Empire Records; Monday [ 12/11 ]

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad opened the store on time really, did a bit of housecleaning and meanial tasks before really getting down to business and doing homework at the counter in between customers.

Yes, homework. Which meant that the anatomy books he was studying was not directly related to the little hickey prominantly displayed by his open-collared shirt.

Today's music was a mix of Bowie, Queen, and Stones.

[[ empire's open; sorry so late, but OMG, my papers are now finished! Hooray! *expects her slinky now, thanks* ]]

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi is in something of a funk after her debate with Marty in Prophesy class.

On a quest for something to lift her spirits, she can't find Pip just now so she goes looking for the next best thing.

Hot Latin lips! Music!

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Hey Pippi," Chad looked up from his homework. "What's up?"

[[ i don't know if my glee can handle two! ]]

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi listened to the music playing in the store for a moment before answering.

"Ziggy." she said not quite mustering her usual exuberance. "Apparently he played guitar."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"With the Spiders from Mars," Chad added, because he felt that was very important. Then frowned a bit at the significant lack of bounce.

"Something wrong?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Just..."

Marty seemed to think everybody was mad at him as it was, Pippi wasn't interested in getting more people potentially mad at him without his even being there.

"... It's kind of a 'blah' day."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad grunted disapprovingly, and leaned forward on the counter, looking at her thoughtfully. "Want I should hook you up with some insane bubblegum J-Pop? S'only effective with massive amounts of sugar, so y'might have to stop elsewhere and get that, but it's a good start."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Very good Chad, that's what the world needs. Pippi on a massive sugar rush bouncing around to Morning Matsume or Hi Hi Puffy Yammi Yummi.

"I was actually kinda hoping to jam." Pippi said taking her drum sticks out of her back pocket. "But I guess insane bubblegum J-Pop is good too..."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad cares nothing for what the world needs. All that matters is what he wants.

"A jam would be so much better than J-Pop," Chad assured her, but with a hint of sadness in his voice, "but I didn't bring my guitar today." He shifted, then lifted up one of the anatomy books his was previously crushing under his arm. "Studying."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi peered at the open book.

"I'd offer to run and get it for you, but I should probably be a good influence on you and not keep you from studying huh?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"I work from noon til midnight, Pippi," Chad rumbled. "I think I got time."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Okay, I'll go get your guitar!" Pippi said flouncing out.

Did she asked for a key? Pfft! She's got a set of lock picks given to her by Alfred. She don't need no stinking key!

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad usually forgot to lock it, anyway, and he thought Jude may have left his hat in there, so would have left it easily sneak-in-able.

But she had flounced, and that marked an improvement for Chad, definately, and so he went back to taking notes on the finer workings of the bicep with a small smile.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Some time later Pappi pokes her head into the store, cradling the instrument with due reverence.

"What kind of mussels do you use to play the guitar?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Cute redhead carrying in his guitar. It was a beautiful image to behold. Today was a good day.

"Mostly this one," he said, pointing to his head.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I would give you a gold coin if you could actually show me how you play using mostly your forehead."

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad grunted. "No way. I'm saving it for a special performance."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi pouted for a moment. Because the insinuation is that she's not special, or maybe just that her gold isn't special.

She took out her drumsticks again.

"Okay, what shall we play?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad met Pippi's pout with a concerned furrow of his brow, even if it wasn't quite noticable because of his hair. He set the guitar case on the counter, opened it, and pulled out his instrument. He hooked on the strap and slung it over his shoulders, playing a few warm up notes as he replied, "Work on band stuff, maybe? Or you wanna try something else?"

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

It had been intended as a joke pout actually. But possibly the lingering suckyness of the day had put a bit of a spin on it.

"Lets do a few band songs and then try something else?"

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

"Cool; I really like the troll one," he said, adjusting his strings to get ready.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"I like that one too."

You think I
Think I’m not like you
You think I
Can’t take care of myself
But I
I’ve got magic
Magic in my boots, yeah
And now, now you see,
The real me because...

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad played along intently with his bass line, tried to spruce it up a little since they weren't accopanied by the melody when it was just him and the drummer.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi taps away at the counter, hitting the button jar for the cymbals.

La la la
Kick kick kick
We’re kicking trolls
La la la
Kick kick kick
And we’re kicking trolls
Kicking trolls together

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad started to throw in a little head bobbing. Which would soon become head banging. And a little stomping.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi sings the rest of the song, and then starts making up her own words.

Like ya do.

You think we
Think we're all so weetiny
You think
We'll smish just like bugs.
But we
Are big at heart.
And you obviously haven't seen Chad yet.
He"s freakin' huge.

La la la
Kick kick kick
We’re kicking trolls
La la la
Kick kick kick
And we’re kicking trolls
Kicking trolls together

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad snorted a laugh at the alteration, and the required dirty thought to accopany it before lifting his chin and suggesting, "Do one for me. About wrestlin' 'em."

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

You can't take him out.
Flip you over his shoulder.
Use a sleeper hold.
Knee to the kidney
If trolls got 'em.
Say 'uncle'.
Before he really gets mad.

La la la
Kick kick kick
We’re wrestling trolls
La la la
Kick kick kick
And we’re wrestling trolls
Wrestling trolls together

[senor-chado.livejournal.com]

Chad showed his apprectiation with a super-sweet bass riff to celebrate the successful verse and then let out a deep, rolling "Awwwesome."

He may have been hanging out with Jude a bit too much lately.

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi grinned at him.

"Thanks."