They origins of Casinos and Diners

Ray's Music and Ludwig

Ashton wouldn't admit it, but having you along, was something he missed. And compared to Kingsley, you were very sweet and kind to them all. Kingsley flinched hearing a violin in the distance, God he hated them.

"Kingsley it's just a fucking instrument." Ashton groaned.

"You know good as hell why I hate them." Kingsley growled. You look around the streets enjoying all the music, the cheers, the claps, everything! You see a small music store, in which music be what Ray's was. Ashton stuffed his hands in his pockets as they went inside. 

"Aye Ray!" Ashton yelled as Kingsley leaned against the wall and you looked around. You froze... 

It was perfect... You slowly picked it up, it's like a small guitar, but 4 strings? You start strumming it with a few Bass Guitar chords and smile brightly. You close your eyes as you strum faster. You start by humming but it quickly turned into a song. 

"We'll take that ukulele too." Kingsley held out a few bucks.

"Kingsley we're here for the trumpet." Ashton groaned. You pause turning to them, laughing nervously as you put it back.

"It's not important." You bite your lip.

"He's a natural. Look Ray, I messed up, threw my horn and need a new one, but that kid is in need of strings." Kingsley pushed you forward to the store owner. Ray looked at you, studying you.

"I can work ya a deal Kingsley. I'll throw in the ukulele or any stringed instrument the kid wants, but I request a small favor." Ray smirked.

"Like?" Kingsley raised an eyebrow.

"The kid's a hybrid, what'd ya expect?" Ray laughed. Kingsley uppercut the man and growled.

"You sick fuck!" Kingsley went to punch him again, but Ashton beat him to it, knocking the guy out. Ashton grabbed a new sax and trumpet, Kingsley grabbed the ukulele, then grabbed you, the 2 booking it. 

"Great Kingsley there goes our cheapest music store and black market." Ashton snared. 

"He expected I'd sell the kid for a ukulele!" Kingsley snapped. 

"We're always on the run, yet some reason they all love us." Ashton groaned. 

"Ya can't resist the king." Kingsley purred as he put you down. 

"Yeah right." Ashton rolled his eyes. "Anyway, let's get us ready, gotta get the kid in our act. We start at C Major." It took at least 30 minutes to get you caught up and ready for the stage.

"Alright, we are ready." Kingsley smiled proudly.

"Oh look it's the orphan duo." A voice called out from behind causing Kingsley and Ashton to groan. 

"Ludwig." The 2 say in unison. You look at the tall man, and start laughing.

"He's the guy you wanna beat!?" You laugh more, Ashton clamped a hand over your mouth and smiled awkwardly.

"Hahhah, kids...." 

"No no, I wanna hear what the kids wants to say." Ludwig crossed his arms as Ashton let you go.

"Listen, him-" You point at Kingsley. "He's probably the most queer person I know, yet I took a look at you, you are the one to take that award. What do you play?" You crossed your arms.

"Piano of course!" You burst out in laughter.

"Oh pah-leeeeeese. You couldn't even play chopsticks, I mean look at you. You don't look like a musician or even threatening." 

"I'll beat you kid." He growled. "I'll beat you and your little pals. And after I beat you, I'm calling Hybrid Control." He started laughing. "Tootles." He strutted off.

"Well funeral arrangements should be made now." Ashton sighed.

"You better have a bite to back that bark kid. Ludwig plays dirty." Kingsley stared at you.

"It's not dirty if you win." You smirk widely.

"Never say that again kid, that brat told me it once too." Ashton shook his head as he referred to Kingsley. You nod but then look at the 2.

"How did the duo of you 2 start anyway?" You ask as Kingsley sighed.

"Ash is better with the story." 

"Well... 1919, I was 12 at the time-"

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AN: Hi! I hope you're enjoying it so far! So next chapter will have a bit on angst, but it turns happy. Have a good day!