“Rejoice, rejoice God's ears are stitches
Rejoice, His eyes are big x's
Rejoice, His arms are burning witches
Rejoice, His hands perform hexes”
Rejoice, His eyes are big x's
Rejoice, His arms are burning witches
Rejoice, His hands perform hexes”
It was peaceful inside the old, battered pickup truck; an unusual occurrence. Normally, the sisters were rather loud, using car rides as an excuse for sing-alongs, but today was different. Instead of boisterously singing, Nami was half-asleep and listlessly drinking her iced tea, and Eren was focusing on the drive, anxiety making her stomach hurt a little. She thought about the video she and her sister posted to their YouTube channel the night before.
The video started unlike their others; with Eren and Nami Koide sitting next to each other in front of the camera.
Nami spoke first, waving, and Eren followed suit.
“Hey everyone!”
“Heyyy…”
“So, I know we haven’t posted any new videos in a little while, but there’s a really cool reason for that! Eren, if you would…”
A cheesy drumroll sound effect played.
“Weeeeeee… got signed to a record label,” Eren said in a monotone voice, with jazz hands for effect.
“Yeah!” Nami cheered, “So we’ve not only got more and better covers coming for you, but we’ll also be producing original songs! Isn’t that cool?”
“Seriously, we’re so excited to actually turn this silly hobby into an actual job, and we owe it all to you guys. So, from the bottom of our hearts…”
They both spoke in unison, "Thank you!"
“Okay, we’ve been talking too long, so enjoy the video!”
Then, the picture changed to the usual title card and their newest cover, History Maker, started playing.
Eren could tell that Nami was nervous, too. You wouldn’t think so just by looking at her, but what kind of sister would Eren be if she couldn’t read her sister like a book after twenty years together?
Of course, there was good reason for both of them to be nervous; they were going through multiple huge life changes at once. In addition to starting their potential career in entertainment, they were moving out of their parents’ house and into an apartment building next to the studio.
“Rejoice despite the fact this world will hurt you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds
Rejoice because you're trying your best”
Rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you
Rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds
Rejoice because you're trying your best”
Eren parked the car, waking up her sister by poking her cheek.
“We’re here.”
They could worry about unpacking and moving in later; the only things they took out of the back of the truck were Eren’s keyboard, its stand, and a backpack containing various cables and Eren’s laptop.
They came into the studio, Eren lugging the unwieldy keyboard and Nami carrying the stand and backpack.
“Morning!”
Here we go.
