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“You put the cocoa in the coffee cup and stir it all up, I said-“
“Splash are you..singing?” Yashee puzzled down at her teacher.
“Why wouldn’t I be singing, I’m a bard aren’t I?” He whisked the pot of milk on the stove, still humming the tune.
“It’s just that, there’s no one here.”
“You ever watch a musical, Yashee?”
“Can’t say that I have.”
“Well, they’re always randomly bursting into song, no rhyme or reason, if you’ll excuse the joke. I’ve always loved musicals. So, I like to sing, because I’m good at, and I enjoy it, and because it adds fun to my life. Makes me feel like I’m living besides Don Lockwood in *Singing in the Rain*. Now grab a cup, coca’s ready.”
“Splash are you..singing?” Yashee puzzled down at her teacher.
“Why wouldn’t I be singing, I’m a bard aren’t I?” He whisked the pot of milk on the stove, still humming the tune.
“It’s just that, there’s no one here.”
“You ever watch a musical, Yashee?”
“Can’t say that I have.”
“Well, they’re always randomly bursting into song, no rhyme or reason, if you’ll excuse the joke. I’ve always loved musicals. So, I like to sing, because I’m good at, and I enjoy it, and because it adds fun to my life. Makes me feel like I’m living besides Don Lockwood in Singing in the Rain. Now grab a cup, coca’s ready.”