theroleplaybin | This is my fight song, take back my life song

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This is my fight song, take back my life song

Scrooge stood near the window that looked out onto the city, high enough in the Manor that he could see better past the sprawling grounds of his home. Sunrise would be soon; somewhere out there, men had been carted off to jail from a warehouse complex. In his home various innocent parties slept- or tried to sleep -but no matter how much he himself had tried to settle down, he couldn't do it.

So he stood and watched, ostensibly to see the dawn break, but really he was just too anxious to rest.

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With another nod, he finished his second cup of coffee. "I'm sure no one will complain to a quiet day to rest."

"No, I doubt they will. Too few o' those in this househhold it seems, you'd better cherish it."

"You're one to talk."

A bit of a cough in his throat. "Well, then I'm one to know, aren't I." A playful poke at Bridge, then he offered him a smile. "Anyway, you'll know where to find me if you need me later today. Barrin' some implementation of my ideas, I plan to stick around here too."

With a chuckle, he nodded. Despite everything, the mansion always felt safer with Scrooge around. "Right."

"I suppose I'd better be off to my day, then." Still he hesitated, and looked up. "Do come find me if you, or any of the others, need anything, alright?"

It was a bit more than the blanket assurance he'd said just a moment ago. Though he knew there'd be no question of it, he wanted Bridge to know he was there for him, for Rapunzel, for anyone involved in this whole mess. He'd promised her that she had him now, and he meant it.

With a small smile, he gave another nod. "I know, Uncle Scrooge. I appreciate it, and I know the others do too."

He nodded at that, satisfied, and gave him a smile. "Alright. I'll see you around, then."

With another dip of his head he headed out; though he was still somewhat troubled as he had been before, at least all the thoughts were lined up better now. This would let him handle them one at a time, and finally get something done about this.

"See you later."

Once Scrooge had left, Bridge rinsed his coffee mug and left it in the sink before heading back up to his room where the others were.

Bridge is going to find mostly the same configuration as when he left. Daniel and Rapunzel are in bed together, though Daniel was a bit more contorted than she was. He was also snoring loudly, like a Great Dane sprawled out on an extra large pillow might. Rapunzel might've been snoring a bit herself, but honestly it was hard to tell.

Of course, they weren't the only ones there. Gobo, who'd wanted to be closer to Rapunzel when they first all got comfortable, was regretting that decision a bit now. Like a cat in someone's bed he'd been sleeping up between the two of them, though at the moment Bridge will only know he's there by the large blanket lump curled up on itself. Once he comes into the room though, Gobo will peek out toward him, looking completely helpless.

He stood in the doorway blinking a moment, glancing between the slight bit he could see of Gobo, then at Daniel, then back to Gobo.

With a slight chuckle and a shake of his head, he walked over to the bed and held out his hand.

"C'mon...let's find somewhere quieter."

He took Bridge's hand and used it to pull himself out, taking care not to disturb either of the other two, even if Daniel sounded like he could pull the walls down.

"Yeah. Somewhere quieter would be nice, thanks."

Letting Gobo ride on his shoulder, Bridge headed back out of the room and closed the door behind him.

"I always tell Daniel he snores, but he never believes me."

He breathed out a bit of tension he didn't know he was holding, then laughed lightly.

"I'll definitely back you up on that one. Sounded worse than a whole team's worth of Doozer construction going on."

He snickered. "Right? That's why I always have to fall asleep before him, otherwise I never get any sleep."

"I think technically I fell asleep before he did." He chuckled faintly himself. "It just didn't stay that way.

"I noticed when you left too," he added, glancing aside at him. "Though you didn't wake me up, don't worry! I was just kinda, in and out of a doze at the time."

"Ah. Yeah, I couldn't really sleep, and I didn't wanna bother anyone tossing and turning, so I figured I might as well get up."

"I might do the same, in all honesty." Up on Bridge's shoulder, he leaned against him slightly, his tail trailing around to the other side, feeling a bit too- tired? out of it? dispirited? -to really keep it up behind him.

"For a while, at least."

Glancing at Gobo, he smiled.

"We can hang out in my music room for a while, if you want. It's sound proof too, so if we end up playing a bit of music, it won't bother anyone else."

He glanced at him, then smiled and nodded.

"Sure! That'd be great. I've been curious about that room ever since you first told me about it, anyway."

With a nod, he headed back down the stairs and into the aforementioned room, filled with musical instruments and equipment.

"Feel free to look around."

He hopped down from Bridge and would take him up on that offer almost instantly, looking around with a good bit of wonder.

"What an amazing collection! And you really know how to play all of these?"

Not something he asked in disbelief, mind; just a confirmation, in that same amazement as on his face.

He grinned. "Yup. My dad used to own a music store, so I was able to learn a good number of them. Everything else I taught myself."

"Wow." He carefully touched one instrument, studying it with an appreciative eye. Then he snickered and glanced back.

"Are you sure you're not part Fraggle?"

He snorted.

"I dunno. Can Fraggles even get with people?"

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