The next day, Chris and Porsha were in the room together talking. "Hey Porsha...I'm curious. What was it like for you growing up? Your dad was rich and you basically had everything." asked Chris. "Well, it all started a long time ago." said Porsha. *Flashback* At the first Crystal Mansion, we see a 5 year old, Porsha. She was having fun like any 5 year old would do. "Like you said, I basically had everything. Butlers, maids and all my favorite things" said Porsha. "You know, I've never met your mom. What was she like?" asked Chris. "Porsha?" called out Porsha's mother. She came downstairs and greeted her with a hug. "Hi, Mommy!" said Porsha as she hugged her. "She is the best mom I could ask for. She would take me out to places and she was also a big fan of your mom." said Porsha. *Flashback pause* Porsha was looking out the window of the hospital, watching the beautiful city. "Then that night came." said Porsha as she looked down. *Flashback continue* It was the middle of the night and Porsha woke up to noises. Her parents were arguing. Then, she came to Porsha. "I promise to come back for you, Porsha. If he ever does anything to you, just call me ok?" said her mother as she sheds tears. "Ok, Mommy." said Porsha as she too sheds tears. Her mother kissed her forehead. "I love you." she said as she left. Jimmy holds Porsha's hand as he brings her back inside. "And that was the last time I saw her. She texted me, making sure I was okay. But over the course of time, my dad was depressed. I've never seen him cry that much. After that day, that was when he started to spoil me so I'd stay out of his way." said Porsha. *Flashback end* Porsha shed a tear as Chris held her hand. "Babe, I am so sorry. I had no idea." said Chris as he hugged her head tightly. "Since then...I have been a spoiled brat. But all that changed since I heard of you." said Porsha. *Flashback* Porsha was on the phone while watching T.V. "And the hottest story of the day, we have a rising singer ascending. The son of the late Queen, known as Chris has made his debut with the Moon Cast!" said a reporter as Porsha hung up and saw a picture of him. Then, Chris's interview began to play. She admired him. "He looks beautiful and so handsome." said Porsha as she romantically sighed. Prior to the events of Chris's debut, she watched every single one of Chris's concerts. She became his superfan. She bought posters, his albums and stuffed animals. As she was listening to one of his songs, she turned on the T.V and watched the news. "And the hottest news of the day, CEO of Crystal Entertainment, Jimmy Crystal has reportedly hired producer Buster Moon to set up a musical event, featuring Clay Calloway and get ready folks...Chris!!" said Linda as Porsha gasped loudly. "That's right! Chris has rejoined the cast after parting ways to pursue his music career and is about to take it to the next level. This may be one of the greatest musical events we may ever see." said Linda. Porsha jumped and cheered in excitement as she fell on her bed and hugged a stuffed animal plushie of Chris. *Flashback end* Chris smiled as he held her hand. "That must be the best story I've ever heard." said Chris as Porsha smiled. The nurse enters. "Chris, sir? We're ready for your surgery." said the nurse. "Alright, babe. Let's do it and don't worry." said Porsha as she held out her hand. "I'll hold your hand along the way." said Porsha as Chris smiled. "I love you, Porsha." said Chris as they kissed. Chris was taken to the surgery room, where the doctors performed surgery and as promised Porsha was with him. "It's okay, Chris. I'm here." said Porsha as she brushed his fur and held his hand. An hour later, the surgery was a success and Chris was given a foot cast to wear and crutches for him to walk until his foot fully healed.
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Sing: The Era of Music
FanfictionIn a city of anthropomorphic animals called Catalonia, a koala named Buster Moon hosts a singing competition as a chance to save his theater from repossession and along the way, 5 animals were selected to participate but when it comes to competition...