User blog:Megamon13/Oneshot - Saxophones

At the Royal Woods public park, a certain teenage emo known as Maggie sat on a bench, looking at the sky with a blank look. She inhaled, waited for a couple seconds, then exhaled, and repeated this process for a couple of times, almost as if she was trying to calm herself down or something.

"Maggie?"

The emo did her exercise one more time before she turned to look at the source of the question, which was a familiar little rockstar known as Tabby, who held a saxophone on her arms.

"Is something the matter?" she asked, with a mix of worry and curiosity present in her tone.

"Just trying to relax a little before I have to go once again to that dreaded clown school in the middle of the city," the emo bitterly answered, rolling her eyes. "I've been summoned yet again to serve as the final exam for a particular duo. And I think you know who I'm talking about."

"Luan and Giggles," Tabby folded her arms. "They've been trying to get you to laugh for 3 years and they never succeeded. Why are they so determined to make you of all people laugh?"

"For someone to graduate from that stupid school, they must make somebody laugh, with the most impressive laughter earning them an instant graduation," Maggie looked away. "Presumably, because they see me as some sort of malcontent of society, they think that making me laugh will get them said instant graduation, regardless of the difficulty or how many times they fail."

Maggie turned back to Tabby. "But enough about me, what's your deal?"

"Sam ditched my saxophone practice in order to go teach a certain someone else about music," Tabby stomped the ground. "And what's worse is that she promised to not ditch me this time, but she did it anyway!"

The emo teenager raised an eyebrow. "She made you a promise and you expected her to keep it?"

If Tabby's downbeat look and looking away notions were any indication, that's exactly what she thought. But luckily, Maggie soon got an idea:

"You think you could play me a little tune on your saxophone? Your music helps me calm down before going through... Obnoxious stuff, and since you seem happy whenever you play some music, I think it would help you too."

"Sure, I need your opinion anyway," Tabby took out her saxophone and sighed. "I get the feeling I'm getting a little rusty, can you give me your opinion?"

Maggie just nodded, and prepared her ears for Tabby's tune. Once the rocker actually started playing, the tune sounded good for the most part, but Maggie could tell that something didn't feel quite right. She heard it one more time, and immediately got an idea on how to fix the tune.

The emo stood up, went to Tabby's side, then took out a saxophone and joined in with the tune, acting as Tabby's backup. And though she was surprised by this, Tabby quickly adapted to the change, her main melody being the primary music heard, while Maggie acted as secondary music. And by the time the the duo finished their saxophone song, Tabby looked quite relieved, while Maggie just seemed happy to be next to the girl.

"Aw, man, that was sweet!" Tabby remarked with delight. "Thanks for the help-"

"You're too reliant on teamwork."

Tabby paused for a moment, and slowly opened her eyes to see Maggie looking at her with a straight look, which she couldn't tell whether it was because she was angry, disappointed, or something else entirely.

"-Maggie?"

The emo explained thus: "The melody you played just now sounds just fine on its own, but it only truly gets off the ground and becomes something more enjoyable when some additions are added, whether It's a secondary saxophone, or some drum beats, from that friend of yours."

"Polly Pain," Tabby blurted as she turned to look at the ground. "I guess the tune really would sound better with her drum beats..."

"I'm not saying the tune's bad, I'm just saying that you picked something that needed something more to truly shine," Maggie brushed Tabby's hair once more, trying to comfort the young rocker. "Have you tried practicing melodies that work well on their own?"

"Maggie, you already know I've been trying to do that, but I always go back to square one," the girl looked away as she bitterly finished, "I'm just the backup to Sam's center stage!"

The brushing stopped, and this prompted Tabby to turn nervously stammer, "I-I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to bring S-Sam up-"

"It's okay."

Tabby turned back to see Maggie smiling in a reassuring manner.

"It helps me remember I'm not the only one suffering because of Sam's... Attitude... And I also did kinda set it up so you would mention her, so I share some of the blame, if not most of it."

Maggie kissed Tabby's forehead.

"Anyway, I think I've kept you here long enough, you have a poetry club to go to."

"O-Oh, right!" Tabby blurted, returning to reality. "I completely forgot!"

And so, the saxophoner bolted straight to the poetry club, but not before exchanging some last words with the emo:

"So, uh... If you can-"

"I'll try to be there, don't worry."

The girls exchanged smiles for one last time, and Tabby continued to run to the club, while Maggie got up and stretched, feeling ready to deal with Luan and Giggles' nonsense once more.