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Post by hannafalkcross on Nov 30, 2010 23:27:17 GMT -5
"Was that directed at me, or Helen? Cause Helen obviously is owning up there." Hanna laughed.
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Post by Maka on Nov 30, 2010 23:28:13 GMT -5
Maka laughed, "I think Helen sounds amasing. But its directed at both of you."
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Post by Helen on Nov 30, 2010 23:28:44 GMT -5
Helen was finished singing soon. Her cheeks were bright pink after she finished, coming back down off stage and sitting beside Hanna again. She galnced at Utau. Utau didn't matter, all that mattered was that Helen went up there and sang. Helen couldn't wait to tell her father all about this. But, Helen was a bit anxious to talk to him now. What if she did terrible?
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Post by Maka on Nov 30, 2010 23:29:42 GMT -5
"You did great," Maka said smiling at the girl.
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Post by hannafalkcross on Nov 30, 2010 23:30:18 GMT -5
Hanna nudged Helen's arm and gestured to Maka, "We loved it, Helen! Why didn't you tell me you were such a good singer? YOU OWNED IT."
He made a goofy dance like motion with his arms and laughed to himself. At least he thought he was funny...
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Post by Maka on Nov 30, 2010 23:31:21 GMT -5
Maka giggled slightly, "It was amasing. I've never heard anything so good."
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Post by Helen on Nov 30, 2010 23:32:24 GMT -5
"Thanks." Helen managed to get out of her mouth. She was good, wasn't she? Why didn't she tell them she was a good singer though? "I guess, I just, well, don't sing much." She smiled as she watched Hanna do his dance move thing. Perhaps, this was a new start. A new family, friends, Helen felt like she belonged for once.
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Post by hannafalkcross on Nov 30, 2010 23:33:02 GMT -5
Hanna blushed at Maka's giggles, "You're more than good, Helen. Serious. I'd look like a dying cat up there."
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Post by Maka on Nov 30, 2010 23:34:18 GMT -5
"That i kind of have to see," Maka said with a smile, "What about you Helen? Wnat to see a boy acting like a dying cat?"
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Post by hannafalkcross on Nov 30, 2010 23:35:20 GMT -5
Hanna whipped around to face Maka with the biggest puppy pout you can muster. It had to work. It worked on Conrad all the time.
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Post by Helen on Nov 30, 2010 23:35:50 GMT -5
"I'm sure you're not that bad. Anything is better then Flora's cooking." Helen said with a smile. Oh, right. They didn't know Flora. "She puts fish on... cakes. I'm so glad I get to cook instead of her back home. But thanks, really."
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Post by Maka on Nov 30, 2010 23:36:20 GMT -5
Maka smiled at him, "Hey you kinda set yourself up for it."
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Post by hannafalkcross on Nov 30, 2010 23:37:12 GMT -5
"If I make a fool of myself, you two better have my back....." Hanna was pouting, but Maka was making him cave. Stupid weakness. "Especially you," he jabbed a finger at the blonde and pouted harder.
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Post by Maka on Nov 30, 2010 23:38:46 GMT -5
Maka smiled and saluted, "Yes sir, Hanna."
She definatly liked this guy he was funny. Soul always put her down, but Hanna was different.
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Post by hannafalkcross on Nov 30, 2010 23:40:43 GMT -5
Hanna shrugged and mussed Maka's hair and headed for the stage. He was terrified, but if it could make his friends happy, he'd do it. Anything for friends is usually what got him in to trouble back home, too. Like the time he turned Conrad into a vampire, or the time he passed out ghost hunting to help Toni.... "Ahem," he grabbed the mic and blushed, knees shaking, "Uh.... Hi, I'm Hanna." He immediately shut up and took a deep breath before singing. Queen, as usual....
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