Raspberry went home while I stayed behind with Cherry. I'm watching Plum practice her drum set. Honestly, she's doing a tremendous job; I can't think of anyone better to play the drums.
Me: Cool Coconuts!
Cherry: Really good! You're coming along great, Plum!
Plum: Thanks, Cherry! Now I can keep the beat for my dance students!
Cherry: Well, that's all for today! Tomorrow we'll learn paradiddles!
Me: Paradiddles?
Plum: Paradiddles?
Me: What the heck are those?
Cherry: I'll show you.
Plum gives Cherry the drumsticks and the latter performs what she calls paradiddles. She rat-a-tat-tats on the drums, tat-tat-tats the cymbals, and at the end, twirls the drumsticks.
Plum and I look at each other.
Me: Now we know.
Plum: Yup. We sure do, don't we?
Cherry regains Plum her drumsticks.
Plum: Whoa! Can't wait!
Cherry: At the rate you're learning, you'll be doing that with your eyes closed by the time we hold the recital at the end of the week!
Oh God.
I forgot.
I forgot what episode this is.
Plum suddenly develops stage fright, despite being the most extroverted person I have ever met. I think the word "extrovert" was made because of Plum.
Plum: Recital? Oh.
She wears an uncomfortable frown and chases after Cherry.
Plum: Cherry, wait!
Cherry: What is it, Plum?
Plum: D-do we really need to have a recital?
Cherry: Well, sure. A recital is customary.
Plum: Is customary... necessary?
Cherry: A recital is a good learning milestone. Something to work for. (giggles) Well, that's what my music teacher used to say.
Me: Your music teacher?
Cherry: Well, yeah. (chuckles) How else do you think I got so good?
Me: That teacher of yours must've been a terrific person, for you to become a world famous popstar.
Cherry: Mm. Without her, I probably wouldn't be where I am today. I owe everything to her.
Me: That's sweet. Do you ever visit her?
Cherry: No, but... I should. As soon as I get back, I'll drop by.
Me: I'm sure she'd love to see how much you've grown. If I was her, I'd be proud.
That seems to put Cherry in a berry happy mood, because she just keeps on smiling as she leaves the studio.
Plum: Uh, excuse me?! I'm still here?!
Me: Whoa, Plum, relax. What's the matter?
Plum: It's just... I-I need to practice and you're distracting.
Me: Oh, really? I'm distracting?
Plum: Mm-hm.
I run over to her drum set and raise my hand over it.
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SSBBA: Fresh Jam
FanfictionI thought my life in Berry Bitty City was perfect... Until now. With the introduction of some new faces and an even deeper understanding of the Berrykin lore, I realize I might not know as much about my new home as I might have thought.
