Symphony's POV
Me and Masky hung out in me and Chrissie's room, on my bed. I laid my head on Masky's lap as I played with the cords on Chrissie's guitar. I hummed a song as Masky rubbed my stomach.
I have no idea where Chrissie was, I didn't care, so I took this moment to play her precious guitar a bit, either though, she never lets me touch it. "Could you sing me a song?" Masky asked out of the blue, I smiled.
"Why?" I asked him.
"Well, I heard you sing around the house, so I kind of wondered if you could sing a song for me."
"Do you know where Chrissie is?"
"No, I haven't seen her around the house so I guess she's out hunting," He assumed as I nodded. I started to play the cords to 'House Of Gold' by Twenty One Pilots.
"She asked me, "Son, when I grow old,
Will you buy me a house of gold?
And when your father turns to stone,
Will you take care of me?"
She asked me, "Son, when I grow old
Will you buy me a house of gold?
"And when your father turns to stone,
Will you take care of me?"I will make you queen of everything you see,
I'll put you on the map,
I'll cure you of disease.Let's say we up and left this town,
And turned our future upside down.
We'll make pretend that you and me,
Lived ever after happily.
She asked me, "Son, when I grow old,
Will you buy me a house of gold?
And when your father turns to stone,
Will you take care of me?"
"I will make you queen of everything you see,
I'll put you on the map,
I'll cure you of disease. Ohhhh...
"And since we know that dreams are dead,
And life turns plans up on their head,
I will plan to be a bum,
So I just might become someone.
She asked me, "Son, when I grow old,
Will you buy me a house of gold?
And when your father turns to stone,
Will you take care of me?"
"I will make you queen of everything you see,
I'll put you on the map,
I'll cure you of disease."
Masky clapped as I smiled. I loved the song and I was happy to sing it to him. He lifted his mask and kissed my cheek then rubbed my shoulders.
"I love your singing so much. It reminds me of my mom," Masky said as I giggled.
"By the way I sang, I'm guessing she's a great singer."
"Nahh, she's horrible," Masky said sarcastically as I rolled my eyes and got up. "Heyyyyy, babyyy, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"
"I'm just putting Chrissie's guitar away, gosh," I giggled as I put the guitar on the stand on her side of the room.
"Oh." I laughed as I stood up. I soon felt Masky spin me around before I wrapped my legs around his waist. My face was parallel to his, well his mask. I lifted his mask and filled the gap between our faces with a kiss. I saw his closed smile and put his mask back in its place. I then smiled. "I love you, Symphony."
"I love you too, Masky."
