𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙒𝘼𝙍

A Walk

It's has been an amazing day after the whole celebration poppy and the others has gathered for all of you, there were lots of dancing, singing, glitters, braiding, fireworks and more glitters and yeah lots of singing to. Please, you can't get enough with singing anyway. Right?

Anyways, it has been peaceful and very peaceful, and you've decided to permanently leave Mount Rageous and live with your family. "But y/n, how about your career?" Well, I have also decided to quit being an artist. Yes, yes, I know what you're thinking right now. I've been dreaming about this career for years when i was young, until. I completely realized that creating music felt alone.

Of course, our dear fans wouldn't move on after I quit, but I do know that there are lots of fantastic and talented artist who could bring joy to them. Though the agency wasn't that much supportive on me, they were even trying to sue me! For what? Not going on my doctor's appointment before 2:00? Please.

Yet there you are, in your own cozy little house, snuggled up comfortably, loud snoring that are practically heard outside the house, and your mouth drooling like waterfalls.

All of a sudden, the sound of a  loud ring was made the clock, waking you up in your sleep. You didn't even move except for your hand, which tiredly hit the top of the lock as it shut up. Giving out a tired yawn, the clock rang again. This time, it blew glitters everywhere as it rang loud as ever. You quickly woke up and took the clock, you were about to smash it at the wall when you remembered that the clock was made by your own two sisters as a 'welcome back' exchange gift, a celebration we had last night.

You sighed in annoyance. You looked at the clock when it began to shake randomly, in confusion and pfcourse with slow instincts. It spat you the remaining glitter it had left after exploding a huge amount. You gently placed down the clock and groggily stood up in your bed.

Dancing on, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep
Dancing on, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep
Dancing on, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep
Gonna be at, I know, gonna be at the door

Walking towards your vanity as you dust the glitter off your seat, you begin to comb your hair, remnants of the tiredness slowly drifting away. And with a simple hair flip, you instantly woke up fresh and new like the tired slef you just second ago disappeared.

Dancing on, I keep, I keep (ooh), I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep
Dancing on, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep
Dancing on (ooh), I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep, I keep
(Ooh)

You stood up from your seat as you opened the main door, placing a hand on your hip. You know this day could be better than ever.

"Whoo!"

"In case you haven't noticed,
When everybody's tired,
And healin' from somebody,
Or somethin' we don't see just right,

Boy, come on, put your lipstick on!
(No one can tell you nothin')
Come on and walk this way through the fire,
(Don't care what's on their mind)
And if you find yourself in a dark situation,
Just turn on your light and be like!

"Yes, and?"
Say that thing with your chest, and
Be your own - best friend,
Say that thing with your chest (keep moving)
Keep moving with what's next
"Yes, and?"

//

[FLOYDS POV]

"Alright, Floyd, how's the preparation going?" John Dory spoke, grabbing you by the shoulder, "it's going well actually - oh wait, I forgot the (favorite fruit)!" You panicked