amaranthh (
greenling) wrote in
rainbowfic2015-07-16 03:14 am
Sherry #18, Angel Cake #5
Name: Greenling
Story: All Great Things
Colors: Sherry #18 (And his Metallic Peace), Angel Cake #5 (Trumpet)
Supplies and Styles: Canvas, Photography
Word Count: 155
Rating: G
Warnings: None.
Summary: Whoo, I managed a short thing. Peace and music, and a tiny bit of Peace's brother.
Comments, criticism, and questions are all appreciated.
Staccato notes filtered through the wall, past the cheap headphones Peter's Mom had bought. He pressed his fingers to his temples, trying to focus on his social studies homework. Joseph swore he wasn't that loud, but the volume wasn't as bad as the horrible brassy screeching. And Mom wouldn't stop him because apparently band counted as homework.
His brother almost made him hate music. He definitely hated trumpets, forever.
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The worst thing Peace had to give up when he went on the run was his guitar. It was the only material thing he really missed. After Philadelphia, he got a new one, and an acoustic too, to maybe learn jazz guitar and expand his horizons.
Lance sent him a playlist when he found out. Peace was disappointed he couldn't quite do with a guitar what some people could with a saxophone. If he could somehow fuse Coltrane with Megadeth, it would be damn near perfect.
Story: All Great Things
Colors: Sherry #18 (And his Metallic Peace), Angel Cake #5 (Trumpet)
Supplies and Styles: Canvas, Photography
Word Count: 155
Rating: G
Warnings: None.
Summary: Whoo, I managed a short thing. Peace and music, and a tiny bit of Peace's brother.
Comments, criticism, and questions are all appreciated.
Staccato notes filtered through the wall, past the cheap headphones Peter's Mom had bought. He pressed his fingers to his temples, trying to focus on his social studies homework. Joseph swore he wasn't that loud, but the volume wasn't as bad as the horrible brassy screeching. And Mom wouldn't stop him because apparently band counted as homework.
His brother almost made him hate music. He definitely hated trumpets, forever.
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The worst thing Peace had to give up when he went on the run was his guitar. It was the only material thing he really missed. After Philadelphia, he got a new one, and an acoustic too, to maybe learn jazz guitar and expand his horizons.
Lance sent him a playlist when he found out. Peace was disappointed he couldn't quite do with a guitar what some people could with a saxophone. If he could somehow fuse Coltrane with Megadeth, it would be damn near perfect.

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(Of course then, well, other stuff happens, but happy thoughts la la.) Thanks for reading!
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Reminds me of how my wife feels about the oboe. XD
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Thanks for reading!
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Thanks for reading!