The Muppets: For the Both of Us

This is the new fanfic I'm working on! Hope you enjoy!

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Kermit sat at his desk, sifting through bills, guest star requests, and insurance policies. ‘At least I have time to take care of it before the show starts back up.’ He thought, feeling slightly anxious. The Muppet Show was about to begin its fifth year, and although the break had been nice, the stage was where he really belonged.

BAM BAM BAM! "Frog, open up!" Oh no. This wasn’t something he was looking forward to.
Gulping, Kermit answered with a small sounding "Come in…", followed by a very angry whatnot woman striding in, trumpet base in hand.
"Hello Daniella..." He mumbled, shuffling through papers to give the illusion of calmness.

The girl set down her instrument and folded her arms over her purple tux. "Well? How long were you planning on not telling me?"

"Look, I was going to talk to you later today..."

"Darn it Kermit, I can't believe this! I've been here since the beginning! Through everything! So now I'm getting replaced! FIRED?" She exploded, flailing her arms a bit in frustration.

"Look, I’m not-Wait, where did you hear about it?" Kermit asked warily.

"I heard it from Mildred who heard it from The Chef who heard it from Beau who heard it from Fozzie who heard it from Rowlf who heard it from Scooter." She informed him irritably.

"I don’t want to fire you; I just want to reposition you in the orchestra on trombone."

"Exactly. I’m being replaced." She hissed. Before Kermit could reply, a knock sounded at the door.

"Go away!" Daniella shouted, annoyed.

"Come in." Kermit instructed, exasperated. Floyd Pepper strolled in, a timid-looking Muppet at his heels.

"Green stuff! Got the new kid." He said. Daniella walked over to the other musicians until she was only a few inches from them, eyeing the newcomer briefly. A thin yellow Muppet, with Bohemian styled clothes and a large blonde fro.

"This is my replacement? Some nobody hippie kid?" She asked incredulously. "What’s your damage on him, Trumpet Girl?" Floyd said smirking.

"My name isn’t Trumpet Girl! It’s Dani, get it right beatnik!" She shouted, fuming. Picking up her trumpet case, she stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

"Sorry about that... What’s your name?" Kermit asked.

"This…" Floyd said, clapping a hand on the horn player’s shoulder "is Lips."

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Sorry this is so short. The following ones will be longer!

Lizzy

Definitely intriqued by the title of this new fic, and I like the intro of Lips into the show. Definitely curious so keep up the great work!

Dang, I never knew TG was so hostile... O.O Take a chill pill, girl wit da fro. XPP

But in all seriously, this is awesome so far, loved the introduction of Lips, and I can't wait to read more of it. :3 *nodnod*

i like it! keep up the awesome work!

BAM! 'nother Chapter! :3 A big thank you to my beta readers!

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‘Why would he do this? Doesn’t he think I’m good enough? Am I good enough?’

“Stupid FROG!” She yelled, slamming her fist against the wall, accidently putting a hole in it. “Oops. Think you can fix that, Beau?” She asked the nearby janitor.

“Sure, Daisy!”

“It’s Dani…” She corrected absentmindedly. Wandering into the orchestra pit, she sat down with a sigh, lost in her own thoughts.

“How’re ya’ doing, Dani?” Jumping, she looked up. She had been so preoccupied, Dani hadn’t even noticed that the piano in the pit was in use. “Oh, hey, Rowlf.”

“Lookin’ pretty blue, but Kermit didn’t fire you, apparently.” He noted, running his hands over the keys.

“He replaced me. He wants to move me to trombone.” She said, twinges of both sadness and resentment in her voice.

“You’ve said yourself that you’re better at trombone.” Rowlf reminded her calmly.

“He’s replaced me with some unkempt hippie that Pepper dragged in, none the less! I just…”

“Want to kick his brass?” Rowlf tried.

“Cute. Cute joke…” She replied dully. “I mean, as much as I hate the nickname, I am the trumpet girl! Who’s that wannabe to waltz in here and take my place?”

“Have you heard him play?”

“Well, no…”

“Is he a jerk?”

“I haven’t-”

“Do you know his name?”

“No! All I know is the show definitely isn’t big enough for the both of us, and I’m not leaving.” She said firmly.

Rowlf sighed and scratched his head. “Dani, have considered giving the kid a chance?”

“AGH! You don’t understand! You aren’t any help!” She groaned before stalking off, grumbling. “Nobody understands!”

“…I give ‘im a season, tops.”

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Lips put down his trumpet and shot Kermit a questioning look.

“Well, you’re great at the trumpet, undoubtedly. Can you play anything else?” The horn player shook his head.

“Can you sing?” Nod.

“Are you going to talk?” Shrug.

“Heh, he’s quiet, but he sure can wail, huh?” Floyd rasped with a smile.

“That’s for sure. You’re hired. The show starts back up tomorrow night.” The musician nodded and slipped out the door.

“Hey, Floyd, where did you find this guy?” Kermit inquired. He was good, but the Electric Mayhem was rather picky about bringing in new members.

“Zoot found ‘im playing at a bar, man. Kid was better than any other dudes we could find.” Floyd said.

“Well, keep an eye on him for a while. It’s been a long time since Daniella was this mad…”

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Lizzy

<3 Love it! I love how you made Lips' debut in total mute, and Dani is so cute when she's all paranoid XP *plays the trumpet<33*

Oh....and I forgot to mention Rowlf and his puns...love the original joke! XP *woof <33*

Pretty good so far.

“You’re needed in the orchestra pit, Daniella!” Dani turned my head towards Scooter. “Really? I just started warming up…” She mused.

“30 minutes ago.” He informed her briskly. Sherolled her eyes and sighed before nodding and going into the pit. The theater was sold out, and she could tell that it was going to be a great crowd. ‘They’re getting ansty, but then we’ll have ‘em when we start.’ She thought with a smile. Her smile faded fast as she sat down. ‘I have to sit next to him?’ She thought, glaring at Lips. When he didn’t acknowledge her, Dani sat down with a huff, turned up her nose, and focused on her music.

“Hey, Trumpet Girl, where were yah today? We were supposed to run the theme song.” Dani turned to Floyd sharply. “It’s none of your business what I do, and why heck would I need to practice it? We’ve been playing it for years.”

“Well, you’ve never really played it on trombone, you’ve always played the trumpet part…” She froze, before casting a death glare at Zoot. “Drop it before I-”

“Not opening night…” Rowlf mumbled quickly. Regaining her composure, Dani merely shot an icy glare at Lips.

“Well, sometimes real talent gets upstaged by amateurs. Sure does help to have friends close to the boss, huh?”

“LIPS GOOD! LIPS GOOD!” Animal protested from his drums.

“Hey, the lil’ green dude wouldn’t have hired him if he was bad!”

“Then how did you get a job here, Pepper?” She asked with a triumphant smirk.

“Why I oughta!-”

“Guys! C’mon…”

“Settle down everyone.” Everyone turned to the new voice as Nigel shuffled in. “No need to fight.” He said mildly.

The musicians (begrudgingly) got ready to play. “It’s the Muppet Show, with our very special guest star, Weird Al Yankovich! YAAAAY!”

‘They gave the punk a solo in the theme?’She thought, a spike of anger coursing through her. ‘Well, actually, he’s really good…’ A small voice in the back of her mind said. ‘NO! No no no!’ As soon as the opening ended, Dani stood up. “Excuse me for a minute…” She mumbled to Nigel, before walking out. ‘This guy needs to go! Steals my place, everyone’s siding with him!’

“What to do…” She thought. Suddenly, a devious smile spread across her face as her eyes rested on the balcony box.

“Perfect.”

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“How bad do you think it’s going to be tonight, Waldorf?”

“Don’t ask me, I’ll be turning down my hearing aid!”

“DO’H HO HO!”

“Hey, old guys.” The hecklers turned around, to see the musician standing behind them. “What do you want, little girl? Shouldn’t you be down performing?” Waldorf asked.

“No, don’t encourage her!”

“DO’H HO-”

“Look, I came up here for a reason.” She growled. “Would you rip that blonde guy on trumpet extra hard?”

Waldorf snorted and raised an eyebrow at her. “Why should we?”

“Uhh….Because there’s 20 dollars in it for you each?” She said, getting out her wallet.

“…How hard do we need to go on him?”

"Crush his spirit. Make him cry in a corner…" She said with a dark smirk.

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Hope you likey! :3

Lizzy

Nuuu! Don't make Lips cry, you wrinkly shlubs! D= (Shlubs? I've been around my mom's side for too long... XP)

Me loved the update! I also like the personality you've given Dani/TG and how you've developed her--she's such a mean b-witch. X3 Mean peeps are fun to write. :B Can't wait for za next installment.

i totally agree with white rabbit. the way you've developed trumpet girl as a character is awesome. can't wait for the next update

Thanks for all the feedback! :/ Next chapters gonna take a bit longer to get up...

C: Here we are, Chapter 4! Sorry for the wait, dearies.

This chapter is dedicated to the fabulous WhiteRabbit, because it's her BIRTHDAY EVERYBODY!

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“-another one rides the bus!" The jazz variation of Weird Al’s song had gone smoothly, and the audience had loved it.

“Looks like the band picked up a new guy.” Statler said loudly

“Yah, but they sure should drop him!"

“Do’h ho! Maybe he should get on the bus out of here!" ‘What’s their deal?" Zoot thought, glancing up at the balcony box. ‘Why’re they targeting him?" The comments from Statler and Waldorf were starting to stir up the rest of the audience.

“Who is he, anyway?"

“Yeesh, how long will he be here?"

"Who's the poser?"

The curtain quickly closed, putting the crowd out of the band’s view. Slightly puzzled they walked backstage.

“Gawd, they sure were going hard…”

“Don’t listen to them, dude. Those squares don’t know music from whatever Miss HamHocks does!"

“I HEARD THAT!"

“Well, new kid, audience didn’t seem to like you…” Looking up, they saw Dani walking by, smirking. “Sure you’re as good as you thought you were?" She taunted, walking off smugly.

“MEAN GIRL! MEAN GIRL!"

“Whataya bet she put the old guys up to it, also?"

But the quiet brass player seemed unfazed by everything, and just nodded and shrugged at his bandmates' reassurances.

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“She rully needs to, like, mellow out…” The Electric Mayhem sat around the living room of their flat the next day. Janice and Floyd were snuggled up on the worn but comfy loveseat; next to them sat Zoot, possibly asleep. Dr. Teeth sat on an old, squeaky recliner, Lips sat Indian style on the floor, and Animal was in his petbed, gnawing on a stuffed duck.

“Too true, too true. She’s jealous, my man.” Dr. Teeth said.

“-Huh? Wha? S’going on?" Zoot mumbled, jerking out of sleep.

“Dani setting the old dudes on Lips.”

“Oh. Yeah, she’s crazy jealous.”

“I never liked her anyway. She’s majorly square, her and Nigel.” Floyd grumbled. Lips sat silently, nodding ever now and again, mind reeling.

“Guys, let’s get rid of all these bad vibes, y’know? Let’s, like, go to that new organic smoothie place!" Janice suggested.

“SMOOTH-IE! SMOOTH-IE!” Animal chanted enthusiastically.

“ I’m up for it, babe!"

“You all go, I’ll stay here.” The others all looked at Lips. He seemed troubled, sparking concern in Zoot.

“Uh, I’ll stay too…” He mumbled.

“Well, okay, we’ll, like, be back soon!" After they had left, Zoot sat down across from Lips.

“Talk to me, man.”

“…”

“I don’t careif you aren’t good with words, I’m not either.”

“…I think I’m into her.”

“Really? Well, y’know, we dated a while back, but she’s pretty into Fl-“

“Not Janice;” Lips said, shaking his head. Glancing away from his bandmate, he sighed and mumbled, “Daniella…”

“…Really?Don’t wanna break it to yah, but she kinda…hates you.” Zoot said slowly. Lips nodded sadly.

“Tell me somethin’ I don’t know…”

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SLAM! “Dani, I’m baaaack!

“Hey, Annie Sue…” The musician muttered. She sat curled up on her couch, watching a soap opera she couldn’t understand. Even at a quick glance it was obvious the woman wasn’t paying attention and was incredibly destracted.

“Oooooh, what’s happened?" She asked, flopping down next to her roommate.

“Uhh….Julio killed someone…” Dani said, running her fingers through her hair.

Annie Sue gave the girl a critical look. “There isn’t a Julio in this one.”

“Oh.”

“Soooo, I heard your brilliant plan didn’t work.” The lady pig said, breaking the silence.

“No kidding! The loser hardly even noticed! I’m out 40 bucks for nothing!" She growled in disgust.

“Why do you care so much?" Annie questioned as Dani’s eyes flashed in frustration.

“Doesn’t anyone get it? He replaced me, Annie!The show is notgoing to have two trumpet players! I’ve gotta get rid of him.”

“It’s got, like, 5 pigs.”

“It’s not the same!" She hissed, putting her head in her hands. The young girl studied Dani for a moment, before smiling.

“I think you like him.”

“WHAT?” Dani screeched in shock, “Are you kidding?"

“No! You like him and don’t wanna admit it.” Annie Sue said, her smile widening, eyes sparkling with excitement.

“No! He’s disgusting! I can’t stand him!"

“You keep saying thaaat…”Annie Sue sang with a grin, giggling.

“UGH! You’re so immature, Annie! I need some air…” Dani groaned, storming outside onto her balcony. It was midmorning, overcast, windy and cool, but the cold breeze helped her simmer down.

‘What made her think that? Maybe she heard it through gossip? Or just thought of it? Or…Maybe?"

“NO!” She shouted, slamming her fists onto the cold metal railings.

“I don’t like him…” She mumbled, eyes darkening, “I WILLget him to leave!"

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:0 and on that dramatic note, we end!

Lizzy

*PENGUIN!*

awesome chapter! i LOVE the way yer developing dani. i rully like her character. can't wait for some more!

‘This better be quick…’ Dani thought to herself. She had no idea where the Electric Mayhem was, or how long they would be gone, but she saw it as a chance to strike. Creeping into the orchestra pit, her hopes sunk as she saw Zoot sitting.

“Zoot?” She tried, unable to tell if he was sleeping. Waving a hand in front of his face, she determined he was asleep. Biting her lip, Dani hesitated for a split second, for a reason she couldn’t explain. Sighing she righted herself and knelt over Lips’ trumpet case. Flicking it open, she pulled a small, silver object out . Holding it up to the light, she switched the mouthpiece with his, tucking it into her pocket. She jumped at the sound of footsteps approaching. Closing the case, she slipped into her seat and attempted to come off as casual. It worked, because the rest of the orchestra didn’t give her a second glance.

‘Success!’ She thought with a smile. As the theme started up, nothing seemed out of the ordinary; but when it came for Lips’ solo, much to the shock of the rest of the musicians, no sound came out of his instrument. After a split second, Dani quickly played the solo on her trombone. ‘That couldn’t have gone more perfect!’ She thought gleefully as he examined his trumpet with confusion and dismay. As soon as the theme was over, she shot him a smile traced with malice.

“Oh no, your trumpet isn’t working? Don’t worry, mine is still here; I’ll cover for you!” She slipped out and went backstage. Grabbing her case, she was about to head back when she heard a voice.

“Daniella.” She froze. She didn’t recognize the gravelly, Louis Armstrong-esque voice, but immediately knew who it had to be. Lips walked up to her stopping barely a foot from her.

“What do you want?” She asked, her voice shaking ever so slightly. He calmly held out his hand.

“W-What?”

“…Please give it to me.” He said softly, holding up the trick mouthpiece. A wave of shame fell over Dani, but she made a rather bad attempt to hide it. She averting her eyes from the other preformer and kept her head down.

“Take your stupid freakin’ mouthpiece…” She mumbled, shoving it into his hand before storming off. Lips sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, shooting a glance in the direction where she had ran.

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There is no excuse for this midget filler chapter to have taken so long. I promise the next one will be more exciting and much longer.

Okay, as someone who just recently started reading fics again ....

I dig the characterizations. Love the relationship you're crafting between Lips and TG.

Can you make sure to separate when different people talk? It gets confusing.

More please? I love obscure character fics.

“Hurry up, places everyone!” Mildred announced shrilly. For the first time in a while, they were doing an At the Dance sketch. Dani, still feeling conflicted about Lips confronting her, had been reluctantly brought into it.
“Daniella, dear, you’ll be dancing with this young man.” Mildred informed her, dragging up the very last person Dani wanted to be slow dancing with. Lips sighed and gave a nod of greeting.

“Are you kidding me? I am not, under any circumstances, dancing with h-”

“You two will be background dancers, you don’t need to worry about jokes.” Mildred said primly, interrupting the girl before bustling off. Dani let out a groan, and shot Lips a fierce glare.

“Do you have any idea how much I don’t want to do this?” She asked. He only nodded in response. The curtains opened, and she begrudgingly started to dance with him. As they danced, Dani’s heart thudded, her throat tightened, and she began to feel a bit light-headed. And as much as she tried to convince herself, it wasn’t from anger.

“You’re a good dancer…” He said quietly, trying to make things less awkward. Heat rose to Dani’s face at the compliment, and she merely let out a huff.

‘I can’t stand this, I hate him!’ She thought, scolding herself. ‘You can’t stand that you like him.’ A voice in the back of her mind insisted. The second the curtains closed, she bolted offstage. ‘No, no, no!’ She screamed in her mind, gripping her hair in frustration.

“It’s now or never…” She hissed to herself, an idea formulating.

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“Hey Scooter?” She called to the gofer.

“Yeah?” He replied quickly, scribbling on a clipboard.

“Could you tell me the acts tonight?” She asked, in a suspiciously sweet tone. The teen didn’t pick up on it, luckily for Dani, and nodded.

“Marvin Suggs, then the talk spot, and then the Electric Mayh-”

“What are they performing?” She asked, cutting him off.

“It Don’t Mean a Thing. Why do you ask?”

“Just…wondering. Thank you, kid.” She said, patting his head absentmindedly. A smile curled onto her face as she strode off, leaving the boy to stare at her in puzzlement.

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“It don’t mean a thing, all you gotta do is swing…” Janice sang, backed by the rest of the Mayhem. The audience was absolutely loving the band’s take on the jazz song.

“Makes no difference if it’s that rhythm’s sweet or hot, just give the rhythm all you got.” Lips was about to go into a complex and fast moving solo, when another trumpet began. The band looked across the stage in shock as Dani strolled onto the stage, eyes glinting and wailing on her trumpet. The audience mumbled for a few seconds before silencing and watching intently. ‘What the…?’ Lips thought. He countered her with continuing on his solo. ‘This should be fun…’ The girl brass player said to herself. The two battled with their instruments, eachs fingers flying over the keys. Finally, Lips played so fast and well, Dani knew he had outdone her.

“AGGGRH!” With a yell of frustration, she attacked Lips, wrapping her hands around his throat. A collective gasp sounded throughout the theater. The band stopped playing, stunned. Janice quickly ran over and attempted to pull the rage-filled girl off of him.

“Oh my gawd! Like, let go of him, Trumpet Girl!” She pleaded. Dani shot her a glare before shoving Lips into the orchestra pit. Pushing Janice away from her, Dani looked around, snarling at the horrified faces of the audience. She ran off the stage, heart thudding in her ears and tears threatening to fall.

“D-Daniella, wait!” Lips called after her, getting up and running after her; the curtain closed, leaving shock-ensued silence heavy in the theater.

“Daniella!” Dani ignored the musicians calls, and continued running. She came to a dead end, and turned around to see him on her heels.

“Daniella. Tell me what your damage is. What is it that’s wrong?” Lips asked quietly, approaching her.

“YOU! YOU are my problem! Ever since you came here and replaced me I’ve been trying to get you to leave! Would you just GET OUT OF HERE?” She shouted at him, tears falling. She ran off past him, leaving him stunned and sad. With a soft sigh, he nodded to himself and walked out.

“TRUMPET GIRL!” Dani jumped at the rage-filled voice. There weren’t any more shows for the season, so except for a few others around, she was alone. She was in the lobby right now, staring out at the heavy rain out of the large glass front doors. Turning around, she was surprised to be met with a very angry Floyd Pepper, Animal’s chain in hand and his bandmates at his heels. The first thing she noticed was Lips wasn’t with him.
“What do you want, beatnik?” She asked dully, pretending to examine her nails.

“What did you say to Lips last night?” He demanded.

Dani scoffed and shrugged. Although she was doing a very good job of hiding it, the reminder of last night’s events stung more than she would have liked. She had gone home and cried herself to sleep in the safety of her locked room; the stress and frustration had flowed out of her until she drifted asleep.
Sighing, she shot the bassist and look of annoyance and said, “Look, it doesn’t really matter what I said, and it’s none of your buisne-”

“It is our business, man! Lips never came back to our apartment last night.” Floyd growled at her.

“Yeah, like, all he took was his trumpet…” Janice said worriedly.

“Huh? O-Oh, well lay off ‘cause I didn’t say anything to him!” Dani sneered defensively.

“LIE! LIE! LIE!” Animal shouted, straining against his leash in hopes to get at her. Dani yelped and jumped back, narrowing her eyes at Floyd.

“Control your crazy pet!” He merely glared and waited for her response.

“…Okay, fine! He asked what my problem was, and I said it was him. He’s been my problem since he freakin’ came here.” She told him with a huff and a roll of her eyes.

“Well, we gotta go find him whether you wanna come along or not, Ice Princess.” Teeth said, walking out the door. Janice, Floyd, and Animal followed suit, but Zoot stayed behind for a minute.

“Look, I doubt you really care, but he really digs you, and left ‘cause you wanted him too. So, you should probably come also.” He said. Dani just stared at him, dumbfounded. She realized she had been so caught up in whether or not she liked him, she hadn’t even how he might have felt about her. ‘Wait…I am into him, a lot!…and he likes me?’

“B-But, I’ve been such a jerk to him…” She murmured, confused. The sax player shrugged. After pondering for a moment, she strode towards the door and held it open.

“Well, c’mon! Were we gonna find the idiot?”

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“Where could he be?” Dani asked herself quietly. She had been searching with the Electric Mayhem for several hours, and they hadn’t found any sign of Lips. Her, Floyd, and Animal were searching the downtown backstreets, and they were coming up with similar results. shiveringly slightly, Dani pulled her jacket a bit tighter around her; it was still pouring rain relentlessly. ‘He couldn’t have gotten too far…’ She assured herself, poking her head in another alleyway. About to turn back, Dani heard something from deeper within the alley. The girl froze in her tracks, straining to hear the sound again. Then she heard it; it was definitely a trumpet being played. Without a second thought, she bolted down the narrow street. Feet pounding on the cement, her heart thudded as she rounded corners. She skidded to a stop, looking around. They narrow road ended, turning into two separate alleys.

“Where are you?” She whispered, looking between the two paths, the steady rain beating onto her. Suddenly, the trumpet began playing again. Following the path with the music, she ran for a ways before reaching a sight. Lips sat in the dead end of the street, leaning up against the wall. He was playing his trumpet, the notes sad and bluesy. The musician was soaked to the skin, his hair surrounding his face and hiding his expressions from her.

“What are you doing here?” Dani asked him. He jumped at her voice, jolting up and almost dropping his trumpet. Pushing his wet hair out of his face, he shot her a look of shock and disbelief.
“…Dani? You wanted me to leave. My presence upset you so much…so I left.” He told her quietly.

Dani sighed and shook her head. “No…I really thought I wanted you gone, I thought I hated you, but I was jealous that you got my job, even though you’re heck of a lot better than I am...”

“Well, you sure wowed me last night…” He said. Dani blushed at his compliment, and instinctively scolded herself internally. Catching herself, she smiled and decided to try and return it.

“You rocked it way better. Anyway…” There was a brief silence, the drumming of the rain the only sound, although neither really noticed it.

“Lips, are you into me?” Dani asked bluntly after a moment. The other brass player was dumbfounded, only nodding after a second or two of shock.

“Well, alright then. Come on.” She said, bending over so see was eye level with Lips.

“Look…uh, Dani?” Lips said softly, looking up at her. “I really don’t think I should take yo-” He was cut off by Dani quickly pressing her mouth against his. She pulled away after a few seconds.
“Look, idiot, if you dig me, I dig you, and neither of us have been fired, surprisingly, why are you just sitting there? You left to give me my job back, but I don’t want it back. Now get up, it’s freakin’ freezing out here.” She turned on her heel, and started walking back. She smiled as she heard him getting up behind her.

“ One thing, Dani.”

“Hmm?” She asked, turning around to have him nearly up against her. A pair of arms went around her waist, and Dani found herself pulled into a kiss. She wrapped her arms around Lips’ shoulders, the embrace warming her and filling her with energy.

“Hey, nice catch, man!” The two looked up to see Floyd standing a ways away, laughing to himself and folding his arms over his chest. Lips sigh and flashed a glare towards his bandmate.

“Really, man? Really? How long were you standing there?” The brass musician asked warily.

“Long enough, dude.”

“AH-HA-HA! LIPS HAVE GIRL-FRIEND!”

“Shut up, Animal.” He muttered, his hand intertwined with Dani’s.

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:3 Hope ya'll like it! I know it's a tad mushy at the end. The last chapter is gonna take a bit...

oohh. good chapter! hooray for mushyness!

Trumpet Girl's real name is Delorese. But, nice job.