Starry Eyed
My gift exchange piece for @menxisan for the @sb69giftexchange!Ā I hope you enjoy some sweet girls~
This work has been cross posted at AO3
As her phone lights up and chimes for the fourth time that night, Candy Lapin canāt help a fond sigh escape her lips. Every day, for this entire week leading up to the Star Festival her best friend, Pig Macaron, has been sending her excited messages on how much sheās looking forward to the event. Itās no secret to how much she adores the galactic idol prince, Shuuzo. So when Judas had announced they would be the starring band for the festival, Pig Macaron had waited with baited breath in front of her phone screen, until the clock ticked over and tickets went live.
Candy Lapin, of course, would be dragged along with her. For emotional support.
Sometimes, Candy Lapin wishes her friend would put this much time and energy into their own band practice than she does with her Shuuzo obsession.
Fussing with her sweet styled head bow, Lapin smiles at herself in the full length mirror. Despite not being a Trichronika fan herself, she is looking forward to what else the festival has to offer. First and foremost; being able to wear an adorable yukata for the occasion. Entirely sweets themed, the look is complete with a cute handbag in the shape of a melting cupcake. It's hard to stop herself imagining all the delicious sweets and savoury foods she would soon be eating - the second best thing to any festival.
Eyes lighting up when her apartment doorbell rings, she quickly answers the door to a hypergenic Pig Macaron.
āOh Lapin, you look totes adorable!ā She squeals at once, launching herself onto Lapinās waist in an excited hug.
āSo do you,ā although it was but a quick glimpse, she had caught sight of a lot of pink ruffles. Candy Lapin doesnāt miss the bag bursting by her side with all kinds of merchandise with Shuuzoās face slapped onto it.
After her greetings are done, her friend immediately takes her hand and starts to drag her out the door. āAh, wait! I need to lock up the house.ā
āCome on, come onnn. I wanna get there early so I can buy all the limited merch!ā
Ignoring her protests, Lapin makes sure her house is in order before locking up. Seeing that sheās finally done, Pig Macaron makes another barely contained squeal as she leads the way to the taxi waiting outside for them.
With the promise of getting to see the rest of the festival later, Candy Lapin is a true friend that day as she first waits in line with Pig Macaron at the merchandise stall. Although waiting in line feels like a very tame term to the actual reality of the situation. Thankful of her height, Candy Lapin clings onto Pig Macaron as a sea of screeching girls and boys fight their way to the top of the line.
At least nobody is shoving and kicking. Yet.
Feeling mentally exhausted after the entire ordeal is over with, Candy Lapin hates to imagine how disheveled she must look. All those hours in front of her mirror, gone to waste in just a few minutes. Yet somehow, Pig Macaron looks immaculate. She supposes years of fighting off fangirls has hardened her somewhat.
āThank you so much, Lapin!ā Pig Macaron gushes. āI wouldnāt know what I would do without you sometimes.ā
āIām pretty sure you could have fought off that entire crowd single handedly, for reals.ā
Puffing up her chest a looking a little proud at that, she digs around in her bags for a moment. āI got you something, cus I want you to know youāre totes appreciated!ā she holds out what appears to be a necklace covered in stars and glittering rhinestones.
āOh I love it! Itās soooo cute!ā Lapin squeals. āItāll match my yukata.ā
āI know it must be so annoying lining up and like.. Putting up with me being such a spazz about all this bu-ā
āNow now, youāre my cute, dear friend, and I wouldnāt stop supporting your passions for anything. Donāt go thinking youāre annoying me or anything like that.ā
Pig Macaron beams up at her.
Arms linked, they start searching for a good place to view the concert from.
With much deliberation, and Candy Lapin getting a crash course in why just a few rows from the front is much better acoustic wise than the very first row, the excited rumble of the crowd pitches slightly as one by one, the stage lights snuff out.
Even with the strung up lanterns glowing brightly all around them, the makeshift stage darkens as much as itās able in the festivals ambiance. Candy Lapin canāt help a fond smile as she feels her band mate practically vibrate on the spot, eager to see her celebrity crush come out on stage. However, the flickering stage light glow a bright red, a colour hardly associated with Trichonika at all. The scream of an electric guitar starts up and three small figures emerge from the haze of the smoke machines.
āSurprise, peasants! Today you shall bear witness to our rapturous dark melody, a sound of which is only fit for those of nobel tastes. Be grateful Iāve descended upon you today, as my time is nothing but precious. My name is Ailane, and I rule over the darkness of this world!ā Ā
The young girl cackles in delight, a shocked murmur growing throughout the crowd. Yet, itās not an unwanted sound. Bud Virgin Logicās fame is second to none in Midi City. From their growing popularity of coming out as a band hardly a year ago, they have managed to dethrone most of the girl bands in the city; and their strength in fan numbers still grows more each day.
āDue to last minute commitments, Trichonika unfortunately canāt make the Star Festival tonight. However, we are pleased to announce that Bud Virgin Logic will be performing for you all tonight instead,ā the MC declairs on the megaphone.
A low cheer starts up, jeers and catcalls sounding out among the crowd.
āAilane-sama, you look so cute in that yukata!ā
āPlease, drag me to hell with you!ā
āAilane-sama, step on me!!ā
āBack off, you swine!ā Peipein snarls, jabbing her guitar at the desperately clawing crowd, but nothing is louder than the indignant screech coming from Candy Lapinās side, managing to deafen her bandmate as well as silence out half the crowd around them.
āWHAT! IS! THIS?!ā
Pig Macaron screams, face flushed red and stamping her trotters. She looks about ready to leap up onto the stage and bludgeon Ailane with her Shuuzo fansign. āWhere is Shuuzo-kun!?ā
āPig Macaron, please calm down!ā Candy Lapin pleads, grabbing hold of her friend, half out of fear her friend would make a violent move, half out of worry the crowd would turn on her.
āNo, I canāt calm down! Iāve spent so long looking forward to seeing my beloved Shuuzo-kun I wonāt let some nobody ruin it!ā Her loud voice manages to catch the attention of those around her, causing enough of a ripple to tip the band members off that something is wrong. Ailane carelessly glances their way- Pig Macaron immediately makes eye contact. āYeah, Iām talking to you! I didnāt come here for you, you midget !ā
A deathly silence follows her shrieks. Almost the entire crowd fears for the poor girlās life as an almost demonic aura crackles around Peipein upon hearing her Master being slurred so brazenly. As her mouth opens, one hand reaching into her yukata bow for something sharp and deadly- the sound of Ailaneās guitar sings out. She holds the note before pointing directly at Pig Macaron.
āYou. Piggy. After one song, Iāll have you begging me for more. You wonāt be able to get enough of my dark melody.ā
āHow.. how rude! ā
Candy Lapin finally managed to yank the girl back down into her seat.
āWe⦠we can always leave if youād like?ā she whispers. Some of the men around her are shooting them both dirty looks.
āNo way! Iām totes not letting that runt get the best of me. Iām gonna sit here, and make her know I hate every second of it. Thatāll teach her!ā
Candy Lapin fights the urge to put her face in both hands.
Now that the festival lights around the concert area have all snuffed out; only the demonic red glow of the spotlights on stage illuminate the girls silhouettes. As their claimed dark melody begins to start, Candy Lapin canāt help but sit a little more up right in her seat. Very rarely does she listen to anything with such a heavy beat- preferring much lighter and prettier melodies- but there is something almost hypnotic when hearing the of the roar of the guitar, and loud drum and cymbal crashes. Ā
Yet the melody can hardly compared to Ailaneās voice. A voice so powerful, Candy Lapin can hardly believe such a small body can produce such a sound. Itās utterly captivating. She leans over to tell Pig Macaron so, but notices her friend is entirely distracted by the singer before her; mouth half hanging open, eyes bright and wide.
A surprised smile crosses Candy Lapinās lips.
āSo⦠how was that?ā
A very sour pout is fixed firmly on Pig Macaronās face.
āAwful. I hated every second of it.ā
āIt was that good , huh?ā
Twisting her face in rage, Pig Macaron thrashes her arms by her side before throwing both of them up into the air with a disgruntled noise. āFine! She was sooooo, totally awesome! Iāve never heard anything like it before. It was so, like, passionate, you know? Iāve never thought about following rock music before⦠I wonder how many singles she has out now? I hope I can still buy them. And m-maybe... she was cute too.ā
āDid you hear that, Ailane-sama? You have a new fan.ā
Whipping around, Pig Macaronās face drops in horror when she sees the girl band standing behind them. A smug smile spreads across Ailaneās face. āI told you I would captivate you, Piggy.ā
āMy name is Pig Macaron!ā She shouts, face flushing in either rage of embarrassment, Candy Lapin canāt quite tell anymore. āAnd- and that was a lie! Your performance was, like, total garbage. It could never stand up to my beloved Shuuzo-kunās songs!ā
āHmpf. Say what you will, peasant, but I already heard your praises. Anyway, whoās this Shuuzo-kun you keep going on about; sounds like a nobody.ā
Candy Lapin is sure Pig Macaron is two seconds away from losing her mind.
Grounding her teeth, sheās unable to let Ailane out fox her- yet canāt think of a comeback to throw in her face.
āW..would you like to watch the fireworks?ā Candy Lapin offers nervously, not wanting another argument to break out. Although neither girl appears to have malicious intent towards the other- playful, teasing banter as if theyāre in the school yard feels more accurate.
āThat would be lovely,ā the myumondroid, Hundreko, smiles. āWe were just heading over there ourselves. Master, would you like to invite your new friend along?ā
āWhat new friend?ā
āThe one you keep calling... Piggy.ā
A double cry of āsheās not my friend!ā āIām not friends with her!ā rings out.


















