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[reuser]

❝ Hello again! I'm sorry I missed your call, but leave me your information and I will get back to you as soon as possible. Have a nice day.

Jaune, if this is you, you forgot your— ❞

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2/2 the musical

[beaconed]

[ ...and then he does the thing. (The following is performed to the tune of "See My Vest" from The Simpsons/"Be Our Guest" from Beauty and the Beast.) ]

🎵 Sheee said yes, she said yes,
I don't have to wear a dress.
We got a date, and not too late,
And we're feeling kinda great!

I got style, she can smile,
we've been partners, for a long long while!
Should we get ourselves a carriage
or would it look too much like a marriage? 🎵

[ He skips around her as he continues to get into the song and dance. ]

🎵 Long red hair, skin is fair
Kinda tall, what will she wear?
I'm excited and delighted I confessss!!

Just gotta fetch myself a suit,
We'll have one dance or two...
She said yes, she said yes, she said yes! 🎵

[ Jaune jumps on their table, accidentally knocking a flower vase down. Thankfully it doesn't break or anything, but it's not like he would notice. His strumming slows down, as does his voice lower for a brief moment... until it picks up again by the end of the verse! ]

🎵 Liiiike at Beacon, we won't be beaten,
I can't think, what rhymes with beaten,
but Jaune Arc and Pyrrha Nikos will be the best!!! 🎵

[ He jumps down again, and slides an arm around her waist while the other one holds her hand up for an impromptu dance. ]

🎵 So let's prepare our dance,
we'll be ready in advance! 🎵

[ He spins her around and lets go again, his hands focusing on his instrument again to bring the song home! His eyes are closed as he shouts the rest of the lyrics at the top of his lungs. ]

She said yes! She said yes!
Oh, can you believe, she said YESSSS---!! 🎵🎵🎵


[ ...he takes a moment to catch his breath, then just looks at her with the straightest face. ]

I'm really glad you said yes.

[reuser]

[ Well, he had said he had prepared a song for a ‘yes’ answer…

This had to have taken a few hours of work and, as such, Pyrrha is appreciative of his effort. She watches without interrupting, laughing at various beats and smiling through-out. When he turns, so does she, and when he pulls her into a dance, her feet moves in step. It’s a bit like being in combat, their actions complementing the other intuitively. Words aren’t really needed, and never have been. The spin is precisely executed, nearly perfect.

When it ends, she takes a moment to simply breathe. And then! ]

Jaune.

Beacon rhymes with beaten.

[ But she's glad too. ]

[beaconed]

...

[ He looks down at his guitar, then back at her again. Huh. So it does. ]

W-Well, I'm not singing it again!

C'mon, meet me at the rooftop for some practice.

[ He's about to leave the apartment, but stops and adds: ] Sparring, I mean! [ ...but brushing up on some dance moves wouldn't hurt either. ]

[reuser]

[ Sparring, dancing... it's all the same really. ]

Sure, just let me change out of my work clothes.

[ And then she'll follow him for rooftop fun! Just like she remembers. :) ]