WHO Fanny and Felix.
WHERE practice roooooms~
WHEN three days before classes start, in the morning.
Fanny couldn't actually believe what had just happened, and she wasn't about to admit it to anyone if she could help it. For the first time since she's been at Allegro, the usually-busy girl crashed on the couch in the lounge, sleeping soundly and sprawled out in an awkward position for all to see. If that wasn't embarrassing enough, her mouth was hanging open. She must have fallen asleep last night after the long hours in the practice room, and no one had bothered to wake her up. Once she had woken up, Fanny groggily got up and walked to the music computer lab to check her e-mail, just in case, before going to start another round of practicing. She did not, however, like what she saw as she read the school e-mail. Fanny didn't like it so much that she got up from her seat and stomped up to the empty practice rooms, somehow knowing that her brother would be up there. He was always in a practice room lately, but it was never for playing. It was always just for texting or sleeping or doing something else equally useless. All the same, she walked right up to the door and stormed in. "Have you checked your e-mail today?" she shot nastily at him, crossing her arms snottily.
Felix looked up from his sudoku (far more interesting than practicing) with confusion. "Huh?" he asked intelligently. "Why would I want to do that?" He only ever receives those pesky library overdue notices and the occasional spam.
She stared at him grimly. "We got our repertoire assignments today," Fanny told him hollowly, not even bothering to say anything else because she wasn't quite sure that she even could comprehend it yet.
"Oh, thanks for the heads up," Felix said, looking back to the puzzle. "I'll make sure not to look for another week. Why are you being so nice today?"
"You'd BETTER look today, asshole, because we've been assigned to play together." Fanny wrinkled her nose, frowning deeply.
His eyebrows raised. "Nope, I take it back, same old Fanny. Very funny. Don't you have, like, a stick to pull out of your ass or something? Quit joking, I'm practicing here." Felix gestured to the puzzle.
"I'm not kidding," she seethed. "We're playing a concerto together. I didn't even bother to look at which one yet because I'm HOPING that this is a horrible dream and I'm still asleep on the lounge couch."
Wordlessly, Felix pushed the sudoku book away and stood, moving to pinch Fanny's shoulder for her. "Any luck?"
She shook her head uselessly, looking completely agonized. "Do it harder, maybe you're not doing it right."
He pinched her again, harder. "Anything? Maybe it's my dream. Pinch me, maybe I'll wake up."
"Ouch!" she squealed, then quickly moved to pinch him. "Please God say this is a DREAM."
"Ouch! No nails!" Felix said, moving away and rubbing his arm. "Fuck, I'm still awake. Are you sure you didn't read the email wrong?"
"I'm positive! Why else would it say that we were playing a concerto? You're playing the piano part, and I'm playing the piano reduction orchestration part." Fanny pouted to herself. Oh, this was HORRIBLE.
"Hey, I get the important part," Felix said, brightening.
She rolled her eyes. "WHY did I sign up to be an accompanist this semester? This is all your fault!"
"My fault?" Felix echoed. "What did I do? I don't do anything, we both know this." Again, he gestured towards the sudoku book as evidence.
"You were the one that-- and you-- AUGH. I HATE YOU." Fanny stormed out of the practice room.
"Bye Fansita," Felix called, hardly bothered. Hmmm, where did that pesky two belong...
And she stormed BACK into the room, looking thoroughly annoyed as she did. "Why aren't you practicing?"
"Because I am doing sudoku?" Felix said slowly, her sudden fury making him question as well.
"Why aren't you doing that in the lounge? At least admit to the fact that you don't practice," she said in frustration. "Especially when you take up a perfectly good practice room in the process."
"I'm practicing my sudoku skills!" Felix explained. "Don't hate just because you suck at them." He filled in a box to make his point.
"In a practice room?" she asked, leaning forward and taking it from him.
"The light's better in here!" Felix tried to snatch it back.
She wouldn't let him have it back. "The light's better in here for a reason -- to practice."
"They don't say what kind of practice! Come on Fanny give it back!" Funny how Felix always lost his maturity around his sister.
She glared at him and crossed her arms stubbornly. "Make me," Fanny said immaturely.
He scrambled for her arm, trying to pull it down so he could grab the book back. "Fanny, come on!"
She pulled her arm away, pulling it as far as she could from him. And then she came up with the most brilliant idea she'd ever had in her life. Fanny shoved the sudoku book down her shirt and looked quite impressed with herself.
Felix gaped. "No fair! You're using your girlparts."
"So what?" she asked, grinning stupidly. "You use YOUR girlparts every other time we argue. I just happened to bust them out this time."
"Just because your roommate thinks I'm hot," Felix sighed, "Is no reason to be jealous, Fangasm. Just tell her how you feel."
"It doesn't matter what my roommate thinks; the fact still stands that I don't like her like that. In fact, I don't like her at all," Fanny mused. "And you need to practice still. Seriously. I want to hear something."
"Ugh, you're not my teacher," Felix said, unwilling to play at all. "And your boobs are shaped like sudoku."
"Why are you looking?" she asked, scandalized as she covered them up.
"Hard to avoid when you've got them all hanging out," Felix sniffed, turning away.
"What? I do not!" Fanny argued, pulling the sudoku book out of her shirt and looking down. "They are not!"
"Ugh, cover up, you look like a slutbag," Felix said, shortly before snatching his book away. "HAH! I win!!"
"I look perfectly-- OH YOU JERK!" she blew up at him, trying to snatch the book back from him.
Felix held it over his head, stretching on his tiptoes to keep it as far away as possible. "No no no it's mine get your own Fanana!"
She jumped up to catch it in her hands, but alas, she was a little too short. "Twins means never having to lose!" Fanny squeaked as she reached high for the book.
He covered her face with one of his hands to keep her down. "Twins means never having to tell your sister she looks like a slutbag," Felix corrected.
"Then don't tell me I look like a slutbag," she said, licking his hand so that he'd get it out of her face.
"Ew!" Felix shouted when she licked him, wiping it off on her shoulder. "Then quit looking like a slutbag!"
"I don't look like a slutbag! How on earth do I look like a slutbag?" She glared up at him, crossing her arms as she expected an answer.
"You just do," Felix said airily. "Get out of my practice room. I'm practicing here."
"You are not," she said with an arrogant tone. "What are you practicing?"
"Being fantastic, and you're interrupting so get out." Felix pointed to the door in case she forgot where it was.
This was why she hated him so much, Fanny thought to herself. Without another word, she turned and stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her.
"Ugh," Felix said to himself after she left, tossing his sudoku down onto the piano. He didn't much feel like working on them anymore at all.
