Note: So there's this challenge called TwoSet Out of Context on Instagram. The goal is to draw fanart, make a fanfic, etc. explaining one or more of these pictures. So, here's a fanfic inspired from it! Link below if you want to join in :)
Brett nervously stroked the tiny box in his pocket. Licking his lips, he ran through the lines in his head for the millionth time. He had practiced for hours in front of the mirror, had rehearsed every line. He made sure nothing could possibly go wrong.
Eddy, as expected, knocked on the door at 10. "Hey, Brett, what's up?" Eddy asked with a smile, bringing a violin case with him.
"Nothing much," Brett tried to act casual. "And you?" "Pretty good. Ready to work on that duet?" Brett nodded nervously. "Yeah."
At the end of the duet, go on one knee while still holding your violin. Be sure not to trip, be cool about it. Take the box out of your pocket, and start your lines.
Brett rehearsed the sequence of events in his head over and over again. He had to make this perfect.
Unfortunately, fate had decided otherwise. In the middle of the piece, Eddy's shoulder rest fell off and onto the floor. It fell just right on the wood, splitting in two.
"Oh, shit!" Eddy muttered. So much for making this a nice moment.
"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry!" Brett stuttered. "I have this spare in my case. Someone left it behind after a concert, and the conductor just put it in my case because he asssumed it was mine."
"Thank you!" Eddy eagerly accepted the offering.
Then Brett noticed something odd about the shoulder rest. Other than it being a bit large for a violin, on the corner there was an odd emblem, much like a Viking's helmet. Looking closer, it seemed to give off an odd glow. He couldn't help but gaze at it, staring at Eddy's hands.
"Brett, let me iiinnn," a sweet voice sang inside of him.
Brett felt strangely drawn, as if a force was pulling him. Internally he accepted, before he even knew what he was doing. "Come in."
Instantly he felt something take over his entire being. "Take the violin from Eddy," the voice commanded. Unable to control himself, Brett seized the violin with a supernatural strength, dropping his other violin and shattering it on the floor. He whacked Eddy with the violin, knocking him down.
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Now the spirit had taken complete control of Brett. It didn't even need to tell him what to do anymore. "LONG LIVE VIOLA!!!" Brett cried, waving Eddy's now cracked violin sacrilegiously.
Rushing in, Brett tried to take the shoulder rest, so the spell could hold him hostage forever.
