For You
"Ouch! Stretch..." Blue whined. The said boy turned around. "What's up bro?" he asked. "Would you stop doing that?!" Blue bellowed.
"Doing what?" "Hitting me on the back of the head???!!" Blue was furious. "Alright, bro. Alright." Stretch shoved his hands into his pockets.
"By the way, did you really convince Ink to sing with you?"
"Yeah. It was tough, but I did."
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"..." Ink fiddled with the straw in his drink. "Is something wrong, Ink?" Blue asked. "You haven't touched your food-"
SMACK!
He didn't need to.
His entire face went straight in.
"Woah! Ink! What the taco??" Blue shifted an inch further from his bestie.
"Wutivicantoid?" was the reply.
"Sorry, what?" Blue scooted back to his original position.
"What if I can't sing?" Ink raised his head. His face was covered in mustard, pickles and a bit of lettuce.
"W...Woah." Blue took a minute to process. "Oh, you mean the..."
"Yes..." Tears slid down the young boy's face, making the mess look even worse.
"Aw, Inky...You don't have to worry...you sing so well!" "You don't know that!" Ink protested.
"..." Blue turned a bit.
"..." Tears brimmed in Ink's eyes as he stood up. He ran away.
Dream was startled by the whole commotion.
"Blue?"
"What have I done...?" the white haired boy buried his face into his mini scarf.
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"Ly-" Dream's eyes widened.
Ink was there, not Lynx.
"Not the first to fall,
But I hope you're the last,
Once you leave me here there's no coming back,
Stay with me my child,
I will raise you as my own,
My own!
Refuse to let it takes you,
Like it took all the rest,
The nightmare too familiar,
Replays till nothing's left,
Why wrap your heart in peril,
When we can hi-"
Ink turned around. His eyes widen.
"D-Dream?!"
"Uh...that's the name...?"
"Wait...she told you, didn't she?" Ink lowered his head.
"Lynx...did." Dream looked down guiltily.
Ink sighed.
"I wanna sing...but...I'm so scared...I'm afraid th-"
Dream looked at his odd coloured eyes.
"No, Ink. You sing like an angel." Dream confessed.
"..."
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Mr. Nightmare looked around.
Strange...where are they?
He had been looking around the sea of children. Not one was his brother or his friends.
"Ok, next...we have four very special kids. Give it up for..." the Showman, Stretch, announced.
"The Star Kids with the song: Secret Classroom!"
Mr. Nightmare snapped his head up.
The Star Kids...? But that's...
The four kids took their positions on stage.
The special song requested was played.
Ink lifted the mic to his mouth.
"He said:"
The others lifted.
"Oh pretty young lady,
Where would you like to go?
Come with me, or you'll be,
Their favorite victim in tow,
My answer was laughter,
Soft as I raised my head,"
Dream and Blue were suddenly the ones to sing.
"As you see,
I'm sorry,
It's too late for me,
Heh."
Ink then raised again.
"I said:
Oh pretty young lady,
Where you like to go?
Stay with me,
I can't see,
A better place you could go,
Her answer was laughter,
As darkness left her side,"
Lynx raised.
"I'll be fine,
Just in time,
Thank you so much for being kind."
All four raise.
"Oh pretty young lady,
Where would you like to go?
Don't go please,
You won't be,
Their victim anymore so,"
Ink raised, his voice loud and clear with confidence.
"Her answer, a whisper,
She smiles and raises her head,
Help them please,
Forgive me,
I'll take care of myself,
Heh~"
Ink lowered the mic, but when the cheering of the crowd came, he stiffened.
"Ink." Blue held his hand from behind, keeping him from freaking out too much.
"Haha..." Mr. Nightmare came up on stage.
"I'm so proud of you guys!" He hugged the Star Kids.
"Can we have some ice cream?" Blue asked.
"Ok. But..." He smiled.
"Please do your homework?" Lynx asked.
"No...have a fun time!" Mr. Nightmare chuckled.
The two songs:
"Ouch! Stretch..." Blue whined. The said boy turned around. "What's up bro?" he asked. "Would you stop doing that?!" Blue bellowed.
"Doing what?" "Hitting me on the back of the head???!!" Blue was furious. "Alright, bro. Alright." Stretch shoved his hands into his pockets.
"By the way, did you really convince Ink to sing with you?"
"Yeah. It was tough, but I did."
............................................................................................................
"..." Ink fiddled with the straw in his drink. "Is something wrong, Ink?" Blue asked. "You haven't touched your food-"
SMACK!
He didn't need to.
His entire face went straight in.
"Woah! Ink! What the taco??" Blue shifted an inch further from his bestie.
"Wutivicantoid?" was the reply.
"Sorry, what?" Blue scooted back to his original position.
"What if I can't sing?" Ink raised his head. His face was covered in mustard, pickles and a bit of lettuce.
"W...Woah." Blue took a minute to process. "Oh, you mean the..."
"Yes..." Tears slid down the young boy's face, making the mess look even worse.
"Aw, Inky...You don't have to worry...you sing so well!" "You don't know that!" Ink protested.
"..." Blue turned a bit.
"..." Tears brimmed in Ink's eyes as he stood up. He ran away.
Dream was startled by the whole commotion.
"Blue?"
"What have I done...?" the white haired boy buried his face into his mini scarf.
............................................................................................................
"Ly-" Dream's eyes widened.
Ink was there, not Lynx.
"Not the first to fall,
But I hope you're the last,
Once you leave me here there's no coming back,
Stay with me my child,
I will raise you as my own,
My own!
Refuse to let it takes you,
Like it took all the rest,
The nightmare too familiar,
Replays till nothing's left,
Why wrap your heart in peril,
When we can hi-"
Ink turned around. His eyes widen.
"D-Dream?!"
"Uh...that's the name...?"
"Wait...she told you, didn't she?" Ink lowered his head.
"Lynx...did." Dream looked down guiltily.
Ink sighed.
"I wanna sing...but...I'm so scared...I'm afraid th-"
Dream looked at his odd coloured eyes.
"No, Ink. You sing like an angel." Dream confessed.
"..."
............................................................................................................
Mr. Nightmare looked around.
Strange...where are they?
He had been looking around the sea of children. Not one was his brother or his friends.
"Ok, next...we have four very special kids. Give it up for..." the Showman, Stretch, announced.
"The Star Kids with the song: Secret Classroom!"
Mr. Nightmare snapped his head up.
The Star Kids...? But that's...
The four kids took their positions on stage.
The special song requested was played.
Ink lifted the mic to his mouth.
"He said:"
The others lifted.
"Oh pretty young lady,
Where would you like to go?
Come with me, or you'll be,
Their favorite victim in tow,
My answer was laughter,
Soft as I raised my head,"
Dream and Blue were suddenly the ones to sing.
"As you see,
I'm sorry,
It's too late for me,
Heh."
Ink then raised again.
"I said:
Oh pretty young lady,
Where you like to go?
Stay with me,
I can't see,
A better place you could go,
Her answer was laughter,
As darkness left her side,"
Lynx raised.
"I'll be fine,
Just in time,
Thank you so much for being kind."
All four raise.
"Oh pretty young lady,
Where would you like to go?
Don't go please,
You won't be,
Their victim anymore so,"
Ink raised, his voice loud and clear with confidence.
"Her answer, a whisper,
She smiles and raises her head,
Help them please,
Forgive me,
I'll take care of myself,
Heh~"
Ink lowered the mic, but when the cheering of the crowd came, he stiffened.
"Ink." Blue held his hand from behind, keeping him from freaking out too much.
"Haha..." Mr. Nightmare came up on stage.
"I'm so proud of you guys!" He hugged the Star Kids.
"Can we have some ice cream?" Blue asked.
"Ok. But..." He smiled.
"Please do your homework?" Lynx asked.
"No...have a fun time!" Mr. Nightmare chuckled.
The two songs:
(Stay by Tryhardninja)
(Secret Garden 4 people version)
(P.S. This is called 'Secret Garden' by EmpathP. 'Secret Classroom' is just a parody of it.)
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