None of the Sides appeared in specific places. Instead, they were all in a line (Roman, Virgil, Patton, Thomas, then Logan, left to right if you faced them, like some of the cameras Virgil had thought up did) with their backs to a black curtain. The room had gentle yellowish lights, all vaguely pointing toward the slightly raised wooden (and black, of course) stage in the centre of the floor. To their right, the entire wall was covered with sound technology that most of the Sides and Thomas were clueless regarding. Some of the things lit up in certain places, and all of those lights were purple. On the stage was a microphone, as well as a purple and black electric guitar leaning on an amp.
Patton gasped. "Ooh! This place is so cool, Virgil!"
Virgil gave a small sort-of laugh. "Thanks."
"Oh, your guitar! Are you going to play it while you sing?" Roman asked.
"Yea...."
"I didn't know you played the guitar, Virgil," Logan commented.
"Yea, you tend not to know things about people when you don't care about them," Virgil shot back. Logan scoffed.
"Okay, who wants to go first?"
"Ooh, ooh, me!" Patton exclaimed, jumping up and down. He ran up to the stage.
"Oh, um, Virge, can you— yea." As Patton spoke, Virgil fiddled with some stuff on the right (facing the stage) wall, and the instrumental for "I Am The Walrus" by The Beatles began to play.
Patton began to sing, "I am he as you are he as you are me, and we are all together."
See how they run like pigs from a gun
See how they fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a cornflake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man you've been a naughty boy
You let your face grow long
I am the egg man
They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob
Mr City policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky
See how they run
I'm crying
I'm crying, I'm crying, I'm crying
Yellow matter custard
Dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess
Boy, you've been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down
I am the egg man
They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob
Sitting in an English garden
Waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come you get a tan
From standing in the English rain
I am the egg man
They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob
Expert, texpert choking smokers
Don't you think the joker laughs at you (Ho ho ho, hee hee hee, hah hah hah)
See how they smile like pigs in a sty
See how they snide
I'm crying
Semolina Pilchard
Climbing up the Eiffel tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allen Poe
I am the egg man
They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob
Goo goo g'joob, goo goo goo g'joob, goo goo
Patton finished, smiling wide.
"Oh my God." Virgil was the first to speak. "That song is weird. I actually can't believe you just sang that, Patton."
"Uh, but that was really good Patton!" Roman said, actually sputtering a lot more than "uh" but Roman's stutters are not easy to write. He began to clap, and everyone else joined in. Patton skipped down the two steps on the stage and back to his spot in the line.
"Who's next?"
"I'll go," Virgil answered Thomas.
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Sanders Sides Songs Story
FanfictionRoman would do anything for Logan, but the logical side clearly isn't very good at relationships.