Funny Funhouse Stories

Funny and Fig's music session

Funny and Fig have a music session together.
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It was a boring day at the funhouse. The gang wasn't there today, and Funny was bored. He decided to ask Windy and Teddy if they wanted to go on a walk.

"Hey Teddy, Windy, do you wanna go out on a walk?" He asked. But, they were both sleeping on the little bed in the corner. He awed quietly and decided to take a walk by himself. He poofed into his human form and wrote a note saying he was taking a walk and that he would be back soon.

While he was walking, he ran into Fig.

"Hello, Funny." he signed.

"Hiya, Fig. Nice day out, isn't it." Funny signed back.

"Sure is. Hey, wanna play some music with me?" Fig asked.

"I would love to." He signed as they both went to a nice open area.

They went to get some drums to play with. Fig had a single drum, while Funny had a full drum set. They set up their area and got ready.

"Let's play." Funny counted them in, but Fig stopped him.

"What's wrong, Fig?" He asked.

Fig motioned for him to take off his cochlear implants. Funny took them off and put it in his pocket.

"Now what? How am I supposed to play if I can't hear the music?" He signed.

Fig patted his chest and looked at Funny, who looked like he understood what he meant.

"Oohh. I remember. I need to feel the beat of my heart to feel the groove." Funny signed.

"Ready?" Fig asked.

"Ready." Funny answered.

Fig started off the beat, then Funny joined in after. Soon, the two of them were doing a lovely duet even though they couldn't hear anything. They even had an audience at one point. Afterwards, it was time to go home.

"That was so much fun, Fig." He signed.

"Yea, we should do this more often, Funny."

"How about next week. I'm free on Thursday." Funny suggested.

"Let's do it. Ses you later, Funny." Fig signed before leaving.

"Bye, Fig." he signed back before leaving.

As he walked back to the Funhouse, he pulled his cochlears out of his pocket and put them back on, listening to the birds chipping and the leaves rustling. Today, he learned that you don't have to hear to make music. The music comes from inside you. He approached the house and poofed back into his funhouse form to take a little nap, dreaming about the fun day he had with his deaf buddy.