Today was a day that everyone’s excited for, Saturday. Inside the two-story house are three teenage girls, Adagio Dazzle, Aria Blaze, and Sonata Dusk. The three were on the couch looking through their social media. Adagio then struck up a conversation that dealt with their musical group, The Dazzlings.
“Girls. Do you notice something? Something about our music career?” Adagio asked.
Sonata was trying to think of an answer while Aria just looked at the two and then back at her phone.
“Well I’ll tell you. It’s about our songs.”
“What’s wrong with them?” asked Sonata.
“Yeah,” Aria agreed. “Both of our songs have done well, hitting millions of views.”
“That’s not the problem. The problem with BOTH songs is that we ONLY have two songs. Our last one was FOUR years ago.”
The two bandmates looked at their last song to check the upload date to see that Adagio was right, of course.
“Well the reason we haven’t been producing songs is because those Rainbooms destroyed our necklaces,” said Aria. “That’s how we’ve been making songs since our necklaces absorb negative energy from arguments, giving us the ability to sing.”
“My friend, there is something called Auto-Tune.”
“What’s that?” asked the blue-haired girl.
“It’s a processor that alters the pitch in vocals and any other music-related things.”
“So basically what our necklaces do but, well actually, I still don’t know much about it so I can’t really compare it to our necklaces.”
“I will tell you that it isn’t something that you can have around your neck.”
“Okay, enough about this Auto-Tune shit.” The tough, purple-haired girl jumped in. “I’ll tell you what’s shit about ALL our latest songs. Every single one of them has unfair line distributions. Not ONE time did me or Sonata get our own solo lines!”
“Well, yeah because I’m the leader.”
“That’s not a good enough reason as to why we have basically no lines other than just being backup vocalists. If anything, that isn’t a good reason at all!”
“Aren’t you at least a little grateful that you two get to sing the pre-chorus and the chorus?”
“I-well, okay, actually that’s fair.”
“Oh, and according to the comments, people actually want Sonata to have more lines, unlike you.”
“You’re kidding.” Unfortunately for Aria, it was true. Adagio put her phone up against her face, showing her the comment sections.
“Okay that is bullshit! Me and her literally get the same lines in the verse, pre-chorus, and chorus! How are people asking this… girl for more lines when she does the same thing as me?!”
“Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?!”
“I’m saying you don’t deserve more lines.”
“Bitch,” Sonata mumbled under her breath.”
“What did you just call me?!” Ari then leaped at Sonata, strangling her.
“AAAAAAHHHH!!!!”
Things were going lovely between the three, clearly. Adagio separated the two apart, breaking the fight.
“For fuck's sake, just stop! Seriously, I can’t win with you two sometimes. If we can’t agree on our line distributions, we’ll just go along with our usual line distribution.”
“Fine, but only if me and Sonata get the same amount of lines. Though, more lines for me would be nice.”
“Yeah, sure, whatever. We just need to write it out.”
The three sat down to think about their song they’re going to produce. Few minutes passed and no ideas were coming to mind.
“Ugh, I got nothing. How about you two?”
“Nope. Nothing,” replied Aria.”
“Sonata?”
“Well, how about we write a song about how content our lives are here without magic?” she suggested.
The two looked at Sonata. “Wow. That's actually a good idea,” said Adagio.
“Yeah,” agreed Aria. “How’d you think of that?”
“I don’t know. It just came to me.”
“Great. We have a theme for our song.” Adagio was typing out the good song suggestions and ideas on a laptop she laid nearby. “Now for the lyrics.”
***
“Aaaaaaand DONE.” Adagio had finished typing out the lyrics on a document. “Girls, follow me upstairs.”
Adagio closed the laptop and carried it with her upstairs as Aria and Sonata followed her to her room. “Behold.” Adagio opened her room door, showing her two bandmates her setup.
“WHOAAAA!!!” Sonata said in awe.
Inside was a room decorated with essentials for music making. Piano, guitars, a microphone, and more.
“Where’d you get all this stuff?” asked Aria.
“Oh, I just got it from the store. Anyways, back to making the song.”
Adagio set her laptop aside on a table which was next to her desktop computer. She opened the desktop and opened her music making program. “Now we sing into this mic which will export our audio here. I’ll go first.”
Adagio went up to the mic, put on some headphones, and pulled up the document, singing the first part of the lyrics. “Where do we go? Every day's the same. Did we lose the magic, magic, magic?”
The audio was exported into the program. “So if we play the audio, it sounds alright. Now if we add Auto-Tune, it sounds like this.”
Adagio played the same piece of audio, but this time, her vocals were altered a little bit, sounding just a bit better than before.
“Wow! Your voice sounds great,” Sonata complimented.
“Thank you,” replied Adagio. “Now since we all sing this verse, would you like to go next Aria?”
“Sure.” The purple-haired girl walked up to the microphone, acquired the headphones, and repeated the same line. “Where do we go? Every day's the same. Did we lose the magic, magic, magic?”
Adagio then compared both audios. One with Auto-Tune and one without.
“Daaaaaaaamn. My voice sounds great.”
“Let me edit it so that it’s played at the same time and not separately. Now it's your turn Sonata.”
Sonata put on the headphones and sang the same verse. Adagio edited the audio and aligned it to all play at the same time.
“Okay good. Let’s keep on going.”
***
“Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, let's find. Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, let's find. Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, let's find the magic.” Sonata had finished the last bit of the chorus that would be repeated two times. Adagio edited the audio and aligned them.
“I think now is a good stopping point for a break.”
“Yeah, I’m starving,” said Aria.
“You guys up for Taco Bell?” asked Sonata.
“Sure,” Adagio agreed. “Or we could-”
The Dazzlings had returned from Taco Bell, finishing their lunch.
“Okay.” Adagio clapped her hands together. “Back to the song.”
The three walked back up to the studio. Suddenly, a rumbling noise came from Sonata.
“Ugh. I’m gonna use the bathroom.” Sonata then left Adagio’s room.
“While she’s gone, let’s work our lines.”
***
Sonata had finished using the bathroom. She went to reach over for the toilet paper and…
***
“Can I learn to see it, see it, see-”
“AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!” Aria was interrupted by Sonata who could be heard screaming from the studio.
“Fiery dorito loco taco?” she asked.
“No! Worst!” Sonata shouted through the bathroom.
Adagio and Aria walked out the studio and to the bathroom door.
“What’s the matter?” asked Adagio.
“There’s no toilet paper!”
“Did you check the cupboards next to the toilet?”
“No. Let me do that.” Sonata opened the cupboard door searching for toilet paper. “There’s none.”
“Okay. I’ll head to Walmart to buy more. Just hang in there for a little bit.”
Adagio rushed to her car and drove straight to Walmart.
***
The puffy-haired girl had come back from the store empty-handed. She walked up the stairs where Aria was waiting.
“Let me guess. They ran out?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Great! Just perfect! Now what do I do?”
An ‘idea’ then popped into Aria’s head. “Wash your ass in the tub.”
“WHAT!?!?!”
“I better hear the water running.”
“No. Anything but that!”
“Look Sonata,” Adagio then jumped in. “There’s no toilet paper at the store and driving to another is too far from here. We’re also producing a song and we don’t have all day.”
Aria was enjoying the fact that the leader of the group was agreeing to her ‘idea’. “So what’s it gonna be?”
Sonata was in a tough position, but made her final decision. She got up off the toilet and turned on the bathtub faucet. “This day has gone from bad to worse.”
***
The blue-haired girl walked out of the bathroom, her cheeks with a shade of red.
“Hey there,” greeted Aria.
“Hey,” Sonata awkwardly replied.
“How was it in there?”
Sonata didn’t reply. She was embarrassed after some… ‘previous events’.
“Well then, now that’s been settled. You two ready to continue the song?”
“Sure,” Aria replied.
“Yeah… sure,” Sonata repeated with her cheeks still red.
Author's Note
I'm not a music producer so if Adagio is doing something wrong, you know why. And also remind if me Sonata was doing something wrong... in the bathroom... because I'm not a girl. On second thought, don't tell me. I don't wanna know
