As the pair pushed past the line to reach their friends, much to the annoyance of everyone behind them, they both began to think of why the rest of the choir would choose to ride The Cyclone yet again, knowing what would happen. When they finally joined the rest of the group everyone was already near the front of the line. Ricky was signing something.
"Why would you guys choose to ride that thing again?"
Constance looked at Ricky, her voice filled with sorrow.
"If we ride this, yes we will die but if we don't some other people will, in our place. That's just not right"
"Plus, most of us like came to terms with it, and now I get to text Talia one last time, man!"
Mischa chimed in.
Penny looked towards Ocean, and recognised the expression on her face. She was about to say something horrible.
"Ricky, this is for the betterment of humanity! I thought you made peace with your death in your song about Cat Women??"
Then Ricky slowly began to type something into his AAC.
"I had to come to terms with it because it had already happened. Most of us regretted how we lived our lives but we needed to make peace. We get to live now, and it's wonderful, plus now people actually listen to me."
Then a soft voice spoke again, it was Constance.
"Who's that Ricky?"
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Our Lucky Number is 7
Fanfiction'Our Lucky Number is 7' is a fanfic about the Canadian Musical 'Ride The Cyclone' which has recently surged in popularity. The story follows the St Cassian's Choir as they are brought back to life after Karnak's Death.
