{Twenty (48)} ♦ ES: The Musical

[burnt_orangesky]

[The feed cuts in on... water, then there's a dull, hollow sound.] Ow. [Apparently Fred just managed to run into something. There's relative silence for a short time, filled with the sound of the shower running... and then Fred starts humming a low, hauntingly melodic tune. Either it doesn't have words, or she chooses not to sing them. After a moment, she breaks off mid-hum to say something.]

Oh bloody hell... we're out of shampoo. [There's the strangled gasping sound of the last drops being squeezed out of a plastic container] Right... suppose it's my turn to go shopping again...

[She starts humming again, a different song this time. Then she starts singing the words, more enthusiastically then very well... but she does manage to hit all the right notes.]

...in the kitchen with Dinah,
Someone's in the kitchen I knowowowow~
Someone's in the kitchen with Di~nah!
Strummin' on the old banjo
And singing
Fe, fie, fiddleaiai,
Fe fie fiddleiooo...

[And the radio cuts out again.]

[[ooc: The first song is some Time Lord lullaby she half-remembers. I have no idea what it actually sounds like, lol.]]

Comments

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Sure. Why not?

[lol Bell understands completely]

[crimsonmischief]

I... don't think I'm the type to have harems.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Not even a little one?

[crimsonmischief]

Who would be in it?

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Bastet, maybe. And Lin.

[crimsonmischief]

I think Bastet-san is more of the type to have her own harem and Lin-chan...

_{[Would much rather be in Bastet's than his.]}

Would not join mine.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Once you persuade Bastet over into your harem, though, I'm sure Lin will be an easy one to win over.

[crimsonmischief]

It's easier for Bastet-san to persuade me though~