Your pov
After dough left i slipped my scissor gloves off when my creator mad me he forgot to take them off finally. I put them aside not planning to use them. I ran out and about and i stepped into a recording studio it had a gatar.
i already new how to play and i writen a song songs so i thought might as well. I picked up the gitare walked out side under a tree and started playing and i opened my mouth and began to sing "
Back to the street where we began
feeling as good as lovers can you know
Yeah Feeling so good
Thinking of things we shouldnt read
Looks like the end of history as we know
Its just the end of the world
Back to the street to where we began
Feeling as good as love can could
You can
into to where thought could bloom
In our room where it always
Nine in the afternoon
And we know where it could be
And we know where it should
And you feel it two
Cause it nine in the after noon
Your eyes are size of the moon
You good but cant so you do
Feeling so good cause its nine in the after noon
Your eyes the size of the moon
You good cause you cant so you do
cause it nine in the afternoon
And were feeling so good
Back to the street
Down to our feet
Loosing the feeling of feeling unique
Do you know what i mean?
Back to the place
Where we use to say
Man it good to feel to this way
now i know what i mean
Back to the street
Back to the place
Back to the room where it all began
Cause its nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You good but you cant so you do
Cause it nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You good but cant so you do
Were feeling so good because it nine in the afternoon.
Your eyes the size of the moon
You good but cant so you do
Cause its nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You good but cant so you do
Cause were feeling so good
Cause its nine in the afternoon
Your good but you cant so you do
Feeling so good because were beig so good because its nine inthe after noon
"
Suddenly i heard clapping i looked up to see the whole school sat down infront of me while i was leaning up in a tree i blushed and i scaled down the tree.
Mals pov
Woah (y/n) is so talented his voice is just wow. I looked over at the group laughing and every one asking him to sing again. I felt veary jelous because it like he hasnt notixed me uggh. Tommorow is parents day so i went to belle, beast and f.g and asked if (y/n) could sing and play the gitaur for the gueasts as a suprise. They agreed!!!!!!!
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Decendents
Fanfiction(Y/n) melody was invented by a machanic in auradon but he died leaving him incomplete and alone what happens when belle,beast,ben and four villians find him and try to help him.
