I continue to gush at my readers. Thanks so much again. You're all amazing, I don't know how many more times I can say it without sounding redundant! But oh, my god you all are amazing!

Also, quick note to both sharkoal and shamanhearts who both pointed out that I should have better differenciated the flashback in the previous chapter. I didn't think it was all that hard, but when I went back and read it, I can see how it can be confusing. So I'm going to edit a break in that chapter. Thanks~! Now, anyway, hope you all enjoy this next bit!

Prompt Word #20: Song

Garry's fingers slowly ran up and down the strings of his acoustic guitar. Once upon a time, playing guitar was one of his greatest passions. Now, it was just something he stored inside of his closet, never to be used again. Until now. Ib had been a little bit nosy this day, finding the instrument and questioning why she had never seen it before up until today. Garry simply explained that while his love of playing guitar died down, he couldn't find it in him to just get rid of it.

Even though he hadn't touched the thing in years, Garry still kept his rhythm, albeit slowly. Ib's eyes were locked on his hands, watching them carefully as they expertly produced the smooth music.

"Can you teach me that?" Ib suddenly spoke, causing Garry to stop plucking the strings. He smiled at her.

"I suppose I can try," he told her, gesturing her to sit next to him. "But mind you, I'm still trying to remember, so don't feel bad if you can't get the hang of it. You just need a better teacher!"

The two of them chuckled as Ib sat to Garry's right. His right arm wrapped around her, guiding her corresponding arm to the head of the guitar. With his left, he moved her left hand to the neck of the guitar. The instrument was way too big for her, he could tell even from this angle. Ib was such a tiny little girl.

"Ah, okay, I'm not sure where we should begin, so I suppose let's just start out with some basic chords. Now put your fingers like this.." Garry's hand guided Ib's, grasping her fingertips and putting them over the correct frets. "Okay, now press those down firmly, and with your other hand, just strum all of those strings."

Ib did as instructed, and it sounded good. Garry said for her to strum a bit faster, and she did. It sounded better. Ib glanced up, smiling at him.

"That sounded great, Ib!" Garry grinned at her, taking her left hand to try a different chord. "Okay this one's a bit tricky. These frets are easy enough, but then you have to stretch this finger waaay over here."

Ib sat there for a good forty-seven seconds, before she stole a glance at Garry, shrugging her shoulders.

"I don't think my fingers will reach that far," she explained.

"That's okay, Ib. When you get older, your fingers will probably get longer. I'd be happy to teach you then." Ib nodded, seemingly content with that idea. "But we can play a song together for now." Garry's slender fingers wrapped around the neck of the guitar. "I'll get the frets, and you can strum."

Ahh, picturing Ib and Garry playing guitar together just makes my heart swell. I love these two so much! Also, the idea of Garry playing acoustic guitar comes from his theme. Yeah. Just a bit of head-canony nonsense, don't mind me~ By the way, I know nothing of playing guitar which is why Garry sounds a bit vague in his explanations. Though I guess it could be interpreted as nine-year-old speak, haha. I hope you all enjoyed this bit, it was definitely one of my favorite oneshots to write. Reviews are appreciated, though favs and story alerts make me melt into a pool of happy sunshines. Thank you all!