*two months later*

"No, no, just no." Matt groaned, "These are terrible ideas, guys! We need something for Ginny to sing to Harry."

"Don't You Want Me!" Joey screamed, sniggering.

"Joey, come on. We need to actually figure this out. You know the script, that song wouldn't be suitable." Matt shook his head, "Anyway, we need our own songs."

"But we've written so many songs already, why can't we just-"

"Actually." Darren raised a hand, "A.J. and I wrote, like, all of the songs."

A.J. appeared to be nodding in agreement when they looked, until Darren realised that A.J. was currently playing on his keyboard with his headphones in and wasn't paying attention to anything anyone said.

"Alright, Mr. Know-It-All, why don't you come up with something?" Joey placed his hands on his hips, raising an eyebrow up at Darren.

"As a matter-of-fact, I do have an idea." Darren grinned, standing up off the floor where he'd previously collapsed, "You all remember the song I sang. That song that proved I was better than all of you put together."

"Ah yes, the time when you weren't a self-obsessed little child." Nick sighed in memory, wiping away a fake tear.

"Shut up." Darren laughed, "Anyway, you all remember it, right?"

"Of course I do. I was the one that found it." Brian grinned proudly, beginning to sing; "Baby you're not alone! 'Cause you're here with m-"

"No." Lauren held a hand up to his face, "Don't sing. But I actually agree, I think that'd be a perfect song."

"Okay, that'll do. So, we've finally got our last song down." Matt sighed in relief, "Now we have to learn our lines."

One massive groan was sure to be heard in the kitchen downstairs when everyone, besides Matt, let out a simultaneous, prolonged moan of annoyance, complaining about not having enough time.

"Shut up! We perform in a month."

"A month!" Darren yelled, "How are we supposed to learn all the lines in 2 weeks? I'm in, like, every scene!"

"Experience." Matt winked, "For when you somehow manage to find a show that'll let you to sing."

"Yeah, and perhaps they'll let you play a gay character!" Joey piped up, everyone laughing as Darren blushed deeply.

"Shut up, that was just a phase, oka-"

"Sure it was, Dare. We believe you." Lauren replied, dragging out the vowel in the word 'sure', everyone laughing again when Darren simply buried his face in his hands.

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"Man, I'm glad I'm back!" Darren exclaimed tiredly, dropping his shoulders, the script falling down beside his feet.

He turned to catch the eye of a breathless Joey Richter, smirking as he watched his friend collapse on the floor and immediately start to complain to Matt about how hard the choreography was.

"Guys, it really isn't that har-"

"You're not the one who has to learn it." Lauren said monotonously, massaging her forehead.

"Puh-lease!" Matt rolled his eyes, "I could do this in my sleep."

"Okay! Take my place then. Prove it." Darren leapt up at the chance of getting a break.

"You should be practising, not me." Matt shook his head, sighing deeply when everyone complained, "Fine, but I'm only doing it once. Watch and learn; the master is about to show you how it's done."

Everyone cheering, Matt swapped places with Darren who gestured for the band to start. They were currently performing without singing, everyone struggling to get the choreography right before anything else.

Matt had managed to wobble his way through the majority of the performance, until the last bridge came. Everyone was due to jump up and down with their hands over their chests, making sure not to hit the bench behind them.

However, Matt, the man who could 'do this in his sleep' fell face first into the floor, screaming as he went down.

Over the chorus of laughter, Joey yelled, "That was a very manly scream, Matt."

"I see what you mean! You really can do this in your sleep!" Lauren grinned.

The laughter gradually grew more and more quiet until the room was silent again and Matt still hadn't moved. Darren frowned in worry and dropped to his knees beside Matt, rolling the man over and finding him unconscious.

Darren's head whipped around to shoot questioning gazes to each of his friends, his stares only being met with equally worried ones.

I keep forgetting to post this on Saturday

Anyway

Happy Easter :))