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⠀⠀⠀"Princess, the Evil Queen is trying to—"
⠀⠀⠀"No, do it again."
⠀⠀⠀"Princess, the Evil Queen—"
⠀⠀⠀"Again."
⠀⠀⠀"Princess—"
⠀⠀⠀"No!" Lisia screeches melodramatically, her hands curling into fists as she forcefully aims them towards the ground, frustrated. "No, no, no!"
⠀⠀⠀Brendan groans aloud, his own agitation in the works. It really is a pain for him— the rest of the club members, too. Lisia can't get off of his ass over a few lines, and he knows exactly why. Yeah, he knows, he can't really do emotions very well, but does it really need this much work and time and effort? Glancing over at May, oh, his beloved May, he notices her exhausted and less energetic look; her eyelids drooping closed every few seconds.
⠀⠀⠀Did he mention, this was one of those late, after school rehearsals that lasted until ten?
⠀⠀⠀Now you know.
⠀⠀⠀"Miss, what do you want me to do?" Brendan asks with exasperation. "It is later than usual— you promised to feed us pizza at seven, and it is almost eight. Don't you think that, I don't know, we might not have energy to read these lines to your high expectations?"
⠀⠀⠀Lisia huffed. "Brendan! I know you are the most perfect person for the role. I expect everything and more from you, and your emotionless, less than monotone voice will not cut it. As for the food, we aren't leaving for it until you get this line the way I want it! Perfect tone, perfect mood."
⠀⠀⠀"You've got to be kidding."
⠀⠀⠀"Test me."
⠀⠀⠀Brendan sighed. He spared May another glance her way, her eyes already on him. Her lips formed into a sweet, patient smile that gave him the power to say that one line a million times and more. Truly, he thinks he is in love.
⠀⠀⠀Returning the smile, Brendan lifted his script up to his lips and spoke questioningly, "Princess, the Evil Queen is trying to kill you with a poison apple, should we get out of here and meet again tomorrow after rehearsals?"
⠀⠀⠀May laughed softly, nodding.
⠀⠀⠀Lisia, on the other hand, wasn't amused.
⠀⠀⠀"Brendan! Do you want food or not?"
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⠀⠀⠀Rehearsals for the Theatre Club were even more ruthless than before, Lisia making them stay after school until ten and rerunning the lines more times than one can imagine. In addition, the singing had to be perfect, and they all had to dress up according to their character. Needless to say, it was hell for Brendan.
⠀⠀⠀Luckily, today was better.
⠀⠀⠀Kind of.
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Prince Charming [HoennShipping]
FanficIn which, Brendan joins the Theatre Arts club and supposedly meets the love of his life- or, at least that's what his script says. [Modern Day, Short, Pokemon not mine] Began: May 7th, 2016 Completed: