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Compatible Music Smarts

'Happy Feet' proves a dancer and a singer are compatible. Why not a nerd and a prep?

By Monique StarPublished 5 years ago 4 min read
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Roman came to the common room in a red crop top and gold shorts, completely drenched in sweat. He waved at everyone as they were doing their own activities (Patton teaching Virgil how to sew and Logan playing checkers with Deceit). He got a glance and a wave from the emo, an enthusiastic wave and a tilt of the head from the father figure, and seemingly surprised stares and polite waves from Deceit and Logan (though, the latter was able to beat the snake without even looking at the board).

As the Prince went to the kitchen, Logan conjured a notebook in his hand and wrote something down. He, then, went to the kitchen after Roman. He stood by quietly as Roman was grabbing something from the fridge which caused him to jump as he suddenly noticed the nerd's presence.

"Not to sound like Virgil, but warn a dude next time!" he declared.

"Apologies, Roman, I didn't feel like interrupting you and risking you hit your head in surprise while in the fridge," Logan explained.

"Well, what is it you needed?"

"Is there any reason you've been coming to the common room drenched in sweat at 4 PM for the past five days with a hint of discontentment on your face?"

"I've been doing some exercising. This fabulous body wasn't exactly molded in plastic."

"Hmm, well, as pleasant as it is to the eyes, objectively speaking, Roman, just be cautious of how much exercise you're doing. I wouldn't want to-I mean WE wouldn't want to lose you, especially since hyperhidrosis, heart attack, and other risks would be on the line if you don't take care of yourself properly."

"Ha, if I didn't know better, I'd almost think you actually care about me."

Logan didn't know how to respond, so he awkwardly patted Roman on the back and went back to the common room to find Deceit setting up the board again while Roman headed for his room.

"If I sprayed a placebo love potion in your face, there's no way you'd acknowledge Roman more," Deceit claimed in his own way.

"Oh please, sure he's passionate..." Logan pulled out a vocabulary card "... eye-candy and isn't as pretentious as I initially thought, but it's not like it's extremely significant."

Patton looked in their direction feeling intrigued.

"You know, Logan, the rest of us haven't noticed Roman dripping in sweat with as much detail as you have. Something else about him must be standing out to you," Patton added.

"I can't deny that I am concerned about Roman, but the only thing that has really been standing out to me right now other than that is 'Boogie Wonderland' being stuck in my head for the past few days. Has Thomas been invited to a 70s-themed party or something?" Logan exclaimed in an attempt to change the subject.

The next day, Logan was alone going over his notes and thinking about what everyone else had said the prior day. Roman was likely exercising again while everyone else went off to assist Thomas with some more emotional circumstances. Once again, he heard that song in his head. He couldn't stand not knowing why the song was stuck in his head for the past few days, so he figured that the most musically-knowledgeable Side might be able to help him.

As he was walking off to the Imagination, he found himself singing along to the song in his head.

"Midnight creeps so slowly into hearts of those who need more than they get. Daylight deals a bad hand to a gay man that has laid too many bets. The mirror stares you in the face and says 'Baby uh, uh, it don't work!' You say your prayers, though you don't care, you sing and you shake the hurt!"

As Logan was singing, the tempo picked up the further he went on until he was singing and running. When he was holding the last high note, he was singing so loud and running so fast that, in the middle of a meadow in the Imagination, Logan found himself face to face with a startled Roman in his sweaty workout gear.

"Nerd!" "Dance!"

Roman was about to express confusion on what Logan said, but he instead asked, "How did you know what I was dancing to?"

Logan looked bewildered, to say the least.

"Um, I had 'Boogie Wonderland' stuck in my head for the past few days. If that's the song you were dancing to, care to explain why this was in my head?" he awkwardly asked.

"Oh, well, I'm still kind of trying to find love and the Disney approaches didn't exactly feel like enough to help me as of recently, so I turned to Warner Brothers, this time."

"Care to elaborate?"

"The movie Happy Feet, the one about the dancing penguin who couldn't sing, had this idea where soulmates have songs in their hearts that are, well, compatible to one another, even if one half is singing and the other isn't."

Logan sighs and looks at Roman. A look into the prep's eyes told him he wasn't kidding around. It was pretty much an open secret that Roman wanted to find the one for him and was upset that he couldn't find him through traditional means. Logan knew he couldn't completely understand the details of what Roman was going through, but he wanted to at least be the one to help the Prince.

"If you were dancing to it at the same time I was singing to it, do you think maybe..."

"Let's find out, Geek Charming."

And, as if accepting the invitation, Logan picked up where he left off in the song and they both danced and sang as if they had practiced with each other, thus confirming their compatibility.

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Monique Star

I'm not the most sophisticated adult out there. I'm also not the best at communicating all the time, but I do try my best to get my thoughts out there into the world verbally or nonverbally.

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