Rechor: *in garage* 🎶She wont stay the fucm away! Dont you know the ***** came back!🎶

???: *plays the guitar* Rechor: 🎶I like her so much better when she's down on her knees!🎶

Rechor: 🎶Cause when she's in my face thats when Im startin to see!🎶

Rechor: 🎶That all my friends are laughing thinking that we be wrong!🎶

Rechor: 🎶Well she's so ****ing stupid that she's singing along! The trouble with girls is they're all the same!🎶 (ol! Sleep well! Cya!)

Rechor: 🎶She wont stay the **** away! Dont you know the ***** came back!🎶

Rechor: 🎶I like her so much better when she's down on her knees!🎶

Rechor: *stopz* do yall hear that?

???: What? Rechor: I heard someone else.

???: Who? Rechor: IDK. Get the gun just in case.

???: Hey I heard it to. *gets the shot gun* Rechor: Ya think its a black hood?

Rechor: *runs to the door, pullung it up* ???: *runs to his side, pointing the gun out* WHO'S THERE?!?!

Rechor: oh. Put the gun down, Spike. Its just a friend. Spike: ... *points the gun down*

Rechor: You ok? *walks over to her*

Rechor: hey calm down. Its ok. *picks her up*

Spike: Hey Rech. Ya like holdin girls? Rechor: SHUT UP SPIKE!!!!!!

Rechor: Lets go inside. Its dangerous for you bein out here alone. *walks her into the garage* Spike: *pulls the garage door down*

Rechor: Well you are in hell. *puts her down on a chair* Spike: Whatd you expect. Princesses and knights walking down the streets?

Spike: *grips the gun* SAY THAT AGAIN YOU- Rechor: Woah hey! Spike chill.

Spike: YOU BETTER SHUT YOUR DUMBASS MOUTH BEFORE I SHOOT IT OFF!!!!!! *points the gun to her face* Rechor: THATS ENOUGH YOU TWO!!!!!

Rechor: DESTINY, STOP POCKIN THE BEAR!!!! AND SPIKE STOP THREATINING!!!!!! Spike It aint a threat. Its a promise.

Rechor: SPIKE DONT- Spike: *pulls the trigger*

Spike: *shoots it perfectly at her face* Rechor: *pushes Destiny out of the way* SPIKE STOP!!!!

Spike: *eyes glow dark blue, growling* Rechor: D-Destiny, pyt him down before he blows the roof off!

Spike: *shakes and laughs* Rechor: *throws water at Spike* Spike: *hisses, eyes turning normal*

Rechor: Dude. U ok now? Spike: *huffs* im. Fine.

Rechor: oh. Ok. Do you need a portal so you'll get home faster and safer? Spike: *walks to his chair and takes a sip of blood from his cup*

Rechor: You sure?

Rechor: ok. Stay safe

Rechor: cya Spike: ....

(lol) Rechor: *sits, coughing*

Rechor: gah. *pops a throat losenger in his mouth*

Rechor: *singing* Band: *playing*

Rechor: *jumps, stopping* !!! ???: *stops laying*

Rechor: oh its just you, Dina.

Rechor: nah its fine. What do ya need?

Rechor: Woah dude. R u ok?!

Rechor: What happened?!

Rechor: like?

Rechor: o-oh

Rechor: ok.

Rechor: you want anythin? Ice? Bloodaid?

Rechor: ok

???: Who the **** is this Rechor: Oh this is my cossin, Dina.

???: uhhh..... ok. Rechor: Ok

???: *starts playing* Rechor: 🎶I like her so much better when she's down on her knees. Cause when she's in my face that's when I'm starting to see.🎶

Rechor: 🎶That all my friends are laughing thinking that we be wrong. Well she's so ****ing stupid that she's singing along.🎶

Rechor: 🎶The trouble with girls is they're all the same. Forget the diamonds and pearls they just want a ring.🎶

Rechor: 🎶Before you know it you're like a dog on a leash. Well you can try and change the world but you won't change me!🎶

Rechor and the band: 🎶The ***** came back the very next day! Oh the ***** came back thought she was a goner! But the ***** came back she couldn't stay away! Don't you know the ***** came back!🎶

Rechor: *coughs, backing away from the mic* ???: *stops playing* Dude. Ya need to get that cured before th TS.

Rechor: I know I- *cough*- will. ???: Ya need some Bloodaid?

Rechor: yeah Im fine. Just *cough* demon bug.

Rechor: *clears his throat*

Rechor: s-sorry

Rechor: *sings along with the band*

Rechor: *sings along with the rythem*

Rechor: Ok Time Out!!! *rubs the back of his neck* you did it again, Spike. Spike: DARN!!!

Rechor: Dude its fine. Lets just take a break. The talent show's just next week.

Rechor: *jumps and turns around* what was that?!l Spike: Probably just a racoon.

Rechor: *stops* h-huh?

Rechor: oh uh thanks.

Rechor: really? ???: It wasnt that good though.

Rechor: I mean we dont mind if you stay. Just no funny buisness, k?

Rechor: start us off, Spike. Scar you follow after the first two lines. Spike: *plays the guitar along with Rechor's singing*

Rechor: 🎶Dont you know the ***** came back!🎶 Scar: *joins in, playing the drums*

Rechor: 🎶I like her so much better when she's down on her knees. 'Cause when she's in my face that's when I'm starting to see!🎶

Rechor: 🎶That all my friends are laughing thinking that we be wrong. Well she's so ****ing stupid that she's singing along.🎶

Rechor: 🎶I like her so much better when she's down on her knees! Cause when shes in my face thats when zim starting to see!🎶

Rechor: 🎶That all my friends are laughing thinking that we be wrong!🎶

Rechor: *stops* ?!

Rechor: What was that?! ???: Idk. Scar, get the gun. It could be a robber. Scar: or just a racoon.

Rechor: or a Black Hood. *grabs the gun and walks to the garage door* Scar: *whispers* be carefull!

Rechor: *pulls the door up and points the gun infront of him* WHOS THERE?!?!

Rechor: oh. *lowers his gun* False alarm guys. Its just some kid.

Rechor: Dont be sorry. Its ok.

Rechor: *looks at the guitar* ya play too?

Rechor: killer

Rechor: *listens then remembers somethin* sorry to interupt but can you continue in the garage? Its not safe out here?

Rechor: *looks around before goin inside, pulling the garage door down* Scar: Hi! ???: who are you.

Scar: Im Scar! ???: Im Spike.

Scar: Are you ok?

Scar: ok! Rechor: Howd you hear us? Our garage is sound proof.

Rechor: oh.

Rechor: oh well uh.... are you from around here?

Rechor: Well this town is dangerous. Singing at night aint a good idea. Hell aint a pretty place.

Rechor: .... dude. This IS hell. You sre literally in hell right now.

Rechor: Woah dude chill!

Rechor: nah its fine. Just dont be like Spike who blows the roof off when he gets really pissed. Spike: wow. Thanks for callin me out.

Rechor: so what songs do ya know?

Rechor: Beliver by ID?

Rechor: Same! I like Warriors better but Beliver is pretty cool!

Rechor: heh! ^^

Rechor: *listens*

Rechor: *mummbles to himself* what beautiful singing!

Rechor: *picks up a guitar and plays along*

Scar: *picks up his drum sticks and starts playing along too* Spike: *plays his guitar*

Rechor: *sings along*

Rechor: 🎶My eyes went dark.🎶

Rechor: *changes tune* 🎶Im fired up and tierd of the way things have been oh.🎶 Scar and Spike: 🎶ooooooo🎶

Rechor: 🎶Second things second dont you tell me what I have to be🎶

Rechor: 🎶The master of my sea oh ooooooh🎶

Rechor: 🎶Taking my sulking to the masses🎶

Rechor: 🎶That looked at me, took me, shook me, feeling me🎶

Rechor: *stops plaing* ?

Rechor: whatz that song? I havent heard it before?

Rechor: what?

Rechor: ok?

Rechor: Woah hey! Kid, whats wroung?! Scar: *puts his drum sticks down and hugs Stsrloaf*

Rechor: Are you ok? Whats wroung?

Rechor: ?

Rechor: who?

Rechor: oh. My dad killed my mom and id now in space trying to take over the galaxy. Scar: my parents left me, my foster parents died, and I never get to see my new foster parents. Spike: I never had a family.

Rechor: tell me about it...

Rechor: My dad is not my famiy anymore..... my friends are. Scar: only me real brother, Tommy is who I can call family

Rechor: *gives her a locket, a ember stone at the end of it* here. It was my moms

Rechor: take it. My mom told me that all my worrys will be trapped in this locket if I keeep it close. Itll help you. Please take it

Rechor: hey. *takes her hand and puts the locket in her hand, closing her fingures around it* its ok. We are here for you.

Rechor: np! Always hold it close and remember there's always something bsd in life but theres always a light

Rechor: *smiles* do you like it?

Rechor: here *puts it on her*

Rechor: np! *pats her shoulder before putting his guitar in its case*

Rechor: so you hungry?

Rechor: what do you want to eat?

Rechor: ok!

Rechor: *singa*

Rechor: *sings with the rythem*