Depths

23. Record

Heeeeeeeey.

So the last chapter was super short, but that's okay because I'm making it up to you with a super long and informational chapter. Yaaay.

I got Grammarly! A computer app that works better than spell check. (Not sponsored). Hopefully, now my grammar will be better.

I've never been to a concert, but I've seen them on Alvin and the Chipmunks, so I went off of that, but if the setting is wrong then forgive me.

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The big room filled with the scent of thousands of sweaty bodies all pressing together in a flurry of excitement and arousal. You could hardly move your feet without stepping on someone and the amount of movement in the commotion made the room much hotter than it was.

Phantom stood on stage clad in black leather pants with his sleeveless leather jacket, a lime green ascot complementing his eyes and hair. The lights that flashed above his head made his white hair appear to change color as combinations of red, blue, and purple reflected off of it.

"Sha lalalalala my oh my, look at the boy too shy, he ain't gonna kiss the girl. Sha lalalalala ain't that sad? It's a shame, too bad, he's gonna miss the girl."

The crowd in front of his screamed their appreciation for his voice, and he humored a few of the prettier ones with winks and eye contact. "Anything for a little more money and fame," their agent had said, "The more they love you, the more money they will spend on you." He didn't know much about how the economic system worked or much about human socialization, really, so he just did as he was told. 

The day after they murdered Vlad, Danny had called the radio house to blather an excuse for missing the appointment the day before. They forgave him easily, though, since he was so popular and made them drooling amounts of money with his songs, so they agreed to meet him later for lunch that day. A few days after that appointment and the board of music had heard the song, they called Danny and told him that they could hook him up with a concert. 

The boy had been ecstatic at the idea and immediately agreed. Soon after that, they were signing a contract with an agent, a few lawyers, and then they were booked a gig for a few weeks into the future. Sam agreed to be the DJ, as was her specialty, and Tucker was their tech guy. Danny was offered a team of professionals to handle the two jobs, but Danny refused to have anyone but Sam and Tucker working the controls.

"Sha lalalalala don't be scared, you got the most prepared, go on and kiss the girl. Sha lalalalala don't stop now, don't try to hide it, how you wanna kiss the girl."

Phantom carefully manipulated hypnosis into his voice, not putting them under his spell too harshly, but still influencing a considerable amount of adoration in their brains. He was on his third song, one of his own personal favorites simply because it stood out from all of Danny's other songs, and he had three more to go. He was getting hot and he knew that he would need to take a good few minute cooling off during half time.

"Float along, listen to the song. The song say, 'Kiss the girl'. Sha lalalalala music play, do what the music say, go on and kiss the girl."

Danny stood backstage watching with an overly happy grin as he stared at the object of his felicity. He would be forever grateful that Phantom did for him what he couldn't do for himself, and that was making his songs loved and known by many. The raven stared at the back of Phantom's pixie cut as the older boy sang through the climax of the last song before half time. Phantom didn't seem to know it, but he really has done so much for Danny in such a short period of time...