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Danny stared at Roch. "Why would we need to make up names? We can just sign ourselves up a bunch of times," she said, bewildered by Roch's plan. She laughed and said, "Ooh wait, one has to be named Hellma! Ahahaha."

He hadn't heard her play before? Come to think of it, he hadn't. Here she was starting a music club and she hadn't even proved her worth! "Oh ... well I'll audition then," she said playfully and laughed. Everything was a joke today.

Now instead of politely walking to the front of the classroom and playing some soft, dreamy ballad, Danny kicked over her chair and hopped up on the table. Immediately she began playing a rather familiar tune, which was further amplified and echoed into the hallways. She began to dance around like an idiot, not even noticing anyone who walked in at the moment. When her song was done she flopped back down into her chair and said, "How d'you like them scrapples?" A wide smirk formed on her face. She was obviously the best guitar player ever.

He had to say, he was a little nervous. He'd never played for anyone before, outside of his parents having to listen through the walls - they weren't the best audience though, and he was pretty sure they hated every second that they had to hear him on his drum set. But that made it kind of satisfying. A bit "Jack you!" to the grims who had no faith in who he was. So, in a way he was glad they didn't enjoy it.

Nyyrikki twirled his drumsticks around his fingers as he approached the club's room, trying to think positive. He had to do well and prove he was worthy of music club, but he'd have fun with it. That's the reason he'd pick up drumming in the first place. If it hadn't been enjoyable, he never would have continued to use it as an outlet. So, that was his goal. Fun. Funfunfun. If only he could convince his nerves that this was all just enjoyment and he wasn’t trying to prove anything to anyone – which he was.

The two minipets standing at the door seemed to be a sort of welcoming party, and the reaper ginned down at them. That was surely a good way to make sure no one missed the room. He peaked his head in the door, seeing only two students The reaper he knew from his classes, but the demon was a mystery to him. However, he assumed they were the head honchos of the club. He walked into the room and up to the table and nodded his head in greeting. “Hey..” His sticks twirled nervously in the air once more before he took a paper, scooped up a pen, and scribbled down his information on the form.

When he was finished he left the paper with them and tossed himself into a beanbag chair with a thwump, snuggling in to see what happened next.

Danny soaked in every last drop of Roch's praised. She wasn't exactly ... skilled at much, so any ounce of praise she could get was like a drop of water for a thirsty man in a desert. Danny replied, "Yes, that's why you elected me. Because I'm the best ever ever." She followed up her comments by giving Roch a noogie to mess up his hair in front of everyone.

Speaking of everyone, people were filing in! Danny started bouncing up and down like a little scareling on sugar. PEOPLE. This was so exciting. More exciting than anything before this moment. Okay maybe prom was a bit more exciting, but the point was that this. was. going. to. be. amazing.

Keep it warm, Danny thought to herself. She quietly sat back down in her chair and said, "A-ahem yes. Nyyk.. ni ... how do you say this?" Whatever pretense of perfect she was trying to put off as vice president, she instantly lost.

"D-dude with the drumsticks. You can go first!" She clapped excitedly and nudged Roch with a whisper, "This is so exciting, ROCH THIS IS SO EXCITING."

For some reason, the way she tripped over his name eased his nerves a little. He grinned and flicked his sticks around his fingers, standing up with a little harrumph from the beanbag chair. “It’s Nyyrikki.,” he offered helpfully, shrugging his shoulders. “Nyyri or Rikki would work just as well, though.”

He made his way over to the drum set and sat, taking a moment to examine the unfamiliar set carefully. With a slight adjustment here – was that snare too far over?... nah it should be good – he took a deep breath. This was it. His first time playing in front of people who actually cared to listen. He’d practiced a lot, so no doubt there were nearby dorms who had heard enough of him already, but he didn’t quite care about them. They were probably snotty reapers with mindsets like his parents.

He held his sticks between his teeth as he wiggled out of his hoodie to reveal a plain black t-shirt underneath, and with a twist of his wrist, he started playing. The piece was one of the more difficult ones that he attempted, and he swore he hit a double step at the wrong time at a point, but overall he was pleased with himself. It had taken a lot of practice to get it down, and any imperfections just made it all the more raw and great in his mind. “Not bad…” he said quietly to himself.

When he finished, he looked up at the two, his breathing labored slightly. He was a little scared to move. He didn’t want to seem too cocky, despite how proud of himself he was.

((Iknowit'sreallylong. ;-; Pretend it's shorter. <3))

Roch cheered at the drum solo, waving a fist in the arm. "That was AWESOME, Rikki, very cool," he said. "Now grab a beanbag and some snackage, you definitely deserve it."

He turned to Bul, waving him forward as he headed back to his seat. He had no doubt that Xiu would stick around now, (not that he even realized that she had thought of running away before.)

"Bass," Roch said, pointing at Bul's guitar. "I can do either, but I prefer acoustic, and Danny's pure acoustic. Besides, if you want you can hang out and play whatever catches your fancy at the moment. This isn't just about making bands, y'know? So why don't you show us what you've got?"

Honestly, considering how loud her exclamation was, Xiu shouldn't have been surprised that Roch noticed her so quickly and dragged her in. Clutching the instrument case to her chest, she entered the room wide-eyed, offering Danny and the other hopeful-members a polite nod of acknowledgment.

Taking a seat, she squirmed anxiously as she watched the first boil--Rikki? Would it be alright if she called him that too, she wondered?--go up and perform. Slowly, as she listened to him play, she felt herself relax, eyes widening in awe. He was pretty good! The little Baku definitely wasn't a drummer herself, but she had always admired the instrument--she knew it wasn't nearly as easy as it seemed.

She immediately applauded when he was finished, her tail giving a little twitch. However, before she could say anything, she was suddenly addressed by a red-headed boil. A red-headed boil with very sharp teeth. Xiu shrunk back and emitted a little whimper, but she managed a weak reply. "Y-yes, I...I was at prom."

She fell into the same pattern as before: fall quiet, watch the audition with awe, and then clap her hands enthusiastically when he was done. There were a lot of amazing musicians in the school! As for her...

"...R-Roch?" She spoke up meekly, waving her hand in an attempt to catch her friend's attention, "My audition...um, my audition is with a friend of mine, so I have to wait until she's here, if that's okay with you?"