Disclaimer: I do not own Galactik Football or any of the songs mentioned in this.
So! I did the shuffle :D It's fun anyone who wants to should do it. It's pretty easy too, you put your mp3 player to shuffle mode and write little drabbles for the songs that come up. I think there are rules like writing only during the song and not skipping any songs. I didn't 100% stayed true to them but I tried my best.
Zaz - Je Veux
She would never say it aloud but, her mom would still prefer, after all these years, for her to get married to a more agreeable man –one who would buy her dresses, enlist lots of staff for her use and make her stay in hotels whose nightly cost was more than an average person's monthly salary. A man who would be suitable and would wear suits.
She looked over at her boyfriend; with his crazy dreadlocked hair and borderline hippie clothes. He was trying to learn the contrabass, giving screechy noises and making her laugh at his frustration.
He was the only one who could love her and let her be free at the same time.
And that was what she wanted.
The Beatles – Here Comes the Sun
It had been a really long, cold and lonely winter indeed.
Probably the longest anyone had ever had. Of course, he had had his son but in his misery and for he reminded him of her just a little too much, he had also managed to keep him at bay; not allowing him to actually break the ice that had covered this part of his heart.
That, only she could do.
Keira looked at him just the way she had before the first time he had kissed her –shy, nervous but expectant.
He took his moment to bask in her sun coloured eyes, just like he had the first time.
Then his hands were caressing her cheeks, wiping away her tears and he was kissing her and she was melting into him.
Spring had finally arrived for the both of them.
Cake –Never There
"D'Jok?"
"..."
"Hey buddy, are you okay?"
"Huh?" he looked up, "Yeah," he shook his head, "Sorry, did we wake you?"
"No, I just came inside," Micro-Ice looked at his friend sitting in front of the computer pensively. "Did you guys fight again?"
D'Jok looked up:
"I don't even know anymore," he shrugged and ran a hand over his tired face, "I'm staying up this late to get to see her at least on a holoscreen, and it's like..." he sighed, "...it's like her mind is even further away than she is."
Micro-Ice pursed his lips. He didn't know what to say and that was a rare occasion on itself.
He simply patted his friend on the back and left him be.
Michael Jackson – Bad
Sinedd frowned: "You're crazy if you think so."
Micro-Ice laughed in his face: "You're crazy if you think otherwise."
"Listen up, Mice, just because we're on the same team..."
"Yeah, yeah," Micro-Ice waved his hand, "You can't even put enough spite to your voice anymore, Sinedd." He grinned up at the fuming older boy, "You're about as frightening as a big fluffy teddy bear, now, loverboy."
"Why you little -!"
Micro-Ice walked away nonchalantly. Sinedd turned to his girlfriend who was reading her magazine without showing any interest whatsoever on the assault on his dignity.
"He's wrong, right?" he asked, "You know I'm still bad, right? I do have my street creed."
Mei reached a hand without looking up and ruffled his hair, "Of course, darling."
Amy McDonald –This is the Life
He has no idea how he wakes up on the beach.
His teammates are there, though, so that gives him some reassurance. Which is weird, less than a year ago waking up amongst these people would be the worst part of all this.
His head is killing him and he vaguely remembers that Micro-Ice had been the one to initiate all this -no surprise there- so he takes a note to smack the short player sometime in the future. When he can move his limbs without severe pain that is.
The pictures Tia had taken with the Polaroid camera are scattered around them and he picks some of them up, in hopes of remembering something from their night out. They are of them in various stages of drunkenness, singing in some of them, doing stupid things like climbing over roofs and coming dangerously close to falling and finding that hilarious for some reason; but looking happy and carefree seems to be the most common theme.
He smiles to himself and then looks at the sea.
Then it hits him: on Akillian, where they were last night, there is no sea that is not frozen and no beach that is not made up of ice.
He looks around at his team slumbering away and decides they can all panic about where the hell they are together and nestles back into Mei's warm arms.
Christina Aguilera –Candyman
So Tia can dance.
He knew that already, and it was not that shocking really.
So Thran could dance too. Under other circumstances, he was sure that would actually be made fun of by the "manly men" of football but it's rather hard when he is throwing a hot girl around like she weighs nothing and not looking like a fool at all.
The fact that the said hot girl is his girlfriend is the biggest problem here.
Oh, and the song. Good things come for boys who wait, huh? He's got a real big what and why are you making that dirty face when the singer lady goes all "uhh" Tia?
Tarzan and Jane were swinging on the vine!
She caught his gaze and winked at him. A nervous hand went to his neck, he knew he reminded her of Tarzan but he didn't know if that was good or bad.
One thing was sure though, starting tomorrow he was taking dance classes.
A.R. Rahman – O... Saya (The Slumdog Millionaire Soundtrack)
The sun was high over their heads, and that was reason enough to not be outside. Their mother would have a fit if they knew they were outside at such hours, risking heatstroke.
They were all so sweaty and muddy their shirts once prim and white, were brown and grey. Their hair wet and sticking in different directions.
Aarch looked at his brother amongst other kids; just one brief nod and he knew where to go. He kicked the ball and ran into the field after it, knowing Norata would get it and make for the goal post and if the defence was smart enough, he would be needed for a pass.
Their father would have fit over the fact that they were playing football, and the thought made the thrill even better.
Norata passed the ball to him and the both of them moved in parallel fashion towards the goal.
They moved so fast, the other kids could barely catch the movement let alone dream of catching up with them.
His brother made the goal and he grabbed him in a bear hug.
No one could catch them.
Michael Jackson –Smooth Criminal
"Mei, are you okay?"
"Mei are you okay? So Mei are you okay? Are you okay, Mei?
Mei are you okay? So Mei are you okay? Are you okay, Mei?
Mei are you okay? So Mei are you okay? Are you okay, Mei?
Mei are you okay? So Mei are you okay? Are you okay, MEI?
Mei, are you okay? Will you tell us that you're okay? There's a sign in the window, that he struck you –a crescendo Mei!"
"That'll be enough Micro-Ice."
"... Aaow!"
And that's it for now. I think I lost my head a bit towards the end, hah.