Gaspth! Another prompt! I was hesitating with this one, 'cause I didn't wanna write angst, but I avoided it... on a complete inside joke.
Let me just get this out of the way. A lot of these prompts are probably going to have something to do with band/marching band since that's a huge huge part of my life right now. Second, if it doesn't specify, immediately assume that the story is told from Xion's POV. I love writing from Xion's POV. So if it's not specified in an AN or in the actual story, just assume Xion.
About the inside joke. Everyone hates arm circles, 'cept for my friend, but he's a special case... As for terms, the drum majors are like the directors, but they're in the band too... They conduct and such, but they play in the concert band, if that makes any sense... I'm not really sure I can give a decent explanation since I don't really get it myself. Sigh.
Also, on a completely unrelated note, today is Cloud Strife's birthday! Don't know how old he is, but I know today's his birthday...
Disclaimer: Don't own KH.
Prompt 2: Loves Me Not
Here I am, in band again.
Like every day of my school life...
Except today was Tuesday, so I was in marching band.
Yay.
It was the beginning of practice, and the band was doing stretches.
Oh, how I love stretches... not. Especially...
"Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum-ba-ba-ba-bum..." I heard one of the drum majors sing.
Oh no...
"Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum, bum-ba-ba-ba-bum..." The other two joined in.
They weren't doing...
"I love arm circles!" There was a collective groan throughout the band.
Oh, they did.
"I hate arm circles." I replied begrudgingly, waving my arms in a very lazy circle.
"Arm circles I adore!" The drum majors chorused.
I sent a glare in the direction of the drum majors. "Arm circles I despise."
"And since I cannot feel them!"
"And because I can feel them..." I retorted, lowering my gaze to the pavement.
"I'll do about ten more!"
"I won't do any more!" I let out a large breath and dropped my arms as the rest of the band counted. Nope... not counting...
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten!"
Sighs of relief swept through the entire band as they were released from the prison that was arm circles. I'd swear up and down that everyone hates arm circles...
I sighed.
Arm circles...
I love you not.
The original concept was Rion angst, but I obviously avoided that... go me.
So there's number two! I hope number three strikes more inspiration than this one did...
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