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VISUALS OF THE CHARACTERS:
Henry: A 7 foot tall, brown bear that wears a top hat and has a starched bib with a black string-tie. He’s the leader and MC of The Country Bear Jamboree.
Gomer: A 9 foot tall, smokey cinnamon bear that wears a white collar and a blue bowtie. He’s the jamboree’s pianist and Henry’s right-hand man.
It was a stormy day at Magic Kingdom, and Henry was making sure everything was still intact. No leaks from the ceiling, back-stage snacks haven’t expired yet, and all that could be heard outside was the rain, and someone humming?
This voice didn’t sound like any of the other bears, not too deep to be Tennessee, and certainly not as raspy. It was for sure not Rufus, that big grumbling fellow has the chords to quake the whole theater! Big Al’s voice is slow and is mostly slurred. As Henry got closer to the humming, it all seemed to be coming from Gomer’s room. He didn’t expect his right-hand bear to be doing this kind of thing at all, which led to him being astonished.
Henry knocks on Gomer’s door, wanting to know if he was doing something along with his humming. That was when it was put to a halt as Gomer opened the door, who wasn't expecting to see Henry there all of a sudden. “Howdy there Gomer.” Henry says, gently waving to him. “Your hummin’ was real pretty, if I do say so myself~!”. This compliment left the other bear flustered as he sheepishly hid behind the door and poked his head out. “Now, now Gomer, there’s no need to panic!” Henry motions his arms in a way to let Gomer know that everything was okay, and as he slowly came out from behind the door, his ears started to twitch a bit from excitement. The MC of the jamboree was the only other bear that made Gomer feel safe.
He allows Henry to enter his room. Inside, it was dimly lit, with a lamp being the only source of light. Crumpled up pieces of sheet music were scattered in some places. From the right of the room would be the closet, and from the left would be the bed. In the center was a desk, probably for writing things. “Gee Gomer. I haven’t been here since we first got together.” Henry says, looking around.
Gomer smiles, looking back at him. He giggles and his ears flutter with joy. It’s always a sweet time to be with Henry and to have the ability to share such simple moments with him together.
A few minutes passed as the two relaxed in the room together. Henry sitting at the desk and Gomer sitting at his bed. It was then Henry could hear that same humming again, only quieter than before he got here. It sounded similar to the theme of Mickey’s “Boo to You Parade” from the Halloween party last month. The more Henry listened, he could hear giggles and if he were to look to Gomer, he would see him rocking back and forth. He was even flapping his hands.
“Now what’s gotten you all excited Gomey?” Henry asks. Gomer responds by pointing at him. It was clear that the thing making him happy was right in front of him all along. “M-Me!?” Henry was taken aback by this, he knew that their relationship was close, but not this close. Gomer opened his arms out to him, offering a hug. After a literal second of thinking, Henry joins in Gomer’s embrace.