Roots

The Scales

As the first pair of siblings got their cutie marks, they all wanted to get one too. BB (What they call Brass Bringer) and Saxton being part of that. They had gotten instruments that they play proficiently. They had been the best of their class. Saxton was an Alto Saxophone player and BB a Tenor Trombone player.

They had their first concert approaching, like the science fair, they took it as a time to prove themselves. They had agreed to rehearse together and gotten permission to do a solo together. They were going to preform "Dixieland Jamboree" It was a swing kind of song. It was exceptionally hard but fun. Opening night they played it as a solo, and it was hard but they kept it together and clean, making that show worth seeing. But as they completed it and were going to pack their instruments in their cases, a noise was heard, and on their flank appeared cutie marks! Saxton's was a Treble Clef with notes surrounding and BB's was two mirroring Bass Clefs, forming a heart. They had been happy as they'd ever been. "Can you believe we got it from a song?" BB asked his brother "I dunno BB but I think it was great... we did really good, I could tell!" Saxton encouraged. "I suppose it was pretty good, wasn't it?" "You bet it was, boys." Riptrack said warmly as he walked into their bedroom. The two musicians smiled upon his entrance. "You two best be getting to sleep, it's late." Riptrack said as he tucked them into their beds. "Thanks, dad." Saxton yawned. "Yeah, thanks for helping us." BB added. "With what? You two are the ones that earned those marks" Riptrack beamed. That night, an inseparable bond was made between two brothers as they were starting to see the significance between themselves as a duet of sound. The sound of music.