Tally Musical, Miracle Hall: Part II

by appreciated_skeleton

Summary:

Multiple Tally Hall and Miracle Musical/Hawaii: Part II one-shots
SONG CHARACTERS ONLY NOW
I know I have that Dream I turned into a oneshot but that's IT/srs

Notes:

DISCLAIMER!Probably a bunch if badly written ECT. I've never had to go through this process before and I apologize if I get this wrong. My attempt comes from what I have read and my little research.

I wanted to make these my own separate things like the Juno/Time fics but figured it would be neat if this started my Tally Hall/Miracle Musical one-shots book. Might post this as a separate thing too though.

Chapter 1: (Inside) The Mind Of Simon

"Simon Minor."

My head jerks up at my name being called, anxieties picking up. I look to the side of me. She's not there. She's probably just in the bathroom, right.

I nervously and walk up to the doctor with caution.

It's the same process every time

I take off everything thing that could harm me and they put me in restraints. I struggle to get out.

"LET ME SEE HER! LET HER IN!" I shout. They started the process without letting her in. As I scream and shout the doctors place a mask on me and-

 

"Simon!"

I turn.

"Stella!"

I run up to her and hug her tight, kissing her all over, giggling.

All my visions in front of me flash.

I grip my head tight, wanting to rip out my hair in pain, shutting my eyes avoiding the eye bleeding, painful light.

 

Then. There she is.

Stella. Knife in her chest, bleeding out.

I step back slowly onto the crunching leaves as my girlfriend's blood drips out, closer and closer to me.

She turns over with little energy, reaching a hand out to me.

"Why.. why didn't you save me.."

I cover my ears.

"No.. no no no... you- you're not dead! No!" I shout, shutting my eyes, the pain returning and the sharp flashing lights making me fall to my knees

 

I look around.

I'm in a room.

A white room, surrounded by bright white lights, my mask being removed.

 

"Where.. where is she?" I ask.

The doctor looks at me.

"She... she's dead."

"No... not she's not!"

I start shouting again, trying to get out of my restraints again.

The doctor walks out of the room and from the door I can hear them-

"We might have to go again."

Chapter 2: Dreams

Summary:

A group of friends try robbing a house in the woods owned by a particular band. Then one of them ran across a... particular face

Notes:

I turned my dream from last night into a fanfic cause that's how my stupid ADHD brain processes things ^^
Also, all my friend's names are fake names NOT THEIR LEGAL NAMES <3

Well, it isn't often that we get to go this far down the ravine, all of us, considering how much of cowards all my other friends are. As we continue down the dried-up water we approach an open forest-like area. "Hey. Hey guys." I giggle. "I swear, Alex if you-"

"HE WAS IN THE FOREST LOOKING TO SEE THE TREES BUT NONE WHERE THERE!" I sing. All my friends groan. "Is that like the only part of that song you know?" My friend, Luna rolls her eyes. "No, there's the "All, for nothing at all" bit." I respond, walking ahead of the group. "Hey, what's that over there?" Earl asks, pointing to a fancy house. "Score! Another house to break into." I smile. "No, that one looks finished." My girlfriend, Ash says, trying to get out of the situation. "What's such a nice house like that doing out here anyways?" Earl questions. "I dunno, but I wanna check it out!" I smile, dashing over to the house. "Wait up!" Willow shouts, running up to me, my other friends shrugging and following along. 

I get closer to the house and try the door. "Unlocked!"

"Really!?"

"Yup!" I open the door to show the house. It's hard to describe the place. There was a straight view of an indoor greenhouse, the rest of the inside was almost made completely of stone.

"Looks like something I'd make in Sims 4." I say with little enthusiasm.

We all walk inside and stand by the greenhouse.

"Why don't we split up in groups and meet back here in 15?" I suggest. Everyone nods

"Alright. Earl and Luna will go together and Willow and Ash will go together. I'll go by myself, 'cause I'm not a coward." I explain. The others sigh at the last part but they agree on the plan. In reality, I was anxious as fuck. 

---

Earl and Luna approach the kitchen. "You think they have any ice?" Luna asks. "I don't think we should look around at these or this person's things." Earl protests. "Fine, but I just found an unopened pack of cookies that expires next year. Earl hesitates before joining Luna in digging around the kitchen.

---

Willow and Ash find themselves in what seems to be a practice room holding guitars, a keyboard, a drum, and plenty of microphones. The two look at each other sharing sparks in their eyes. "So, we're making music?" Willow asks. Ash nods excitedly, picking up a microphone, and Willow grabs drumsticks.

---

"That was fun!" Andrew smiled. "Yeah, Joe really missed out." Zubin laughs. Andrew, Rob, Ross, and Zubin stand in front of the house, joking around and opening the door. Rob and Zubin talk to each other as they walk into the kitchen to see Luna and Earl, eating ice and cookies. "Who are you kids?" Rob asks. The two stare at the men in silence. "We- we uh..."

 

Meanwhile, Andrew and Ross get ready to practice. They stare at Willow and Ash, trying their instruments. Ash's anxiety picks up. "I knew this was a bad idea..."

"It's okay, we're not- where-" "Deep breaths Andy, we'll figure this out soon." Ross tries to calm down Andrew as he goes through every way of solving this problem. Willow and Ash try sneaking away as Ross is distracted with Andrew and Andrew is distracted with himself.

 

"We're just going to go, things will be fine! The 15 minutes are going to be done anyways, so we're all just going to meet up and leave." Earl tries to explain. "There's more of you guys?" Zubin asks. "Yeah! Now come on, Luna."

Earl grabs onto Luna as she crunches on an ice cube, over to the greenhouse center area. Zubin gives Rob a look to which Rob instantly nods, and follows them.

Earl, Luna, Ash, and Willow meet. "Where's Alex?"

---

I have one last room to look at. I open the door, anxiety high. The door creaks and my face turns red. "Who are you?" The man asks. "I- My- Juno. Call me Juno."

The man laughs. "Alright, Juno. What are you doing here? My name's Joe, by the way."

"I- I and my friends found this place while we were looking through the forest. We didn't know anyone lived here and I am incredibly sorry, Mr. Hawley." I apologize, my heart rate is practically through the roof. "Ah, so you know me," He smiles, "Well, you can just call me Joe."

"Right..." I respond awkwardly. I check the time. 15 minutes already? But I... I had so much I wanted to say to him. I guess there's only one thing I could say before we have to part.

"I... I love you." I awkwardly shout.

Joe's expression turns sad. "... Why?" He asks with regret and sorrow. Oh. Right...

Notes:

AND THAT'S WHERE I WOKE UP :SOBS: I'm gonna try to finish the dream tonight, but if I don't I'll probably try to continue it.
Why is my brain like this? I didn't ask for a self-aware apologetic Joe!!!! (Although, we really need one)

Chapter 3: Heart, two Hearts (Dreams: Part II)

Summary:

Someone tries to have a heart-to-heart and valuable lesson moment with a certain man

Notes:

I didn't finish the dream and I'm pissed. I DREAMT ABOUT GOING TO A LITTLE CEASERS THEN A HOSPITAL INSTEAD

"Well... other than- that... I think you're a funny,  cool, creative guy." I say, trying to smile. "I guess. But I ruined all that didn't I?"

"I- well... at least I still respect what you did. Unlike... some people." I glare out of the room and roll my eyes. "Why can't you just... address this? Get help? Apologize?" I list ideas. Joe sits in silence for a moment. "Well. I... I'm ashamed. I'd rather just drop off the face of the Earth."

He curls up into a ball and buries his face in his legs.

"Y'know... something... similar happened to me once. I wrote a really bad thing and my friends found it. I apologized and tried to reflect and change and that's what I did. Albeit, when I came back to them, they didn't want me back but hey, they don't deserve me if I tried to put in the effort and show them I really am not a bad person, and the same would go for you, right?"

"... are you okay?" Joe asks. "No, not really," I laugh, trying to lighten the mood, "I... I don't know anymore. I guess we both need a bit of help." I giggle. "Yeah, I guess." 

I hear my friends call out my name. "I gotta go. Bye." I smile and turn, heading out of the room. I go downstairs and see the other members of the band and silently squeal. "We are so sorry we thought this place was abandoned, it's all my fault, sorry." I say quickly. "You're... you're good... I- I guess." Rob smiles awkwardly. "Alright, bye!" I grin, walking out of the house, my friends following behind me. "So, we don't do that again, right?" Earl asks. "No, not at all." I say. "What were you doing up there for so long anyways?" Ash asks. "I met Joe Hawley. We had an... important conversation."

Notes:

yeah i rushed this I'm really trying to stay conistent

Chapter 4: Simon x Marvin

Summary:

Idk I had an idea and discord made me go though with jt

Notes:

CONTENT WARNING: UHHHH, THERE IS AN AGE GAP, BUT IT IS NOT ILLEGAL. IT IS A 24 YEAR OLD AND A 40 YEAR OLD, THE IDEA (JUDGE X DEFENDANT) COULD ALSO BE CONSIDERED IMMORAL AS WELL SO IF THATS UNCOMFORTABLE TO YOU I'D ADVISE YOU NOT READ, THANKS

Simon's breath and hands were warm and shaky. He was breathing heavily, anxious for how the next trial would go, if he even was going to have another trial because he was already found guilty. He, his lawyer, and the judge, Marvin, were the only ones left in the court room. It was silent for minutes. It felt like forever before Marvin spoke up with a sigh.

"May I... speak privately with the defendant?" He asked. Simon's lawyer sighed, packing up his things. Simon watched carefully as his lawyer exited the room, anxious as all hell. Marvin stepped down, standing beside Simon. 

 

"I know you miss her, Stella, and this may put me out of my job, but I..."

Marvin picked up Simon's chin, pulling him into a kiss. Simon's face instantly went red, leaning into the kiss.

"Mm– Stella–" Simon moaned, pulling away the moment he heard what he'd said. "I– I.. I'm sorry, your Honor!" Simon apologized. Marvin held Simon's cheek gently. "It's okay, Simon.. and please, just call me Marvin."

Simon nodded.

"If you don't want this to go further, then I understand."

 

Simon didn't care. In the moment, he just wanted forget about Stella and fuck the objectively hot judge before him he barely—no, didn't even—know. He pulled Marvin back into the kiss, Marvin quickly taking the lead once again, jabbing his tounge into Simon's mouth causing him to let out a low moan.

After a moment, Marvin slowly pushed Simon down.

"Really..? H– here, on the floor?" He stuttered. Marvin nodded. "Of course, if you're okay."

 

Simon nodded in approval and consent. Marvin began slowly undoing the buttons on his vest, then his shirt. Marvin sweetly rubbed his hands along Simon's warm, slender body, making Simon shake. Marvin kissed Simon again, unbuttoning his pants as he did so. Simon's breath was shallow, and heavy, filled with anticipation as Marvin began trailing kisses down Simon's stomach and stopped by his waist, taking his cock into his hands. Simon let out plenty of small, quiet moans as Marvin licked up his cock, but the real kicker was when he put it in his mouth. Simon covered his mouth and moaned into his hands as Marvin began sucking faster and faster. The more of him Marvin took into his mouth, the more needy Simon could feel himself get. Before he could even comprehend what he was doing, he'd came. Marvin swallowed all of it, failing to clean off anything that spilled out of his mouth. He pulled away, wiping the fluids off his face.

 

"Aren't you going to c– clean me up?" Simon asked, stuttering. "When we're done, Simon." 

 

That made Simon's face go red. There was a definitive more. Marvin stood up and lifted gown, pulling down his pants. He spread Simon's legs, inserting his tip. "Y– your Honor!" Simon moaned as Marvin went deeper. "Please, just call me Marvin..." He muttered, holding Simon's waist as he began thrusting in and out. The court room quickly filled with moans and meat slapping together. "Oh.. oh, Simon.." Marvin moaned, picking up speed.

"Ah... Simon! I– I– ahh, Simon!" He moaned again, and with the last thrust he released his fluids into the younger man. Simon whimpered and shook, reaching up and around the older man's neck with his arms. Marvin pulled out.

"Can I..?"

"Go ahead."

Marvin stood up and Simon got on his knees. Marvin adjusted his gown, Simon getting under him and licking him clean. "Thanks, Simon. Do you still want me to clean you?" Marvin asked. Simon got up and buttoning his vest already. "No thanks. I've got it." Simon smiled softly, pulling a napkin out of his vest pocket. Once he finished he crumpled up the napkin and pulled his pants back up. He looked to Marvin, who was already redressed.

"Good luck on your next trial. I might not be there." Marvin said with a tinge of heartbreak. Simon hugged him. "Uhm, thanks Marvin." He said, pulling away. He walked out the room, tossing his napkin on the way out.

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 1 of Absolutely Funky Multi-Fandom One-Shots