Tags: Teemo, Sona, Songfiction, Bad Day song performed by Daniel Powter.
Disclaimer: I don't own League of legends or the song that I am using and I make no profit from using them in this story.
It was another great day at the Summoners' Rift with the various mighty champions of the League fighting each other and beating stone constructs and magical puppets armed with shields, tiny wands and iron toothpicks. Both teams had at least two missing players, Sona and Teemo that had mysteriously disappeared after being constantly harassed by their angry teammates.
"Omg report supp 0 vision." murmurs the stoned jungler that hasn't even noticed Sona's absence since he had been busy chasing his raptors around the jungle.
"Raperdot nood Teeto." The enemy Draven adds with a condescending tone as he absentmindedly trades auto attacks with the red team's tower.
Caitlyn nods her head in agreement as she attempts to snipe a full hp tank, the flying projectile merely scraping Nautilus as the gargantuan Titan of the Depths casually raises his enormous anchor in order to "Smash puny human."
And yet all of the tilted champions abruptly freeze and stop paying attention around them as a bittersweet melody suddenly fills the Rift and their weapons unconsciously swift to point towards the ground. Teemo's angelic voice suddenly caresses the confused champions' eardrums.
"Where is the moment we needed the most
You kick up the leaves and the free kills are lost
They tell me your blue buffs fade to grey
They tell me your marksman's gone away
And I don't need no carryin' on!"
Sona smiles as she gentle shakes her head moving it to the beat of the music, the musician's fingers sliding deftly against the strings of her favorite magical instrument.
"You stand in the lane just to last hit creeps, that's just low
You're faking smiley faces when you decide to troll
You tell me your jungler's been away for a while
Your tower's been falling to pieces every time
And I don't need no carryin' on!"
The sun hides behind a few dark rainclouds and Teemo suddenly appears next to the faintly smiling support. The short yordle is wearing a tiny black suit with black trousers and a plain white shirt with a red rose tucked on the jacket's front pocket. Sona's tempo starts quickening.
" 'Cause you had a bad game
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song as you mute the game's sound
You say to me, just go
You tell me to go die
You work at a smile and you go for a tower dive
You had a bad game
The scoreboards don't lie
You're coming back down at bot and you really don't mind
You are having a bad daaaay
Now leave my fucking lane!"
The yordle's voice is rising and falling in perfect synch with the female support's music. Every sentence is uttered with obvious conviction, every word is delivered with raw emotion, Draven find himself crying as his jungler promptly disconnects and mindlessly returns back to their fountain.
"Well, you need a blue sky holiday
The point isn't to laugh as you throw the game
And I don't need no carryin' ooooon!"
Caitlyn is suddenly filled with shame. She is a sheriff and she is supposed to preserve the order and here she was almost ready to badmouth her no good scrub teammates. It's no wonder she isn't played often at competitions. Maybe she just needed to take a nice long break and rediscover herself once more. Or mute Sona and Teemo, the female adc wasn't currently sure of what was the right decision.
"'Cause you had a bad game
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song as you mute the game's sound
You say to me, just go
You tell me to go die
You work at a smile and you go for a tower dive"
Nautilus sniffles as he lets his giant anchor slip from his enormous hands and crush to death a few mindless minions. Just look at him beating up puppets and magical stone towers like a damn fool. Mamma Illaoi would be ashamed of him if she wasn't so busy molesting Ahri in Ionia.
"You had a bad game
The scoreboards don't lie
You're coming back down at bot and you really don't mind
You are having a bad daaaay
Now leave my fucking lane!"
Diana and Leona burst into tears as they throw away their swords and rush to hug each other under the melodic tunes of Teemo's sweet voice. Leona then soon proceeds to slam her golden shield right into Diana's surprised face.
(oh, ooooooh Rito pleeeeease, don't throw the damn game!)
All the champions are now in tears. Half of them are in their promotions after all and their teammates are just standing there and singing.
"Sometimes the system goes on the blink, and the whole teamfight turns out like *bleep
Trolling and feeding just leads to defeat and you might never make it out of brooooonze!
And I'm not wrong."
Teemo's smile becomes a faint gentle grin as the short yordle stares into Sona's eyes lovingly while the enemy support keep playing her peculiar instrument.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
"So where is the passion when you need it the most
Oh, you and I
You kick up the leaves and the game is lost."
Both adcs are now spamming surrender votes, an inhibitor crumbles to dust and Nautilus is dancing with Diana and Leona. The blue team's jungler is still disconnected.
" 'Cause you had a bad game
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song as you mute the game's sound"
Teemo approaches Sona and reaches for one of the enemy support's hands with his furry palm facing upwards. A brief hesitation and the female musician soon grasps his hand. The music continues meaning that the whole song was actually prerecorded and being broadcasted from a tampered mushroom hidden somewhere in the bushes.
"You say to me just go
You tell me, to go die
You work at a smile and you go for a tower dive
You had a bad game"
The two performers stare lovingly into each other's eyes, they both take a step to come closer.
"DEFEAT fills your sight and how does it feel to lose your elo tonight?
You're coming back down at bot and you really don't mind
You are having a bad daaaay
Now leave my fucking lane!"
Two hearts are beating as one, their lips move closer.
"You had a bad game
You had a bad game (had a bad game, had a bad game, had a bad game)"
The performers finally kiss and the Nexus explodes. The jungler then reconnects just to type BG.
Notes and a plot: One of the numerous yolo stories I enjoy writing too much and I should probably be deleting right after finishing them. I was aching to write a songfiction and it was either this one or an alternative and more brutal version of Slipknot's, Wait and Bleed sang by our unexpected troubadour, our furry boy himself, Teemo! (Pause for applause)
But now after writing this one TeemoxSona is my new OTP. I am not even kidding. Teemo was once a kind shy yordle that secretly loved singing, but his strong independent single mother Illaoi one day discovered Teemo's talent and dragged him at a Hex-tech Piltovian Talent show. Teemo met Sona there and the two became dear friends that often performed as a duet together. Slowly the young yordle's admiration for the mute musician turned into love.
One day and when Teemo has heading to Sona's place to confess his love to her, a strange hooded man appeared before our naive hero. The man claimed to be working for Riot's balancing team and could restore Sona's voice. For a price. Blinded by desperation and love Teemo instantly accepted, unknowingly trading his soul for the voice of the mute songstress he loved. But alas Sona didn't care about her missing voice! She wanted Teemo instead! You see Sona had secretly fallen for our furry hero when Teemo had defended her against a bunch of obnoxious a ccapella singers that kept repeating De-ma-ci-a! in Runeterra Got Talent.
Sona, the Maven of the Strings now joins the Rift determined to use her powerful music and her newly reacquired voice to save Teemo from his eternal suffering.
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