Your playing Welcome To The Black Parade
Tom hears a noise from your bedroom. It was piano. You softly sang along as your fingers moves along the keys beautifully.
"When I was, a young boy, my father took me into the city to see a marching band," you sang as Tom watched you from the doorway. "He said "son, when you grow up would you be the savior of the broken the beaten and the damned?""
"He said will you defeat them your demons and all the non-believers the plans that they have made," Tom sang as you stopped playing in shock. "H-how long have you been there?" You ask him. "Keep playing," he tells you.
"Because one day I'll leave you a phantom to lead into the summer to join the Black Parade,"
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Tom Holland and Peter Parker Imagines
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