Mafia Family Heroes x Sing 1 and 2

Prolongue

It was a nice day in the kingdom of Soleanna. Me and my family are known as the mafia family heroes. Everyone in my family is married, except for me because many suitors were scared of me due to my mafia identity. One day, I got up due to the warm glow from outside and started doing my morning routine.

"Good morning world! And all who inhabit it. Jump out of bed. Mix up a breakfast for my favorite family. Full steam ahead. The S.S. "I Am Ready" is about to set sail. This kind of day. Couldn't get much better, but it keeps on trying. I'm on my way. Somewhere there's a kingdom that needs leading. And who's the lucky girl in the mirror who is living her dream? Who's always extra careful with her dental hygiene? World, it's me. Happy just to be here in the world renowned

Soleanna. How I love this kingdom. Soleanna. When the sun shines down. On a beautiful Soleanna day," I sang as I walked downstairs to the HQ.

"Good morning Tails!" I said.

"Uh, is it morning already?" Tails asked, tiredly.

"It sure is. And I'm singing an opening number!" I replied.

"Oh, oh! I want a verse!" Tails said.

"I missed a snack. This busy schedule makes it hard to be me. To stay on track. Now I'll have to eat it while I'm working. There might not be time for a nap, but I'll do what I can. They're showing all the episodes of SuperMan. Oh, every single one! I'm spending all day underneath my favorite spot." Tails sang.

"Favorite spot," I vocalized.

"Soleanna. Now, what rhymes with spot?" Tails sang.

"Rhymes with spot," I vocalized.

"Soleanna. Nothing rhymes with spot," Tails sang.

"Rhymes with spot," I vocalized.

"It's a typical Soleanna day," We sang.

"Good morning, Gunner!" We said as we looked out of the window.

"Another day, another migraine," Gunner grumbled.

"When I want some quiet there's nowhere to go. A sensitive artist can't get a moment's peace. With these royal idiots in stereo. They never go away," Gunner sang.

"Never go away," Townspeople vocalized.

"Typical Bikini Bottom day," Gunner sang.

"Boy howdy, that was close! It's just a little smoke, a minor setback," Bunnie sang.

"Setback," I vocalized.

"A few more hours at most. And I'll be done with this brand new jetpack," Bunnie sang.

"Jetpack," I vocalized.

"And then this Texas bunny, this country girl. Will spread her wings and fly. Her cottontail a comet's trail. Clear across the sky. Above the town and looking down On a typical Bikini Bottom day," Bunnie sang.

"I'm off to work at the Massage Therapy," I said while making my way to my job.

At my job, it was owned and operated by Sherry Blossom and across town, the least popular massage therapy, RelaxaRealm. Run by Tarasdiary. Two archenemies locked in a massage Cold War.

"Winds from the west. Everywhere you look, the skies are clear and sunny. Good weather's best. When you're in the mood to make a ton of money." Sherry sang.