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bedesSummary: Luke, at the request of the teacher, attempts to teach Crow how to read sheet music; at the cost of nervous butterflies, inability to speak properly, and lots of blushing.
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Luke sat among many children, on the classroom floor (due to budget cuts, the music room didn’t have desks), with small, almost toylike xylophones in their laps. The room was filled with a noisy chiming as they tried to read the sheet music in front of them. The teacher made rounds, helping each student as she passed them by.
They were learning the song ‘Hot Cross Buns’, and, for some reason, Luke couldn’t help but mutter the lyrics to himself as he gently tapped the notes onto the instrument. “Hot... Cross... Buns,” he murmured, paying extra attention to where he was hitting, to get the right notes. “One a-penny, two-...”
The teacher suddenly exclaimed, “Luke!”, and that earned a flinch from him, as he hadn’t expected it. But, once he regained his composure, he put his mallet atop the instrument, and he smiled. “Yes, ma’am?”
She kneeled down next to him, beaming. “You’re doing so excellently!”
That earned a blush from Luke, and he raised his shoulders, giggling. “Well, ah, I already know the violin, so I already know how to read sheet music...”
“Well, if you already know how, may you consider helping someone who is struggling for me?”
Luke blinked in surprise, then he smiled proudly, a sense of importance making him puff his chest up a bit. “Of course!”
His teacher pointed to Crow, who was squinting at his paper, perplexed. “Could you perhaps help Crow over there? He’s having a difficult time, and I need to attend to all students, and not just him.”
As per usual when he was asked to go near Crow, Luke felt a fluttery feeling in his belly. “Oh! Uh...” He tried to smile through his bright-pink face. “Alrighty, Miss!”
“Thank you, dear!”
When Luke sat down next to Crow, after moving, the other boy didn’t immediately seem to notice him, continuing to stare at the paper. So, once he looked to his left and saw a shy-looking Luke sitting there, he flinched slightly, but immediately calmed down, his expression melting into his usual one of indifference. “Oh, hey.”
“Hi!” Luke greeted, and he was immediately self-conscious about being too enthusiastic, so he toned it down. “Uhm... The teacher told me to help you out with reading the notes.”
Crow narrowed his eyes slightly. “Oh. Great. I’m one of those kids now.”
“Everyone struggles with something! I’m no good at multiplication, so I go to tutoring.” Luke didn’t seem bothered by this, and immediately went to read the sheet music over Crow’s shoulder, leaning a bit towards him. But, once he realized how he was leaning, he snapped back to sitting up straight, his face going hot. “Erm-!”
Why was it always like this with Crow? Why was he stupid and shy? Why did he feel so nervous and blushy?
He swallowed, and then nervously chuckled, pointing to the sheet. “Uh, that means you hit-“ He pointed to a key. “This one, right here!”
Crow hit the note, and Luke habitually muttered, “Hot...”, the first word of the song. Crow suddenly straightened his back and he looked at Luke with a dark red face. “H-huh?!”
“Oh!” Luke, not understanding what Crow took that as, smiled. “I like to sing the song with it.”
Crow relaxed his shoulders, sighing slightly. “Oh. I thought-... Nevermind, just show me the next note!”
And Luke did; showing him the relationship between the notes and the sheet. He was careful to not touch Crow (he was nervous about that, for whatever reason), and he sang a word with every note Crow played.
By the end of class, Crow was able to play the whole tune... Even without paying full attention, as he was watching Luke happily sing from the corner of his eye.
“Hot cross buns! Hot cross buns! One a-penny, two a-penny, hot cross buns!”
This is the second chapter in a row with fluffy, mildly school-themed child Luke and Crow with the two of them having stupid baby-crushes on each other. But hey, what can I say? I’m predictable.
First Chapter | Masterpost (for more information) | Previous Chapter | Next Chapter
Luke sat among many children, on the classroom floor (due to budget cuts, the music room didn’t have desks), with small, almost toylike xylophones in their laps. The room was filled with a noisy chiming as they tried to read the sheet music in front of them. The teacher made rounds, helping each student as she passed them by.
They were learning the song ‘Hot Cross Buns’, and, for some reason, Luke couldn’t help but mutter the lyrics to himself as he gently tapped the notes onto the instrument. “Hot... Cross... Buns,” he murmured, paying extra attention to where he was hitting, to get the right notes. “One a-penny, two-...”
The teacher suddenly exclaimed, “Luke!”, and that earned a flinch from him, as he hadn’t expected it. But, once he regained his composure, he put his mallet atop the instrument, and he smiled. “Yes, ma’am?”
She kneeled down next to him, beaming. “You’re doing so excellently!”
That earned a blush from Luke, and he raised his shoulders, giggling. “Well, ah, I already know the violin, so I already know how to read sheet music...”
“Well, if you already know how, may you consider helping someone who is struggling for me?”
Luke blinked in surprise, then he smiled proudly, a sense of importance making him puff his chest up a bit. “Of course!”
His teacher pointed to Crow, who was squinting at his paper, perplexed. “Could you perhaps help Crow over there? He’s having a difficult time, and I need to attend to all students, and not just him.”
As per usual when he was asked to go near Crow, Luke felt a fluttery feeling in his belly. “Oh! Uh...” He tried to smile through his bright-pink face. “Alrighty, Miss!”
“Thank you, dear!”
When Luke sat down next to Crow, after moving, the other boy didn’t immediately seem to notice him, continuing to stare at the paper. So, once he looked to his left and saw a shy-looking Luke sitting there, he flinched slightly, but immediately calmed down, his expression melting into his usual one of indifference. “Oh, hey.”
“Hi!” Luke greeted, and he was immediately self-conscious about being too enthusiastic, so he toned it down. “Uhm... The teacher told me to help you out with reading the notes.”
Crow narrowed his eyes slightly. “Oh. Great. I’m one of those kids now.”
“Everyone struggles with something! I’m no good at multiplication, so I go to tutoring.” Luke didn’t seem bothered by this, and immediately went to read the sheet music over Crow’s shoulder, leaning a bit towards him. But, once he realized how he was leaning, he snapped back to sitting up straight, his face going hot. “Erm-!”
Why was it always like this with Crow? Why was he stupid and shy? Why did he feel so nervous and blushy?
He swallowed, and then nervously chuckled, pointing to the sheet. “Uh, that means you hit-“ He pointed to a key. “This one, right here!”
Crow hit the note, and Luke habitually muttered, “Hot...”, the first word of the song. Crow suddenly straightened his back and he looked at Luke with a dark red face. “H-huh?!”
“Oh!” Luke, not understanding what Crow took that as, smiled. “I like to sing the song with it.”
Crow relaxed his shoulders, sighing slightly. “Oh. I thought-... Nevermind, just show me the next note!”
And Luke did; showing him the relationship between the notes and the sheet. He was careful to not touch Crow (he was nervous about that, for whatever reason), and he sang a word with every note Crow played.
By the end of class, Crow was able to play the whole tune... Even without paying full attention, as he was watching Luke happily sing from the corner of his eye.
“Hot cross buns! Hot cross buns! One a-penny, two a-penny, hot cross buns!”
This is the second chapter in a row with fluffy, mildly school-themed child Luke and Crow with the two of them having stupid baby-crushes on each other. But hey, what can I say? I’m predictable.
