Like a-ringin' a bell, it ain't.

[a1enzo]

The Matrix home is filled with a tuneless jangling.

Enzo has been picking up how the chords should go fairly easily, but actually training his hands to play them is something else. There's music hiding in there somewhere, but... well, his aim's a bit off.

But still. He is entertaining his guests. Right?

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[ami_imperfect]

Well, perhaps..."entertaining" isn't quite the correct word.

Dani's trying her best to look like she's enjoying the impromptu concert, really she is. It's not like she's using the magazine she's reading to hide her face every time she winces at a missed chord.

[a1enzo]

"There's a fee-ling I get when I loo-tab it-look to the 'Net..." His voice is better than his playing; he could do with some practice there too, but he carries the tune fine. "...and my source code com-pi-les to sor-row..."

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"I'll give you fifty bucks to stab me in the ears," Danny hissed to Dani, being considerably less mature about it, sinking down where he was sitting on the couch reading his own magazine and frowning at the pages.

[ami_imperfect]

Dani pretends to consider this before replying quietly, "You gonna give me the money before I stab you, or do I just get to go through your wallet when you're not looking?"

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"Well," Danny reflected. "It'd be a lot easier for you to be sneaky around me if I can't hear you..."

[ami_imperfect]

"Yeah...but then being deaf would totally screw up the whole 'ghost fighting' gig," Dani answers. Besides, what's she supposed to use to stab him with?

[renegade-enzo.livejournal.com]

Coming from downstairs, they could probably hear a couple of voices (...if they could hear over Enzo's..."music").

"Agh, frag it, what is that? It sounds like someone's strangling a null."

[ami_imperfect]

And Dani's magazine is now being used to hide her face as she tries not to laugh.

[notascreensaver]

Downstairs, there's a smacking noise. "Matrix! Be nice. I don't remember you being much better."

[a1enzo]

Enzo looks affronted, but he stops playing and hollers, "Up here, guys!"

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

Danny was muffling his face in a couch cushion, shoulders shaking a little.

[notascreensaver]

"We'll be up in a nano!" Hushed whispering can still be heard downstairs. "Remember, be nice."

[renegade-enzo.livejournal.com]

"I am being nice," Matrix says indignantly. "I'm giving constructive criticism!"

Well...perhaps not constructive...but it is criticism.

A few moments later, the pair make their way upstairs, standing in the doorway to Enzo's bedroom.

"Uh...hey, little buddy. Real, real nice playin' ya got goin' on there."

...No, he doesn't really think he sounds that convincing either.

[a1enzo]

"I could hear you, y'know." Hmph. "I'm just learning."

[notascreensaver]

The bad guitar music doesn't bother the Game sprite as much this time around. Although she can relate to the two visitors, recalling muffling her own snickering all those years ago.

"And with Bob helping you, you'll get much better, and I'm sure if you ask, Matrix will help you out as well."

She turns to give her lover a pointed look before turning her attention back to Enzo.

"Just keep practicing."

[renegade-enzo.livejournal.com]

Matrix sighs and rolls his eyes at AndrAIa's comment.

"Yeah, yeah. Just keep at it. You'll get it eventually."

[notascreensaver]

AndrAIa gives a small nod to Matrix before turning to smile at the two unfamiliar sprites in the room.

"You must be the two Dannys we've heard about."

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"Yep, you guys get two for the price of one. I'm Danny. And this is Dani," he said, smirking.

"Him, I know," he said gesturing towards Matrix, and looking less than pleased that he was there. He still remembered the shooting his parents thing. "You're new. AndrAIa, right? Little Enzo's told us about you, and I saw you from a distance during the Daemon thing before we booked."

Danny leaned over and held out a hand.

[notascreensaver]

She smiles at Danny and leans down slightly to shake his proffered hand.

"That'd be me. Nice to meet you Danny, although I don't recall seeing you while that whole thing was going down."

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

Whoa. Cleavage overload!

Come on, teenage boy brain, fooocuus.

...On her face, to clarify.

"Uh, well, I didn't exactly look like this."

Fwash.

"A little closer to this. I was up on the roof with the big, scary red guy...?"

[notascreensaver]

"Oh!"

The actual process of Danny changing is enough to startle the Game sprite into straighting quite quickly. However, once he's changed, recognition clicks in her mind.

"Oh right! I remember you now!"

[ami_imperfect]

Dani looks over at Matrix. "I remember you," she tells the renegade. "You were the one who threw me and Enzo out of the bar when Danny's parents showed up there."

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"And he shot them. My parents, that is. Let's not forget that part," Danny said sullenly, crossing his arms and fwashing back to normal.

[renegade-enzo.livejournal.com]

Matrix gives Danny a Look.

"Let's also not forget about the part where your parents were shooting at everyone else. And I thought your mom pulled a knife on my sister!"

A pause.

"Besides, they were stun rounds. How many times do I have to say it?"

[goinghost.livejournal.com]

"With ecto foam! Mostly. At worst people would've had to use bleach the next time they washed their clothes, and I'd managed to talk my mom down, so you didn't have to shoot her at all."

Stun rounds or no, he still held a grudge.

Mainly because he didn't like getting scared and he worried about his parents croaking on him. It all pretty much stemmed from that whole evil, alternate future self trying to blow them up business. It was a thing.