Music of the Night

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Arthur was planning to play his instrument as a reward after finishing his homework. But this homework was harder than seeing anything besides darkness in his opinion.

It was his mythology homework for history class.

Basically all of the animals have to present their homework in front of the whole class about a story of their family history. An example would be a wolf telling a story about a great Canidae that used to be in chains and once broken, chaos would unleashed. Or a cat telling story about their ancestors after dinosaurs that used to rule a promised land, however different the story varied for each one.

His mind was blank and was distracted by the songs he played every evening.

The bat was aware that most of the students have heard him playing but don't know that it was him. The blind Chiroptera that they were crept out about. He shrugged it off and decided to play something until an idea pops into his little head.

Suddenly, there was a knock on his door.

Arthur almost jumped to the ceiling since he wasn't expecting any visitors. It was frustrating sometimes when you don't have sights since he can't really see through the peephole. He placed an empty glass to the door before cocking his head to listen.

The Chiroptera's room was soundproof on the inside unless the windows and doors are opened since most bats are sensitive to the sounds around them. Some animals believed that the bats use any room as their echo chamber.

"Arthur? Are you around today? It's me, Aoba."

Ah, the bald eagle. Arthur was expecting it to be a prank so he clicked just to confirm. He could vaguely picture a figure in his head but what was prominent was the sharp, predatory beak. The Honduran white bat unlocked his door, welcoming with a warm smile.

"Hello Aoba. What brings you here?"

The eagle looked behind Arthur, seeing that his room was so spacious and cool in terms of temperature. Lucky him all by himself in the dorm! Arthur was still waiting for him to answer, unless it was a door prank.

"Sorry Arthur, I just spaced out," he apologised. "I was just wondering if you don't mind me hanging out with you?"

Now Arthur was getting suspicious. "May I ask why? I'm really sorry if it sounds rude but I had a long day and all."

Aoba's grasped the two fingers of Arthur's hand-wing. "Well, I just want to know you better. We may sit together side by side in class and help each other out with our classwork but I don't think we ever hung out together."

Arthur's ears drooped a bit. "Of course. Please come in and again, sorry if I sound rude."

Aoba laughed. "Not at all, Arthur."

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Aoba was impressed at the things in Arthur's dorm. He had a few musical instruments at different places. So that's where the beautiful sounds were coming from! He knew there was something special about the bat.

Lately at the drama club, most of the actors including the eagle himself had seen their president Louis pacing back and forth about the plays they have been putting on. Other than Adler, some of the other shows inputted by the others weren't so successful.

That had stressed out most of the actors while Legosi and the production crew team had their works doubled.

He remembered one evening, he heard a beautiful composed song outside of the balcony. He never knew that the music maestro was the aloof Honduran white bat. Arthur doesn't seem to mind his presence. In fact, the both of them were watching television.