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Benrey could “rap” (in his own words)… well enough. He was good, but not the best. And he would have to be the best to win his boyfriend Tommy’s heart (and to convince his dad that they were good enough for Tommy). Tommy had to teach Benrey the basics.
“Uh, s-so you um- I’m sure you- already know but you just have to repeat what the person you’re- battling against says; but better!” He stuttered out as he sat on top of the speakers which were playing a simple beat. Benrey tilted his head in confusion.
“Ah- le- let me d-show you. Repeat after me!”
Tommy cleared his throat and started bobbing his head along to the beat
“Left, right, left right.”
Benrey nodded, and sang out some sweet voice in the tune that his boyfriend had spoken.
“That’s how you do it!” Tommy cheered, clapping his hands. Benrey felt his heart do strange things at the sight of Tommy’s smile. They would rather just spend regular time with him, but he needed to impress his evil dad. This was important.
They continued practicing for about 20 minutes until there was a loud knock knock at Tommy’s bedroom’s door. “Come in.” He sighed. With the slow, eerie creak of the light yellow door, in stepped a tall, thin man in a dark purple suit and glowing blue eyes. Benrey glared at her.
“Hello, son. I, do hope that I am not, bothering. You.” He spoke slowly while he closed the door behind him and crossed his arms behind his back, “I just need to schedule that ‘Rap Battle’ that me and your… boyfriend are having…”
“Oh, okay.”
“What… time and day do you think would be acceptable, Ben Rey?”
Benrey would not lie that he was slightly intimidated by Mr Coolatta (especially now since he was leaning over them), but he won’t show it in front of them. He blinked at her, seemingly thinking.
“idk uhhhhhhhh like friday im free any time lol.”
“Hmm, yes. Any, day near the weekend is good for me so, that is, acceptable. For time, how about 3pm?”
“...ok”
“Good.”
And with that, he had turned around and left. Quicker than they had come in.
Tommy looked concerned. He knew that Benrey was nervous. He put a comforting hand on their shoulder. “You can do it! I know- I believe in you! You’re really talented!”. Benrey smiled at that, pink dusting his pale cheeks.
“thanks bro. i’m a great cool so of c- obviously i can do it.”
“That’s the spirit!”
Friday came quicker than expected, he has spent the last 2 days practicing. And gaming, but that was also important. He needed to keep his kill streak up on Mario Party 3.
Benrey suddenly found himself at the location of the rap battle (more of a Sweet Voicebattle). He wasn’t sure if he had just dissociated or if he teleported. Either way it didn’t matter, their enemy was standing in front of them, keeping them from their love.
Tommy called out an “Are you ready?” which received a nod from both parties. He turned on the music, and Mr Coolatta sang beautifully. Curse him for being a rockstar turned very-unsettling-buisnessman-with-no-clear-job-and-also-a-son.
Benrey wasn’t so confident anymore, but he had to push through. He can do this. Deep breaths. i can do this. tommys dad sucks. it wont be hard. i can do this.