"Demoman? Would you like to do the honors?" Melissa asked timidly. "Aye lass. T'would be a pleasure." Demo said softly. He placed his hand palm up in front of her to allow her to climb up. He then lifted her up to his shoulder for her to sit. "Don't worry lads. Anyone tha'll be tryin' to harm the wee lassie will be fleein' as if they saw old Nessie." He said before they left. The two of them went into a room with a grand piano. "Can you play?" Melissa asked. "Aye, I've been playing before you were born." Demo responded as he sat down at the bench and started to play.
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"Twinkle Twinkle little star? Isn't that a bit too easy?" The tiny woman asked. "Just ye wait lass." The Scot said with a smile. He had finished the theme and moved on to the first variation, which impressed Melissa. "Wow," Melissa complimented. "I know this is more difficult than it sounds, but I would love to learn if I were...." "Tell ye what, once we get ye back to normal, I'd be willing ta teach ye." Demo said. He continued through the variations, adding a bit of his own ornamentation. After the sixth variation, Melissa requested that she'd be set down on a small table next to the piano and danced along with the rest of the piece(s). Watching her dance invoked feelings of seeing a tiny fairy dancing on her tippy toes.
A/N: I incorporated my favorite instrument into this chapter. My piano teacher and I are working on the Twelve Variations of Ah, Vous Dirai‐je Maman (Twinkle Twinkle little star to americans). I also love to dance though I'm honestly quite terrible.
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Shrunken Test Subject | A TF2 fanfiction
FanfictionMelissa has been with the RED mercenaries for most of her life, seeing then as father and brother figures. While the team is going up against their BLU counterparts, she has to stay back at the base for safety. But when she is captured, shrunken, an...
