Rock Band Party, Tuesday Evening, First Floor Rec Room

[glacial_queen]

Karla and Warren had celebrated their return to their proper forms in the way that many teenagers would find appropriate: they'd headed back to the modern mainland, found a toy store, and bought a gaming system (or three). Along with the games they bought to go along with said system, they also picked up a few guitars, a keyboard, a drum set, and two microphones.

Once back in the rec room, the rest of the afternoon had been spent setting up the systems and buying every single song available for the game. Waiting for them to finish downloading actually took longer than the initial setting up, even taking in Karla's attempts to 'help'.

But now the system was set up, the songs were ready, and the instruments prepared.

Fandom High? Get ready to rock.

[Open for anyone who wants to play. not_a_parakeet modded to an ungodly degree with permission! Just a warning about SP and Karla's threads--I will be AFK all day, but if you're willing to wait until Thursday that's fine by me.]

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[glacial_queen]

Karla laughed at him. Kindly. Really. "Well, I can sing, but I don't know any of the songs," she reminded. "Well, maybe some of them."

After all, Dinah had given her an ipod of music and there were roughly FOUR MILLION SONGS they'd just downloaded. Surely there would be one or two she recognized.

"You can try the keyboard?"

[wwiii]

"The keyboard! It has... keys!"

Warren, stop that. You outgrew that awkward stage a while ago. Right? Right.

"Maybe I'll just try a little bit of everything, just to get it all out of my system? I can't be terrible at all of it."

Maybe. Maybe Warren would be to Rock Band as Karla was to baking.

[glacial_queen]

Karla just sighed fondly and shook her head. "It's pressing colored buttons in patterns," she said, as yet unaware just how hard that could actually be. "You'll be fine, darling. We'll have you, uhh, rocking out in minutes."

It's not like the dancing game they'd gotten, too. That could be dangerous, especially with a sixteen foot wingspan.

[wwiii]

Hey, now. He'd only spread those wings if he found himself in sudden danger of tipping over! And he had the balance of a bird!

No problem!

Theoretically.

"... When you put it like that, I kind of feel silly for being nervous," he admitted, pursing his lips a bit.

[glacial_queen]

Aww. That meant he needed a kiss. Also, it had been almost fifteen minutes since the last time she'd kissed him, so obviously they were about due.

"It's something you never tried before," she pointed out. "And we're kind of collecting an audience." Which would certainly help his nervousness, good job, Karla. "But you're going to be fine. I have faith in your button-pressing abilities."

[wwiii]

Warren didn't press buttons! He had business skills! Keys were similar, but not quite the same thing!

"Well, if you have faith, then I guess I'm going to be just fine."

What was the worst that could happen?

[glacial_queen]

He could be as bad at Rock Band as Karla was to baking? Only in front of an audience?

"Well, if you did decide to sing, you could stick to songs you know?" Karla offered. "Then it won't trying something new, at least!"

[wwiii]

... What songs did Warren know? He'd grown up well after the days of MTV actually playing music, after all.

"You don't suppose they have 'Row, Row, Row Your Boat?'"

[glacial_queen]

"I don't think I saw that among the ones we downloaded," Karla said dubiously.

Of course, they'd downloaded something like a million, so Karla wasn't willing to commit for certain.

"Maybe we could find one of the songs that's less singing and more talking? Then you'd just have to say the words on the screen."

Rhythmically. And in time.

[wwiii]

THAT WAS EVEN WORSE.

"... Like, rap or something?"

[glacial_queen]

"Ummm, I think that's what it's called?" Karla said.

LIKE SHE KNEW MODERN MUSICAL GENRES, WARREN.

"There's some by the Beastly Boys, I think."

Beast--oh, never mind.

[wwiii]

... Close enough.

"I could probably fake that," Warren mused, almost, almost convinced on this thing. There was no way this could backfire! Right? "Just talking. Talking with a rhythm."

[glacial_queen]

"I'll cheer you on," Karla promised.

Even if he was horrible. Not that she expected it to be horrible, but it's just what good girlfriends did.

"If you want, I can try to play like...guitar or something?" she offered, looking at the rest of the instruments. "I'll be a lot busier trying to figure out how it works than judging your singing voice. Not that I planned to do that even if I'm just cheering or anything!"

[wwiii]

"No way," Warren laughed. "If I'm singing, you're singing with me. Someone who knows they can carry a tune better be working the mic."

So there!

[glacial_queen]

Karla laughed at that and grabbed the other microphone. "No pretending to lose your voice halfway through," she chided. "I know about your Healing factor."

He could try that foolishness with someone else, so there.

"Though if I'd known we were singing together, I would have tried to convince you to sing a love song."

[wwiii]

"There are a lot of duets," Warren agreed, a little playfulness creeping into his voice. "But are you sure you want me giving proclamations of forever-love while sounding like a cat with its tail in a mousetrap?"

[glacial_queen]

Karla glanced around to make sure no one else was listening and leaned in to whisper, "You make it sound like you haven't sung love songs with me before."

Granted, that had been Fandom whimsy and not in front of everyone else, but the point stood.

"Haven't run away yet, have I?"

[wwiii]

Fandom whimsy had given him a half-decent sense of rhythm and timing! Thank goodness for that!

"No, you haven't." And for that, Warren was very thankful. "So, you'll still love me if I don't sing as well when I'm not randomly breaking out into songs I don't even know?"

[glacial_queen]

"I'll simply demand enough kisses to make up for it," Karla informed him smugly. "The worse you are, the more kisses for me. Either way, I win."

[wwiii]

"The more kisses, the less I can sing," Warren reasoned. "I think that works out pretty well for me, too, actually."

Kisses! Kisses were the BEST.

[glacial_queen]

Kisses were awesome.

"That reminds me," she added dimpling. "I have some receipts I should hand off to you."

'Some.' Like a box full. A BIG box.

"But not tonight. Tonight we are singing Beastly Boy songs."

[wwiii]

"And maybe some Beastie Boy songs, if we're feeling ambitious," Warren joked, slipping into an easy grin. "Hand me the receipts any time, Karla. Tonight is for fun."