Darkbloom
Storm King of Superheroes
"OKAY EVERYBODY, IT'S ALMOST SHOW TIME!" The professor walks with purpose through the backstage area, making sure everyone is here and calling people who aren't here to get their butts moving. Andrew is off in a solitary corner tuning his guitar when... A rowdy boy jumps onto his back without warning. "GAH!" He laughs and puts his guitar on the stand to wrestle his brother Kyle to the ground. "You'll never beat me like that, Kyle!" There's a bright twinkle in Andrew's eyes as he takes his victory and continues tuning his guitar.
Kyle sits up and pouts, having been sure he would've succeeded this time. "I can't believe you're the opening act! You've come so far in three years." Some silence follows before Kyle says quietly "Mom and dad would be proud..." He sniffs, trying not to cry. "Come here you little rascal." Andrew puts an arm around Kyle and rubs his back, almost becoming overwhelmed by emotions himself. Their parents had died five years earlier, leaving the two boys with enough money to get by. Kyle had always encouraged Andrew to pursue music.
The two brothers sat and went off about random things right up to the point where Andrew was about to get up on stage and sing an original song. "Break a leg!" Kyle told him, heading back to the audience. Andrew nods and waves, taking a deep breath. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. His guitar is fully tuned, his voice is ready to go, all he needs to do is step on the stage.
eyclore
Kyle sits up and pouts, having been sure he would've succeeded this time. "I can't believe you're the opening act! You've come so far in three years." Some silence follows before Kyle says quietly "Mom and dad would be proud..." He sniffs, trying not to cry. "Come here you little rascal." Andrew puts an arm around Kyle and rubs his back, almost becoming overwhelmed by emotions himself. Their parents had died five years earlier, leaving the two boys with enough money to get by. Kyle had always encouraged Andrew to pursue music.
The two brothers sat and went off about random things right up to the point where Andrew was about to get up on stage and sing an original song. "Break a leg!" Kyle told him, heading back to the audience. Andrew nods and waves, taking a deep breath. He'd be lying if he said he wasn't nervous. His guitar is fully tuned, his voice is ready to go, all he needs to do is step on the stage.
eyclore