fandomtownies | Groovy Tunes, Sunday

New shipment day, new shipment day! Jono's favourite time of all! New CDs to put on the CD shelf! New strings and picks, rosin, and drumsticks to go with the supplies! And an entire box of--

...

Hm.

Jono squinted at the contents, and then rolled his eyes toward the ceiling. He was pretty sure there was no way he could possibly sell fifty Otamatones, but he supposed now that they were here, it wasn't as though he had much of a choice.

And then, because it wasn't like he had anything better to do after pricing and stocking the shelves, he was going to spend the rest of his day trying to figure out what song out there he could possibly play that wouldn't be an utter nightmare on the thing. So far he was finding that the best results came from songs that were already a little bit ridiculous in the first place.

After about a half hour of this, he stopped, stared at the stupid instrument in his hand, and just kind of shook his head.

//How did this become my life?//

[OOC: ... I'm legit saving up for one of these, because that's the kind of person I am. Open!]