Beyblade Burst Years And Years

Them making a song

I'm just gonna make scenarios now.

"I'm the picnic, your the rain. I'm the trees and your the flame?..." Ky drifted off as instantly began rereading his entire script. "So..technically, you had her."

"No I don't!" He protested, attempting to erase the fact that the computer auto corrected nearly everything he wrote. "See? Like-like this line!" He shot his head down and swirled his eyes around for a pretty decent line. Unfortunately, none matched his expectations. It would start out good, for example, 'We can rewrite the stars, and drink at a bar." He groaned here and there as Mia, sweet and loving, Mia, rolled her eyes playfully. "Here, why don't you step aside?" She asked politely while bumping her hips against his. He rolled his eyes and walked down the stage like a dying corpse. He sat down with the others, though, they all flinched away.

"Why the heck do you smell like...sardines, mix with mustard, a tad bit of the Carolina Reaper and Melissa?"

"I don't smell bad, note it, Yuki." She murmured. Sadly, she was in a very, very, dark mood. The residents were obviously unsure what had happened previously. Only she knew, and only she would keep. She wouldn't even say it to her one and only best friend. Ravenna. Even she suggested to herself to stay at least five miles away. Sadly, the giant room with it's ravishing red curtains couldn't afford that, so, as a result, she just ended up sitting all the way to the other side of the room. "No offense but, your aura gives me the chills." Responded Yuki, plucking her nose. "To be completely fair, I haven't took a shower in..atleast three winks. I refuse to believe I smell that bad."

Yuki forced her eyes to roll over, scooting her bum four seats down from him. Even Emma had to stay as distant as can be. Already, it was perfect timing, the exact time Mia decided to rise her voice. "This is a song...that I made. And honestly, I'm pretty proud about it. I may not have the best voice, the best songs, lyrics, but, all in all, I did my best."

"Songs don't begin with a speech, idiot." Snapped Melissa who slouched deeply in her seat. Bags under her eyes, her face pale. It was as if Emma turned her into a vampire. A moody one sadly. Mia merely just shut her ears up immediately the moment she heard her voice a began. "YOU, WERE MY ONY ONE....I LOVE YOU TO THE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNND OFT DIS WWWWIIIIIRRRRRLLLLDDDDD, MY LUUUUUUUUVE WIFLLLLLL NEVVVVAAAAA AAAANNNNNNNND"

"My turn. That sucks by the way." Glared Melissa who pulled her body from the peaceful chair. Mia cursed under her breath as she exchanged Melissa a false smile when they both passed each other. Melissa flipped through her pages and began her lines. "I sat on a tree. I got thirsty so I drank some pee. Then I got flirty, and fell in love with an all mighty. He bought be chips. He kissed me on the lips. Then one day, he smacked me with a tray. I didn't cry, but he LIED. SO I RIPPED HIS HEAD OFF, ACTING ALL TOUGH. THIS GUY, HE ALSO STOLE MY PIE, IM LOOKING AT YOU KY!" She screeched into the microphone as she sent her, 'all-famous' glare. Everybody's head twisted towards him as he flipped out. "First of all, dating you would be..I don't know, living with a nuclear bomb. Second. I never stole a pie...none less , from you. I didn't you even know you can consume pie. And plus, that was a speech, not a song."

"How am I suppose to make a ####### song, when you, #####-### people are sniffing around my ###### business like raccoons?"

"Since when have ever snuck around your business. Other than the time I hid in your closet, the time I hid under your beds the time I stole half you hair, the time I plucked a piece of hair when you were sleeping..."

"THE FUDGE EMMA?!"