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the song drabble meme
It's pretty simple and fun, folks. This is how this works!
( 01 ) Have a playlist ready! Don't use all your songs--try and narrow it down a little.
( 02 ) Let everyone know how many songs you're working with. Also, which characters you would be willing to write about.
( 03 ) Others tag your post, picking a character or pairing or friendship or familial relationship or whatever, and then choose a number from your list.
( 04 ) Write a drabble related to that song, using that/those character(s)!
Take as long as you need; there's no time limits here!
And here's some helpful HTML to make it pretty!

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Jade and all the Daves, 408
She's on a 70s kick, and the Daves all groan as they walk through the living room, putting in their headphones to block out the noise.
The dancing shadows on the wall are all I've seen since you've been gone... Through all I sit here and I wait, you will return again someday...
Jade isn't actually sure what she's listening to, but she loves it -- the rhythm is catchy, the words are good and the orchestra's fantastic. For someone whose previous music knowledge ended somewhere around the 1940s, this was radical thinking. Sometimes, she swears that all her Daves like it too. Jade encourages them to like it with her -- please listen to it with me? -- and one by one, they seem to admit that it's not so bad.
Pink is first; he's the one least marred by the Strider sense of music, even though he still has the irony downpat. Jade pulls him out of his room one day and into the living room, spinning him in circles to the beat and singing along in her thin but clear voice until he's smiling and humming too. Orange is next: honestly, whatever Pink could do, Orange could do better, even if it meant that he had to give up some of his pride and listen to a dusty record that Jade had found on the wearable. She stood on top of the coffee table for him, lip syncing to the words, doing interpretive dance at times that seemed appropriate until even he was grinning.
And then red. Her challenge, though Jade Harley has never backed down from a challenge to make Dave Strider smile, as hard as it could be. She chose the subtle option. He always slept with his headphones in, the sound blocking out the other noises of the house and giving Jade the perfect opportunity to present her prime subject with glorious sound.
As he napped on the couch one day, she carefully replaced an earbud with one of her own, turning the music on her player all the way up.
Jade was pretty sure he jumped at least ten feet off the couch. And even though he eventually ended up falling on top of her as he scrambled for his sword, she was pretty sure it was worth it. After all, hadn't he given her a fistbump and a hug for her trolling attempts? And he'd even smiled, just a little, as she told him she wanted to listen to music with him.
A little smile's all she needed, really.
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and Electric Light Orchestra C: