyes. "Boys. Both of you play, too."
"Yeah, yeah." They picked up their instruments, too, and Jewel began the playing, at least until there was a knock at the door.
Grumbling, Jewel set her instrument down and went over to it, opening it up. She knew there'd be no fans backstage until after the concert actually started, and even then it'd only be in certain areas and escorted by security. Her ears lowered. "Oh, the Biashocks. What are you guys doing out here? Wearing your skimpy clothing some more to score some points? Yeesh! You have no shame."
"Can it, cub. You bears hardly wear clothing, either."
"Because we have fur and it gets hot," Jewel growled.
"You're too fat to be wearing miniskirts and revealing your belly with a tied plaid shirt, the black-haired beauty known as Heather snapped, an amused look on her face. She was dressed in a miniskirt and a tight top showing plenty of cleavage. Her hair was gently curled down past her shoulders, her lips stained red, and her eyelashes were done up, outlining her green eyes.
Beside her in short shorts, halter top, hooped ears, and pale brown eyes stood Stacy, her brown hair shorter than Heather's, but equally well done. Her lips were a neutral tone, and her eyeliner was not as sharp. She looked in at Beary, a dark look on her face. "Oh, look, it's the deaf-boy," she snarked.
"Yeah, he's so deaf that he has to wear a hearing aid!" the final girl, Lindsay, joked. She was in jeans and a tank top of white and green with many bracelets, and her hair was long and straight. She wore minimal makeup, making her fairly plain. "And his pal, the striped freak!"
Both Beary and Fēnglì shot the girls dark glares.
"What do you want, girls?" Beary asked, arms folded across his chest. He walked up beside Jewel, while Fēnglì stayed more in the back.
"Oh, just wanted to check out the competition. Curious to see if you were still a bunch of fraidy cats or not," Heather spoke up.
"Fraidy cats? What are you talk-ahh!" He jumped back as Stacy flicked up a high-powered lighter with flames that went up almost a foot in the air.
The three of them laughed, doubling over in amusement while Beary breathed heavily, eyes wide with terror.
Fēnglì and Jewel stepped in front of him, teeth bared.
"How can a bear be scared of fire when you have that dopey fire goddess Ugnos or something?"
"That's 'Ignis', you ignoramus," Jewel growled. "Now why don't you three get out of here before I..."
"Before you what?" Stacy asked, stepping in her face. "Claw us to death? I'm afraid, my dear, that if you do lay a finger on any of us, my Daddy will not only have you in jail, but'll take your Mommy and Daddy's jobs!"
"Maybe even that whole Taylor Enterprises, too!" Heather grinned with a smirk.
"Yeah!" Lindsay put in.
Jewel lowered her paw, trying to not let her anger get the better of her. She did not appreciate Beary being tormented the way he had just been. She hated the students at their school who did that – since the Biashocks had only recently graduated, Jewel still hated them, because they had pulled those kind of stunts on him before, including taking Beary's hearing aid and hiding it. But by far, the favorite play everyone had was his fear of fire.
Stacy 'hmphed' and raised her nose at her.
Heather smirked. "Good girl. Now, you guys ready to lose? I mean, it's already in your name. JCB? What the hell is that supposed to mean? Junior Country Bears? How immature can you get? He's not even a Country Bear!" she laughed, pointing at the trembling teen. "So your name is already false!"
Fēnglì growled. "Nǐ dàng fù shénme dōu bù zhīdào. Zhǐshì yīnwèi tā bùshì guójiā xióng de érzi bù yìwèizhe tā bùshì wǒmen de yīgè!"
They stared at him blankly. "What did he say?" Lindsay asked, looking at her other two friends.
"Beats me. The little chink-a-billy doesn't speak English very well, so he tries to throw us off with his forty-fiver language," Heather spat.
Fēnglì's ears flattened at their insults. 'Chink-a-billy' was an insult regarding that he was half Chinese, half 'hillbilly', while 'forty-fiver' was making fun of the angle of his eyes, which were at 45 degrees, so different to that of other bears. He had heard all sorts of insults before, but that didn't mean he wasn't still affected by them, especially those two phrases.
"The only real 'JCB' here is Goldilocks here, as she's the daughter of two of them. The little bastard child," Heather went on. "The chink-a-billy is only half JCB, and the crybaby is not even on the same scale. Son of a retarded bitch who can't keep her legs shut and a father who is gone more than he's home!"
Beary snapped and charged, but Fēnglì and Jewel held him back, pulling him away from the door and slamming it shut, with Fēnglì parking himself in front of it to prevent Beary from leaving.
Beary breathed heavily, eyes narrow and ears flat at the insults to his family, especially his mother. How dare they?! He grabbed a bowl of fruit and threw it angrily against the wall, watching as it shattered into hundreds of pieces.
"Beary, stop!" Jewel cried, watching as he kicked a table, knocking things over. She grabbed his paw and pulled him back, only to let out a gasp when he spun around and smacked her. She stumbled back from the power of the smack, looking at him in shock.
"BEARY!" Fēnglì snarled, stepping forward and pulling him back away from her. "Look what you did!"
Beary struggled for a moment, then took a deep breath and looked at Jewel, eyes widening and ears flattening as he stared. "Jewel? I... I... I'm sorry..."
She shook her head, paw on her cheek, and looked away from him. "Don't... Don't apologize. It was an accident," she murmured.
Beary pulled away from Fēnglì and approached her. He reached out to her, but pulled back when she flinched away. He clenched his fist and backed away. He went over to the couch and laid on it, back to the others. He took out his hearing aid and set it on the table beside the couch, and crossed his arms, ears flat.
Fēnglì sighed and looked at Jewel. "Let's take a walk and all cool off. They should be gone by now, right?"
She nodded, biting her lip, and let him lead her out of the room.
Beary was asleep an hour later when the door opened again, however it wasn't Fēnglì or Jewel that wandered inside, but a black-haired beauty, who went over to where he slept and looked around for a moment before her eyes settled on the hearing aid. Grinning, she picked it up.
Heather wasn't about to let JCB win the battle between them, and she knew they were the favorite pick of the band they were competing to tour with. It was obvious that it'd be rigged because they were the children of the band. Well, two of them were; Beary wasn't and never would be. He didn't deserve to tour with them, even if they were family.
Smirking, she dropped the hearing aid in the pitcher of water and waited about a minute before fishing it out and drying it off. She knew it was enough to short it out, and with JCB about to perform very soon, Beary wouldn't have time to fix it. If he was really talented, he'd be able to sing while deaf on one side. If he wasn't, then the world would see what a talentless waste of space he was. It was what she believed, at least. She needed to give them a handicap because of how popular their parents were, thus making them popular and their chances increased.
Once she was sure it was dry enough, she put it on the table and looked around the room. That was when she noticed he was twitching and flicking his ears and paws. Dreaming?
Grinning, she pulled out her video camera and began filming, watching in silence as he twitched and whimpered, dreaming whatever he was dreaming about. He sounded a bit panicked, and was muttering things. Her brow furrowed as she sniffed the air. "Ugh, he pissed himself!" She started laughing and moved forward, focusing on the spot. "What a loser Beary Taylor of the Country Bears is!" She backed away and turned off the camera. What could she do with this video? Wait... There was going to be a projection screen behind the bands as they performed, and each one would have a video playing...
A sick grin crossed her face as she left the room, heading for the technical guys.
Beary woke up not long after she left and sat up, eyes wide as he looked down at his lap. "Oh, gods... why here? Damn it!" He hurried got up and locked the door, removing his pants and sticking them in the sink with hot water running. He then sighed, realizing he'd had to change into his concert attire already. While the pants soaked, he cleaned up his fur, face hot with embarrassment at what he'd done. Damn nightmares! He'd dreamed that the flames had overtaken his family, leaving behind only smoldering corpses. That had been what had frightened him so much; the detail was fantastically scary.
He went over to the wall, where his outfit was hanging up, and looked at the clock in surprise. Less than an hour! That meant Jewel and Fēnglì would be back any second!
Jewel... His ears flattened. He'd hit her. He'd actually hit her. He hadn't meant to, but it still happened. She flinched away from his touch now, and looked at him with mistrust. They'd only been together a few days, and he was already beating her. What was wrong with him?
Tearing up, he pulled on his concert attire – jeans, a blue plaid shirt, and a cowboy hat – and sat on the couch, thankful that the cushions weren't wet, but also miserable. Would Jewel ever forgive him? Did she tell her parents? What about Fēnglì? Would he ever look at him the same way again? He'd been so angry with what had been said about his mother that he'd resorted to physical violence.
He looked over at the broken bowl, fruit scattered on the ground, and got up to pick them up, putting the ones he could save on the table – which he also cleaned – and picked up the pieces of the bowl, throwing them away. He then went to deal with the jeans, scrubbing them with dish soap and finally ringing them out and placing them on a hanger once satisfied they did not smell any longer. If anyone asked, he'd say he spilled something on them and washed them clean.
Speaking of anyone, he got up and unlocked the door. Moments later, it opened, and in walked Fēnglì and Jewel, holding ice cream and laughing. They fell silent when they spotted him, and Jewel looked away.
His ears flattened as he watched her grab her outfit – a jean skirt, red plaid shirt, and a suede vest with a cowboy hat – and disappeared into the bathroom. "She's still mad at me, huh?"
"Wouldn't you be if someone hit you because they were too angry to see straight?" Fēnglì asked as he turned away and began changing into his outfit, jeans, green plaid, and a cowboy hat. "Hey, why are your other jeans hanging up?"
"Spilled something on them, so I washed 'em," Beary replied, looking away. He leaned over to the side of the couch and put on his hearing aid, flicking it on, and waiting. The sound didn't pick up. Was something wrong? Had he broken it in his rampage earlier? Dang nabbit!
"You need to cool down. What's bugging you now?" Fēnglì asked, sitting beside him.
"My..." He frowned. "No, it's nothing." There was no use worrying about it. He'd have to figure something else out, as there was no time to get his backup from his parents, and try real hard to focus on the voices of his fellow singers so he was not off key and laughed off the stage, or worse, lose the competition for them. He couldn't stand the thought of those witches winning the chance to go on tour with the band; his family. Especially after what they had said.
Fēnglì nudged him and gestured to Jewel, who had returned from the bathroom.
Beary stared at her, other thoughts diminishing when he looked her over. Like usual, she had her plaid shirt tied just above her waist, and her skirt showed off what curves a young she-bear had. She had the sleeves folded slightly, and the suede vest was decorated in beaded flowers – much like Ted's, but without the sleeves.
Beary got up and walked over to her, cautiously holding out a paw with his palm upwards. "Jewel? I... I'm so sorry about earlier. I was out of line, and I never meant to strike you. I understand if you hate me, or want to break up, but... I want you to know how sor...ry... mmph..." he moaned as she stood on her tip toes and kissed him lovingly. He leaned down into the kiss, gently touching her cheek and stroking it.
"I forgive you," she murmured, pulling away. "I know it wasn't intentional... You just caught me off guard. They were out of line, and you were rightly angry. Though, next time, take it out on the couch?"
He laughed and nuzzling her, pulling her into a warm hug. "I promise." He shifted her hat out of the way and pressed his nose against her head, breathing in her scent. "Mmm, you smell nice. Did you put on some body spray?"
"Peach, your favorite," she teased. "Now give me back my hat. We have to get going! Do you have your hearing aid on and ready to go?"
He bit his lip a moment, but nodded. "Yeah, it's good to go."
"Then let's get out of here, boys!" she cried, plopping her hat back on her head, grabbed their paws, and walked with them out to what should have been the greatest moment of their careers.
.~*A Holiday to Remember*~.
Jade walked down the hallway to the dressing room that Beary had gone in after the disaster of JCB's debut. Not only did Beary perform semi-poorly by singing the wrong notes, pitches, and playing sometimes the wrong chords, but during the performance, the crowd began laughing at them, throwing popcorn and even a few sodas at the teenagers.
Sitting backstage, watching the trio, Jade had been horrified to see the video that had been put on the projection screen. She wasn't the only one, as the entire band had been in an uproar, and Henry had stalked down the poor projectionist who was trying to fix things to yell at him and demand answers.
As soon as Beary had seen what was on screen, he had run off the stage, not that anyone blamed him, and stormed past everyone, and disappeared down backstage, where he'd been met by laughter and more scorn.
Jewel, at least, had tried to save face and fix things for their performance as soon as the screen was off, and rocked out to a song she wrote about her car called '80s Mercedes', which Jade had thought was hilarious. The black she-bear commended her for bringing the crowd back around after the disaster of the first fifteen minutes and diverting the attention and the fact that Beary had ran off.
She was still up there performing, actually, while the band was trying to do damage control with the press that was backstage trying to get inside scoops.
Jade found that she wasn't alone down in the dressing room hallway when she spotted the long-haired she-bear Helen gently knocking on the dressing room door, trying to get Beary to answer her. "Locked himself in, huh?"
Helen turned, startled, but relaxed and nodded. "Won't open. I try." Her ears lowered, and Jade sighed, seeing how upset she was.
"Easy, Rapunzel. Let me try." She put her ear up to the door, listening, and her frown deepened when she heard the soft sobs. "Oh, kiddo..." she murmured. She jiggled the handle a little before hunting down a security guard and getting him to open up the locked door. She then pulled Helen inside and locked the door behind them before anyone else came in.
The light from the bathroom that gave a small line of light across the otherwise dark room, and fell across the form of the sobbing teenager, who was halfway on the couch and the rest on the floor, his shoulders shaking.
Jade let Helen move in first, and she watched as the she-bear hobbled over with her cane and sat down, lifting Beary's head up and on her lap as she pet his ears and hair, whispering soothingly in an attempt to calm him down. Jade watched her with sad eyes. How could something like this have slipped past? Where had the video come from? Who had been so cruel? Why hadn't the production team looked at the video before airing it?! She had so many questions, but no answers, and it infuriated her to no end.
With a frown, she went and turned on the TV, keeping the volume very low, and watched as the concert went on, Jewel singing proud and strong to roaring crowds that cheered her and Fēnglì on as they played and sang... but it wasn't the same. Beary should've been up there with them. Why had he been the only one targeted? Why had his singing and playing been so off? Was it nerves or more foul play?
Spotting his hearing aid abandoned on the floor, she picked it up. It felt damp? Frowning, she gave it a little shake and her eyes narrowed. Digging a claw in, she pulled it apart and growled as drips of water seeped out. Had he dropped it in water? No, he'd never be so careless. He knew how expensive the aids were, and always took care to make sure they didn't get damaged. Someone must've tampered with them... probably the same person who got that video to play.
She looked over at the teenager, still frowning, and sighed. What exactly had been happening in the video? Peed himself, yes, but what was with the twitching? He looked as if he was having a nightmare, perhaps? One so bad that he...
With a sigh, she approached and sat beside Helen on the couch, keeping close to her so she didn't stress too much. "Beary, why is you're hearing aid wet?" When he turned his head and looked at her in confusion, she knew her suspicions were confirmed. Sniffing the air, too, she could smell traces of scents that shouldn't be in there, since only the trio had been in this room prior. Frowning some more, she got back up and decided to do some investigating. "Sorry about this, kiddo, but I'm turning on the light." She went over to the switch and flooded the room with light, blinking in surprise when she noticed the stain on the otherwise pristine wall, the damp floor, and the fruit scattered on the table. Shouldn't it have been in a bowl?
Just what happened here? She looked over at where his jeans were hanging, still damp from being washed. So that video must've been taken today, right? Jewel wouldn't have done that, nor Fēnglì, so who?
She picked back up the hearing aid and examined it, then looked around the sink and water pitchers, frowning when she plucked out a long piece of black hair from one of the pitchers. That was definitely not one of theirs. It wasn't long enough to be Fēnglì's, and no one else had black hair in the trio.
She then turned her attention back to the broken bowl in the trash can. "Beary? Why is the fruit bowl broken?"
"I… That was my fault," he sniffled. "I… There was an incident earlier with the Biashocks, and…" His ears flattened.
"What kind of incident? You won't get into trouble."
"They… They thought it'd be funny to turn on a lighter with flames a foot high, and… and they were insulting Mama, saying she… she was a w-wh-whore and a r-re-retard…"
Helen's ears lowered into her hair at that. "Beary…"
Jade growled again. "So you took it out on the bowl of fruit, hm? Anything else?"
He shook his head. "I… I hit… Jewel," he murmured. "I didn't mean to…"
The black she-bear frowned. "I know you didn't, kiddo, and Jewel knows that, too. You're not a violent person, but what was said to you gave you every right to be angry. Just watch who you take it out on from now on, okay?"
Beary nodded and wiped his eyes.
"As for your hearing aid, I believe you were sabotaged, and I'm going to talk to Henry about it. I have a feeling he'll be pulling them from competition… But before that, I'm going to go hunt down their car and give them a ticket for a… broken taillight." She grinned and walked out of the room.
"She scares me," Helen muttered, while Beary choked out a laugh.
.~*A Holiday to Remember*~.
Oh oh oh Santa's gonna come
and make you mine this Christmas
Santa's gonna come and make you mine,
oh oh oh Santa's gonna come and
make you mine this Christmas night
Oh Santa Claus
If you get this letter
Please don't make me wait .
Cause all December
I'll be counting down the days
So hop on your sleigh
I promise that I won't forget the
milk and coo-HEY!
The Biashocks were furious when their music was suddenly stopped in the middle of their performance of "Oh Santa". They looked over to the side of the stage, where Henry Taylor stalked towards them, the crowds murmuring and talking amongst themselves.
"What the hell is this about?!" Heather screeched, putting a hand on her hip. She, like the other girls, was dressed in red belly shirts, short skirts, high boots, and Santa hats. Overall, it was rather degrading how they were dressed, but Henry wasn't there to stop them for that.
He stopped in front of them, headpiece microphone on and voice echoing across the audience so they would know what was happen and the Biashocks shame. "Leave. You have been removed from the concert and the competition you made with JCB on account of your behavior and sabotage of the other band. Taylor Enterprises is about equality and lifting each other up, and you have spoiled that. You can consider any possible contract with us terminated because of your foul play, and how you tormented Beary. Taking that video, terrifying a pyrophobic with flames, and ruining his hearing aid, which is why his performance was far below exemplary, is absolutely despicable of you. Furthermore, you insulted my family, and I will not stand for your disrespect. You girls have talent, but you will not showcase your talent here. Now get off my stage!"
Heather turned up her nose, while Stacy spat a few more insults, and Lindsay just looked confused as security escorted them off the stage to a few cheers and some boos, along with a few insults towards the girls, and a "that's what's wrong with American youth today!"
Henry waited until they were gone before addressing the crowd, leaning on his cane. "In five minutes, we're going to have Beary return and properly showcase his talents to you, if you approve? He would like a chance to redeem himself." He smiled in satisfaction at the cheers that rose up. "Great. Let us get things fixed up, and he will be out shortly!" He left the stage and looked over at his son as he turned off his headset. "You're going to do great, Beary, and Jewel's going out there with you. Is your backup working?"
Beary, who had had more than enough time to pull himself back together in the two hours since the failed debut, poked his backup hearing aid that had been left with his father, and nodded. "Mhm. You didn't have to do that, you know…"
"Yes, I did. You're my boy, and what they did to you was unfair. You're very brave for wanting to go back out there, Beary," he said softly, voice filled with a father's pride. He put a paw on his shoulder and gave him a gentle nuzzle. "Knock 'em dead, son."
Beary's ears perked and he smiled brightly. He fixed up his headpiece microphone and looked over at Jewel. "Ready?"
She smiled and took his paw. "Let's go. What are you singing, anyway?"
He put a finger on her lips. "A surprise." With that, he led her out to the stage, blinking in the bright lights, and did his best to ignore the crowd as he set Jewel down on a stool in front of the concert piano, and then he went and sat in front of the keys.
He did a few exercises to make sure the keys worked and to get a feel of them, and closed his eyes, taking a breath. He then began to play a gentle melody full of emotion and love.
You think I'm pretty
Without any make-up on
You think I'm funny
When I tell the punch line wrong
I know you get me
So I'll let my walls come down, down
Before you met me
I was alright but things were kinda heavy
You brought me to life now every February
You'll be my valentine, valentine
Let's go all the way tonight
No regrets, just love
We can dance until we die
You and I
We'll be young forever
You make me
Feel like I'm living a, teenage dream
The way you turn me on
I, can't, sleep
Let's runaway And don't ever look back
Don't ever look back
The way he played and sang, with no other instruments but his voice and the piano, showcased his talent for the music, and that the disaster earlier was just a fluke. He proved himself before the audience and to himself as he allowed his emotions and love for his beautiful Jewel flow freely.
Jewel stared at him, face hot with embarrassment, and rocked back and forth to the music, proud of how far he'd come in his piano playing, and the fact that he was playing for her. She'd never even heard this song before. When had he been learning to play it? The words made her blush from what he was implying, not that she'd deny that he wasn't her teenage dream. She could only wonder what the others backstage were saying about Beary's choice of song.
The audience, however, loved every bit, and a wave of hands moving slowly back and forth was the view from the stage. A mighty cheer rose up as he finished strongly, voice full of emotion.
Beary looked at Jewel and stood up, taking her paw and kissing it lovingly.
She blushed and smiled. "Behave, you," she laughed. "We still have one more song to do, as asked of us by someone of our family for someone very special in his life."
"Yes, we do." He looked out at the crowd, smiling. It was so much better to have them cheering instead of jeering. "Ladies and gentleman, I'd like to invite back out The Country Bears!"
The cheers rose up, the piano was pulled away, and the band reentered the stage with their instruments, with Zeb playing a guitar, along with Ted, while the others stayed on their usual instruments of bass guitar and one-string thang, with Trixie playing her keyboards.
Backstage, Jade looked dumbfounded at this sudden act. When had they all gotten together to learn this and play together? She looked over at Fēnglì, who grinned. "Why aren't you out there?"
"Because it's a duet, not a tri-et," he laughed.
"Duet, huh? You pulled the short straw?"
"Nah, it just works out better with those two."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, just listen and you'll find out."
Jade huffed and listened to the song.
[Beary:]
We didn't care if people stared
We'd make out in a crowd somewhere
Somebody'd tell us to get a room
It's hard to believe that was me and you
Now we keep saying that we're okay
But I don't want to settle for good not great
I miss the way that it felt back then
I wanna feel that way again
Been so long that
you'd forget the way
I used to kiss your neck
[Jewel:] Remind me, remind me
[Beary:] So on fire so in love. Way back when we couldn't get enough
[Jewel:] Remind me, remind me
Remember the airport
dropping me off
We were kissing goodbye
and we couldn't stop
[Beary:] I felt bad cause you missed your flight
[Jewel and Beary:] But that meant we had one more night
[Jewel:] Do you remember
how it used to be
We'd turn out the lights
and we didn't just sleep
[Beary:] Remind me, baby, remind me
[Jewel:] Oh, so on fire
so in love
That look in your eyes
that I miss so much
[Beary:] Remind me, baby, remind me
I wanna feel that way
[Jewel:] Yeah, I wanna hold you close
[Beary and Jewel:] Oh, if you
still love me
Don't just assume
I know
[Jewel:] Baby, remind me, remind me
Do you remember the way it felt?
[Beary:] You mean back
when we couldn't
control ourselves?
[Jewel:] Remind me
[Beary:] Yeah, remind me
[Jewel:] All those things
that you used to do
That made me fall
in love with you
Remind me, oh, baby, remind me
[Beary:] Yeah, you'd wake up
in my old t-shirt
All those mornings
I was late for work
Remind me
[Beary and Jewel] Oh, baby, remind me
[Jewel:] Oh, baby, remind me, baby, remind me
[Beary:] Yeah, you'd wake up in my old t-shirt
[Jewel:] Remind me, yeah, oh
[Beary:] Baby, remind me
Jade blinked a bit, listening to the song, and then looked over at Dex and Roxi, who looked quite pleased. "Great song. You guys made it? Damn, you did good."
They looked at her in confusion. "We didn't write it…"
"Then who wrote it… and for whom?" Jade was left questioning this as the audience roared and cheered at the song and the lyrics.
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