[GODSFORRENT Special] Seven-Minute Semblance in Quarantine

Quarantine #19

Arthur: Let's sing the birthday song so we can start eating.

Joyeuse: We need two candles.

Lance: Why?

Laevateinn: It's also Futhark's birthday.

Lance & Arthur:

Lance & Arthur: (turns to Futhark in horror)

Lance: Bakit hindi ka nagsasalita?!

Arthur: We could've done it more willingly and with all our hearts if we knew it's for you.

Futhark: Ahh hindi naman po importante 'yung birthday ko—

Edward: Anong hindi importante? Dude! Mas mahal ka namin kaysa kay drama queen.

Joyeuse: Again, I'm just in front of you.

Futhark: Isa pa ay sanay na po akong hindi nagse-celebrate ng birthday dahil mag-isa lang ako at noon ay maswerte na ako kung may makain ako sa araw ng birthday ko at... (starts sobbing) at na-touch ako kina Sir Lance dahil kahit ang salba-salbahe ni Joyeuse ay pinaghanda pa rin s'ya nang ganito at—

Joyeuse: You wanna make a wish and blow the candles first, birthday boy?

Futhark: (nods whilst choking back tears)

Lance: Then let's sing happy birthday for Futhark first then we'll see if we'll have enough confidence left to sing another one for Jule.

Laevateinn: HAAAPPY BIRFneynuyuuujejdkfhsoabrodueofjrhrofjdhrirjfkfhehrielandk

Edward: No, no, sabay-sabay.

Lance: One, two, three.

372A:

372A:

372A: (crickets chirping)

Edward: Bakit walang kumanta?

Lance: Alright, let's try again. One, two, three.

Edward: Haaappy birth—perkele bakit ako lang ang kumanta?

Lance: Alright, alright. We'll certainly sing this time. One, two, three.

Lance: Haaappy b—Edward why didn't you sing?

Edward: Birthday tooo you.

Laevateinn: (quietly hums along)

Lance & Edward: Happy birth—

Lance & Edward:

Edward: Sobrang cringe po ng pagkanta natin, sumakit po 'yung tiyan ko.

Lance: All my confidence has been flushed into the toilet of shame.

Joyeuse: You'd make a good funeral singer, both of you.

Edward: I'm sorry, Futhark, we're physically incapable of singing you a happy birthday.

Futhark: (still sobbing) This is is the first time someone sang happy birthday to me.

Lance: Arthur where are you—

Arthur: (places his iPad on the table, facing all of them) The Coronado Chronicles staff will sing for you.

Zweihänder: (via Zoom) HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAAAAAAAAY MGA SISIW!

Ichaival & the others: (smiles and waves at them via Zoom)

Zweihänder: Oraaayt let's go!

CC: Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday dear Julieeeet,
Happy birthday to youuuuuuu

Zweihänder: (prolongs high note) Yooooouuuuuuuuuuu