Submission (#1539) Approved

Faust looked over at Robbie, he heard the crazy sounds of the bells in the distance. They were staying over at Fausts for the night, to unwrap presents, eat cake, and sleep. Like all reptiles do. Totally. Faust fiddled his hands awkwardly, listening to the awful holiday movie they’d set up on the tv. He glanced over at Robbie a few times, watching for his reaction to the movies. Robbie was just laying on the couch, claws kicked up on the coffee table staring at the tv screen. The croc in his visor was still as it watched. Faust paused the movie as the time came. He flicked on the small radio he had in close proximity to his leather couch.

Awful carols came on, straight from the festival. Faust cleared his non-existent throat as he stood and prepared to chime into the song. Robbie seemed confused as he looked over at Faust quickly standing. “What on Terrah are you doing right now?” He leaned over, setting his legs back down on the carpeted floor. “OH- you’re gonna love this, heh, I’ve been practicing for a bit!” Faust explained a bit, waiting for the perfect part of the song to come on.

“That doesn’t sound good-” And there came Faust's awful, not elegant singer voice. He tried to match the timing of the song as the loud bells tolled over the small radio. Robbie sat in awe, unsure of if he should be horrified or amazed. His voice just. Kept on going. Robbie sat completely frozen, even the small croc in his visor was confused.

The small reptile in Faust’s visor ALSO sang along with the strange carols but it just sounded like a little roaring in the background. Faust took a second to pause as the song closed in on its end. He seemed like he was quite proud of himself for it too. “That was… Quite the serenade.” Robbie stated quite unsure of what just happened. Faust nodded bouncing a little bit, he was SO proud of himself for not freezing up in front of Robbie.
Robbie just nodded and opened up the stream of the festival, the bells chimed through the speakers of the tv. “Let’s just finish watching the festival, yeah?” Faust seemed to like this idea enough and nodded, plopping back on the couch excitedly watching the festival from the warmth of the leather couch. What a great day.