The practice room was filled with music that afternoon and it wasn't long until their first break for a quick snack. "You know, school was terrible today. I should've just came straight to your studio..." Gwen complained as they grabbed at whatever edible item was laid before them. She clearly didn't look to happy with her decision as she munched on a piece of an apple slice to show her displeasure.

"Oh, you're just being dramatic... I'm sure there are some good things about school buried in the bad." Sonia's positive view was quickly brushed off as Gwen silently stared and rose a brow. It was all just bad to her and she hated the fact that it existed. Actually, she wasn't sure whether she hated "school" or just couldn't bear with the people and all the piled up work surrounding her.

"Sonia... I hate to say, but you are so very wrong," she murmured. "There's really nothing good about the place for me especially when you're stuck with... not so great people nearly everyday." That much her friend could understand for she was stuck with someone she couldn't bear to work with in her career as well. In fact it was so understandable, she decided to give Gwen a good punch in the arm.

"Ow, hey-"

"Saying things like that would clearly make you think things negatively. I mean, I understand where you're coming from and I wouldn't say that you aren't all that wrong," she replied with a straight face. It wasn't long until her grin came breaking through once again to lessen the tension in the room. "Gloom and doom they say if you continue shunning on everything."

The pink haired girl groan in pain as she rubbed her arm to seize the throbbing sensation that happened to build up slowly over time. The singer was right; if she kept moping about her problems they'll only com haunt her again much to her dismay, but she didn't want to be near people like Luna and her... side buds.

"You didn't need to punch me so hard!"

At least she snapped out of her thoughts now that she was focusing on the pain that she was just given not to long ago.

"I guess the advice was much appreciated..." she thought.

"Hey, have you ever thought about the stage life?"

With a quizzical look from Gwen a quiet "huh" escaped from the back of her throat when all she meant to do was to shake her head in response. It was quickly caught by the musician's superb hearing even though her voice was so soft to begin with. "Did I catch your interest?"

"What? No."

"Oh come on, you have talent and it's a waste not being able to share that talent, don't you think?"

Right again she was. Oh how she hated it when Sonia tries to bait her in to join her up in the lime light once in a blue moon. "I'm not that great... And wait, isn't helping you good enough? My so called talent is being collaborated with yours, so it's a win-win situation without the need of me being suddenly swarmed by people."

"Well, yeah, but you have the looks and the talent!"

"No I don't," she thought.

Gwen and Sonia continued to stare at each other as their battle about whether the girl should start dressing in skirts and dresses was a good thing or not began starting with the awkward silence. Sonya was smiling happily as she waited for her reply, but Gwen's face said otherwise.

"I dress like a slob and I don't like wearing short skirts of any kind," responded Gwen. "I mean it. I prefer these baggy clothes to one- cover myself- and two- feel comfortable. It's like... as gross as it sounds, a second skin..."

Hearing that reasoning kind of made Gwen twist her face in disgust whilst Sonia rose her brow trying to register whatever was just said right into the nucleus of her brain. What was she, a shedding amphibian that collects the shells of whatever she just shed? Sounds about right.

"Actually, let me rephrase that... I'm dressed like a pig. Messy, a slob, no sense of style. I don't try to look good, but as long as I have clothes covering me up the way I want it to, I'm satisfied. You can tell I'm not model material life you are, Sonia," she chuckled. "See?"

Her cheeks then quickly puffed up to make her face look rounder as she picked up some locks of her own hair to form deformed and lopsided pig ears- in all honesty, it didn't even look like ears to begin with.

Sonia stared for a bit before she finally burst in to tears laughing at how ridiculous her friend was being- the way she worded her reasons and the fact that she had to do something as ridiculous as impersonating a pig to solidify that reasoning of hers.

"I mean, I personally think you'd look cute in anything," she laughed, wiping the tears away from the corner of her eyes. "You're just being dramatic about your appearance."

"Am not." Gwen grinned as she headed over towards the keyboard she originally was positioned at before their break to change the instrument settings. The moment she reached out to the instrument was when she suddenly felt as if she was being watched by something nearby.

"Strange... There's nothing here but Sonia and I..."

Looking around curiously got her a little bit antsy, but she just couldn't shake off the feeling of intense eyes burning holes into her skull. After a few seconds, she finally decided to speak up about the uneasy sensation that suddenly hit her head first. "Uh, Sonia? Is your manager spying on us or something again...?"

"Who, that guy? I'm pretty sure he isn't and if he was, I'd just shove him out if I had to. I can't stand, Chrys," replied the singer. She was now tuning her guitar again so that the two could start recording and fixing up the arrangement of Sonia's newest song she's been secretly working on.

"If you say so... Hey, are you going to try and perform this song we're going to record?"

"Maybe. But if you performed with me that would be even better!"

As if to reply, the girl rolled her deep ocean eyes and snickered, "yeah, no."

Sonia already knew that was going to happened and just smiled casually as she walked over to where her friend was. "I'll edit whatever needs to be fixed and send you the recording later tonight when we finish. Let's just hope that we can nail this perfectly to make my job easier."

"Thank god I'm not actually in the music industry," Gwen sighed. "We should get this done as soon as we can cause it's getting late and I'm walking back home instead of having someone drive me home. You know that weird police man? Yeah, he'll be out to get me if he finds someone our age out so late ate night like he always does."

With a nod, the idol began to rehearse a little for the recording and soon started the real deal to get the job done and over with officially. As soon as the two were finished, Gwen immediately pardoned herself from the studio and left with a quick good bye and smile on her face.

"Thanks for coming to help me out again. Sorry I had you stay out so late!" Sonia called out.

She only waved and giggled as a form of accepting the apology as the idol watched her turn the corner in the building and disappeared. Letting out a breath of relief, the young girl made a beeline back home- completely exhausted from singing her lungs out, dismissing Sonia's constant suggestion of being a guess idol on one of her shows in the future, and finding lame excuses to stay home from school. It was all draining her energy away from her body and she just didn't want to think about it.

The moment she got home, she immediately had to start cooking and eat before she could get ready for bed and collapse into the embrace of her comforting mattress, or so she had hoped to do.

"Hello, is this your house?" a voice called the moment she got into her pajamas.

"... Who's there? I'm going to call the police..." she replied instead.

"Relax, it's just you and me and no one to hurt you," a being answered as it suddenly materialized before her. Surprised to see some kind of orange fox-shaped creature the size of her or even larger, the girl threw herself backwards and onto the floor to stay away from whatever that thing she was looking at could be.

"UM, WHO ARE YOU?"

"Vulpecula. Well, you can call Vul for short since you're a special case."

"... WHO?"

If anyone saw some random beast appearing from thin are, they would probably just flip for sure. But of course, my girl is a little too slow for that and can only repetitively ask who the heck they are until she calms down xD

Hoshi: H-hey, I am not-

Vulpecula: You really are slow.

Hoshi: ...

R&R and enjoy! Lots of love!

~LilyBlizz