In hindsight, Spencer realized the Disney compilation cd should have been a clue. Brendon was energetic and enthusiastic about all things Disney, but he generally wasn't suicidal.
Brendon is already in the backseat of the car, when Ryan picks Spencer up from school. When Spencer slides into the passenger seat there’s a commercial playing on the radio station--since when did Ryan listen to the radio?-- and Spencer goes to play whatever cd is currently in rotation.
“Don’t--” Ryan moves to abort the action, but it’s took late. Sha-lalalalala, do what the music say, you gotta kiss the girl, explodes from the speakers, before Ryan hastily shuts its off.
“Disney?” Spencer doesn’t even bother hiding his laughter. “Is Brendon rubbing off on you?”
Brendon grins unrepentantly from the backseat, “Hey! It’s a perfectly valid music choice Spencer Smith. You know you want to sha-lalala kiss me!”
Ryan scowls, and presses on the gas pedal, throwing Spencer and Brendon against their seats as he peels out of the school parking-lot.
Spencer finds the crown in his backpack, carefully placed between his statistics book and sheet music. It’s nothing special, a cardboard cut-out of a crown that could be found at any fast food chain, but on the inside, in black permanent marker is written once upon a dream.
Weird, Spencer thinks, placing it back in his bag, I must have picked it up by mistake.
Spencer still isn’t sure what is going on. He tried to ask, once, at the very beginning of practice, but Ryan had sent him a particularly venomous look--Sit down, shut-up and play, Spence.
"You're longing, you're pining, the love of your life is somewhere out there and you don't know where. Seriously, Brendon, you need to make the emotion more explicit," Ryan argues, stepping into Brendon's personal space and using grand arm gestures..
Brendon rolls his eyes and cards a hand through his hair, "I am fucking longing, Ross. I'm waiting for my damn prince, how much more explicit can that be?"
"What will you do if the prince never returns? What will you do if the prince falls in love with someone else?" Ryan's voice rises, echoing off the the ceiling of the garage. “What if the prince decides he wants to cuddle with someone else?”
"Um, guys?" Brent's voice breaks Ryan's tirade. "It’s just a Disney song."
“That doesn’t mean it can’t gave emotions,” Ryan snapped and Spencer blinked because was Ryan actually getting defensive over commercial music? “Besides, we can make it better,” he added, pointing one lean finger in Brendon’s direction, “Sing.”
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Date: 15 Feb 2011 01:35 (UTC)In hindsight, Spencer realized the Disney compilation cd should have been a clue. Brendon was energetic and enthusiastic about all things Disney, but he generally wasn't suicidal.
Brendon is already in the backseat of the car, when Ryan picks Spencer up from school. When Spencer slides into the passenger seat there’s a commercial playing on the radio station--since when did Ryan listen to the radio?-- and Spencer goes to play whatever cd is currently in rotation.
“Don’t--” Ryan moves to abort the action, but it’s took late. Sha-lalalalala, do what the music say, you gotta kiss the girl, explodes from the speakers, before Ryan hastily shuts its off.
“Disney?” Spencer doesn’t even bother hiding his laughter. “Is Brendon rubbing off on you?”
Brendon grins unrepentantly from the backseat, “Hey! It’s a perfectly valid music choice Spencer Smith. You know you want to sha-lalala kiss me!”
Ryan scowls, and presses on the gas pedal, throwing Spencer and Brendon against their seats as he peels out of the school parking-lot.
Spencer finds the crown in his backpack, carefully placed between his statistics book and sheet music. It’s nothing special, a cardboard cut-out of a crown that could be found at any fast food chain, but on the inside, in black permanent marker is written once upon a dream.
Weird, Spencer thinks, placing it back in his bag, I must have picked it up by mistake.
Spencer still isn’t sure what is going on. He tried to ask, once, at the very beginning of practice, but Ryan had sent him a particularly venomous look--Sit down, shut-up and play, Spence.
"You're longing, you're pining, the love of your life is somewhere out there and you don't know where. Seriously, Brendon, you need to make the emotion more explicit," Ryan argues, stepping into Brendon's personal space and using grand arm gestures..
Brendon rolls his eyes and cards a hand through his hair, "I am fucking longing, Ross. I'm waiting for my damn prince, how much more explicit can that be?"
"What will you do if the prince never returns? What will you do if the prince falls in love with someone else?" Ryan's voice rises, echoing off the the ceiling of the garage. “What if the prince decides he wants to cuddle with someone else?”
"Um, guys?" Brent's voice breaks Ryan's tirade. "It’s just a Disney song."
“That doesn’t mean it can’t gave emotions,” Ryan snapped and Spencer blinked because was Ryan actually getting defensive over commercial music? “Besides, we can make it better,” he added, pointing one lean finger in Brendon’s direction, “Sing.”