The Perfect Song


Author: Sam

Story: What’s in A... Song?: 8 of ?

Series: none

Note: I don't claim the dates that the kids are in the Realm mesh with the release dates of these songs. This is meant merely for amusement, so please ignore timelines and continuity problems. Thank you.

Song Note: It's Hard to be Humble by mac Davis.

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Unfortunately, she did.

Diana snickered then burst into laughter at hearing the introduction notes. She held her stomach, laughing so hard it ached. “P… per… per… fect…” Tears started streaming down her face.

Eric shot a glare at Diana, then gave another to Uni for good measure. “Ha ha, choose something else.”

“No fair!” protests rose from the gang.

Hank shook his head emphatically. “No, Eric,” he grinned widely, “You let Uni choose it, and you’ve got to sing it. Come one… it’s not that bad.” He was laughing, though.

The dark look the Ranger received was nothing to deter the blonde’s decision.

Finally, Eric gave in. “Fine.” He handed off Uni to Bobby, who looked confused, not familiar with the song. He was laughing because of Eric’s reaction, but still didn’t know why Eric didn’t like Uni’s choice. He’d find out soon enough, as Eric moved to the center of the floor and started to sing.

Oh, Lord, it's hard to be humble when you're perfect in every way. I can't wait to look in the mirror, ‘cause I get better lookin' each day. To know me is to love me; I must be a hell of a man. Oh, Lord, it's hard to be humble, but I'm doin' the best that I can!

The Dwarves hooted with laughter, slapping knees and generally falling all over the place, clog dancing forgotten in their amusement.

Eric looked murderous.

I used to have a girlfriend, but I guess she just couldn't compete with all of these love-starved women who keep clamoring at my feet. Well I could probably find me another, but I guess they're all in awe of me. Who cares? I never get lonesome, ‘cause I treasure my own company.

Diana was crying genuine tears of mirth by then, panting to catch her breath, hand clasped over the stitch in her side. The others were barely better, Bobby and Uni in each other’s embrace they couldn’t hold themselves up.

Eric gestured to Hank and Sheila, who at least kept a semblance of amused calm, while Presto howled and rolled on the floor. “Chorus!” It was a demand, an the two willing obliged. It wasn’t often they got away with making a fool voluntarily out of Eric, usually he reserved that right all for himself.

Oh, Lord, it's hard to be humble when you're perfect in every way. I can't wait to look in the mirror, ‘cause I get better lookin' each day. To know me is to love me; I must be a hell of a man. Oh, Lord, it's hard to be humble, but I'm doin' the best that I can!

Feeling a bit better at the willing participation of two friends, the Cavalier went into the next verse with a bit of a smile on his face. Heck, it was only a stupid song, right? One of the others were sure to get tagged with something equally horrible on another turn.

I guess you could say I'm a loner: a cowboy outlaw, tough and proud. Well, I could have lotsa friends if I wanted, but then I wouldn't stand out from the crowd. Some folks say that I'm "egotistical"; Hell, I don't even know what that means! I guess it has something to do with the way that I fill out my skin-tight blue jeans.

Bobby hooted once more, but the others willing started singing with their friend. Even the Dwarves seemed to have picked up on the proper lyrics and made a bad attempt at joining. Eric didn’t have to finish this alone, at least.

Oh, Lord, it's hard to be humble when you're perfect in every way. I can't wait to look in the mirror, ‘cause I get better lookin' each day. To know me is to love me; I must be a hell of a man. Oh, Lord, it's hard to be humble, but I'm doin' the best that I can!

The crowd fell silent as Eric sang the last line.

‘Cause I’m doing the best that I can!

Crossing his arms, looking down his aquiline nose at the others, he was unaware that he looked as stuck up as his song had suggested. “Okay, bozos, who’s next? I get to pick the song this time.”

Presto nodded and gestured to Hank. “He’s… got… the… most… breath…” he panted and Diana giggled beside him. Eric nodded once as Hank groaned and headed right back to the Magic Jukebox, looking for a bomb of a song for the Ranger to perform.


To Be Continued in Chapter Nine: --- when written




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