𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐅𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧' 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 {𝙾𝙽 𝙷𝙸𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂}

"𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙏𝙤?" (𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜!𝘽𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙧!𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙚 + 𝙃𝙖𝙩𝙨𝙪𝙣𝙚 𝙈𝙞𝙠𝙪)

Request by: AstroZombie831
Thank you for the request! I hope you enjoy!

A/N's: To anyone else that made Oneshot Requests: I made a post on my profile via the Conversations tab explaining a bit about things.

[H/T] = Hair Type (Wavy, Straight, etc)
[H/C] = Hair Color
[F/C] = Favorite Color
[E/C] = Eye Color

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The car door thud as a young woman with long, teal pigtails exited the vehicle. Sighing in frustration to herself as she approached the hood of her car. Her matching, aesthetically pleasing teal-colored phone rested in-between her shoulder and ear.

BEEEEP. BEEEEP.

The woman unhooked the hood, lifting it awkwardly above her. Clouds of grey smoke jumped in front her, causing the woman to jolt back. Her grip on the metal piece immediately loosened as she brought an elbow to her face. Coughing heavily.

BEEEEP. BEEEEP.
THUD.

Silence.

"Jeez!" The pop star exclaimed through coughs, waving the smoke away from her face. It quickly fading away into the air as she fluttered opened her eyes. She grabbed her phone as she straightened her posture, looking down to the device. Exhaling, the woman tapped the green phone button. Bringing it back to her ear.

BEEEEP. BEEEEP.

The woman placed her hand on her hip as it continued dialing. She brought the device back in front of her. Gazing at the picture of a small, cyan haired male with a red, backwards cap and casual attire.

BEEEEP. BEEEEP.

"Come on... Pick up." She muttered worriedly to herself, clutching onto her cell phone. She brought the device back to her ear, listening to the familiar rings.

BEEEEP. BEEEEP.

Silence.

"Dang it." The woman said, taking her phone away from her ear once more. Slumping back against the side of her retro, mint car. The pop star gazed at her phone, noticing her battery percentage was close to 10%. Letting out another frustrated exhale, she stuffed her phone back into her poufy grey jacket. As much as she hated the idea, she knew she had to preserve her phone battery. Continuing to try and call her little brother when he wasn't picking up was a bad idea.

The soft winds caressed her skin, blowing her pigtails against it. The skies were starting to change its colors from blue to golden orange, complimenting itself against the multi-shaped clouds. Here stood famous pop-star Hatsune Miku: out in the middle of nowhere, with a malfunctioned car and no way to reach out for help. Even if she had just enough battery life to call an Uber, she certainly wouldn't be able to make it in time for the concert!

Small waves of panic began filling the idol's chest, thinking about how she'd be letting her fans and colleagues down. She was singing 95% of the songs after all! Miku couldn't have her friends sing her songs for her. Even if they managed to learn everything in time, what would be the point of a Vocaloid concert if Miku herself wasn't there?

Just as she was going to admit defeat, the fainted sounds of an engine filled the popstar's ears. Miku looked to her left, seeing a black silhouette in the distance. She squinted her eyes a bit, trying to make out the image of the object. Closer... closer it got. Miku's eyes widened softly in excitement as she realized what it was. A motorcycle! She's saved! The tealnette raised her hand above her head, waving it about as the bike neared close. Eventually, it slowed down; approaching the side of Miku's busted car and dismounting the vehicle.

"Hey there!" The person said cheerfully, unclipping their [F/C] helmet. Steadily removing it from their head to reveal a young, [H/T] [H/C] hair male with prominent [E/C] eyes. "You're a bit way from town." Miku stood with a soft bewildered expression, blush tinting her cheeks. "Yeah, my car decided to kick the bucket." She explained, watching intently as the male approached the hood of the car.

He unhooked the front, lifting it above his head with ease. The popstar watched as the cyclist inspected the car's interior. After only a few seconds, he raised both hands and the hood fell back into place. "Yeah, one of the major parts is busted." He explained, looking to Miku. "You're gonna have to call a tow and get this baby to a workshop."

"Dang..." She muttered to herself, glancing upsettingly to the graveled grounds. "My apologizes, miss." The [H/C]nette apologized, bowing his head slightly. "I could probably give you a ride to your destination if you want?" The popstar looked to the male in shock, blinking a few times in disbelief. "Are you sure?" Miku queried. This couldn't have been real! A cute guy willing to help a celeb like herself?

"No problem! I'm heading north anyways. So why not help a fellow traveler out? It'll save you some time." The male smiled warmly, walking back to his bike. Miku noosed, speedily opening her driver side door. She grabbed her belongings from the passenger seat, double checking everything before locking the door. "Thank you so much!" She said, heading to the cyclist. "Anytime!" He replied, handing the popstar a helmet. "Here, for protection."

Miku took it with a smile, quickly putting it on before climbing onto the back of the bike. Once in place, the bike started up with a roar. "So, where to?" The male asked, turning to the female. "The stadium in the city center." She answered. He nodded in understanding, revving the engine once more. Turning back to face in front of them.

"Say," Miku begun loudly, keeping a firm grip of the male's hips. "I never got your name." "Oh, my bad! The name's [Y/N]." "[Y/N]..." The popstar thought, smiling to herself. "What about yours?" He asked shortly after. "Miku." "Why, that's a pretty name. Nice to meet you, Miku." [Y/N] greeted happily. With one more rev of the engine, the two sped into the distance. Leaving behind the broken car and scenic background.