Dream POV:
I'm so nervous right now. I hope the efforts form the past three months have paid off. We got voted first place for our cover of Freaks, which somehow was made work with maracas. Don't ask how, I don't know either. Wilbur came up to me, clearly nervous right before the performance.
"Hey uh, Dream?" He said, his voice hoarse and discomfort clear in his eyes.
"Yeah?"
"So of course today is the fucking day I get a sore throat. So, I'll continue singing until my voice gives out. Is it possible for you to like, I dunno, accompany me? Like you're already doing the back up vocals, but when I tap the mic three times and look back at you, could you start singing all the lyrics, not just backups? I'll just step away when my voice gives out" I listened carefully. So I'd need to watch his mic to notice when that happens. Me and George had also planned to come out to the whole school this performance, so it was kind of a big deal already. I still nodded. Our band needed a singer, so I was going to do the job if necessary.
"George? You got everything ready? Is that in tune? Tommy and Tubbo, you remember the beat? Niki? Got spare drumsticks in case of emergencies? Dream? All the strings good? Karl? You got the right setti-" I cut off Wilbur's rambling. "Relax Wilbur, everything's fine, we checked a million times already. It's only our school, we will do well. Okay? Drink some warm water, do your stretches, breathe, everything will. Be. Fine. Alright?" I reassured him, gently tapping his shoulder. He seemed to relax a bit.
"Hey uh, it's time. We need to go. The curtains are opening soon, follow me" Techno advised, and we soon followed just in time for all of us to be out of sight.
"And now, what you've all been waiting for, to end this ceremony right before sending you all off to the winter holidays, the cover that won the contest, the song Freaks, originally by Surf Curse, preformed, live by none other than The SMP!" Our principal, Minx, a tall woman with a thick Irish accent, one not to mess with announced. The crowd errupted in cheers, everyone seemed eager to hear us. We lined up behind Techno, and when what seemed like an appropriate time had passed we walked on stage, getting even more cheers from the school. I could see the nervousness in Wilbur so I walked over to him, giving him a brotherly pat on the shoulder. He took a deep breath in, all of us looking at Techno to give Niki the starting signal.
After what seemed like forever, that most likely was a couple of seconds, Niki gets the free to go from Techno. She hits the plates (idk that's what they are in my native language) four times before actually starting to play. The other people not playing the melody, meaning Tommy, Tubbo and me joined in. Next up were Karl and George. Now, it was time for Wilbur to sing.
'Don't kill me, just help me run away' Okay, so far Wilbur's doing well.
'From everyone, I need a place to stay' I'm hearing a bit of strain, still doing alright.
'Where I can cover up my face' Okay, his voice is breaking a bit, I need to look at his hands.
'Don't cry' There it is, the signal. Alright.
'I'm just a freak' Now we were both singing with our full hearts. He's starting to fade out carefully.
'I'm just a freak' Now he wasn't singing at all and stepped to the side. Now Ranboo changed the spotlight to me. The crowd went silent for a second before once again cheering. The rest of the song went smoothly.
As the song ended Wilbur stepped back to the mic, croaking out with whatever voice he had an explanation. "Sorry I couldn't sing, I lost my voice" he said, only audible thanks to the mic right in front of him. "Thanks to Dream for doing it though, without him it wouldn't have been possible. Thanks Tommy for your stupid idea of making a band, thanks to Ranboo for doing the lights and thanks to Techno for working as kind of our manager, thanks to Niki, Tubbo and Karl for always bringing light to practice" George spoke, now having come up to the mic. I snaked an arm around his waist and gently pulled him in closer, giving him a quick peck on the lips. Gasps were heard from all around the audience until cheers filled the room. I shouted a quick "thank you" to the mic before we walked off in the same order we had come on the stage in.
Backstage there was excited cheering. The rest of our friends had came to congratulate us, even Eret and Sally were here. And two idiots I wasn't expecting to see.
"Q! Sap! What the fuck are you guys doing here?" I shouted excitedly. They both just grinned. "Thank your mom for letting us stay, and our school for ending a day earlier" Quackity smirked. After a long group hug Sapnap's eyes were glued to a certain someone. Karl immediately jumped into his arms, clinging onto him for dear life.
'Happy holidays now that the group is together'
WC:898
Yeah it's done now probably like one more chap then the book ends
Dw there's more of my writing on my page though
Remember to eat something and hydrate, I love you <3
-Jay
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