#luxavier

Luka: the what?

XY: The xylophone. Do you not know what a xylophone is? It’s this instrument that has-

Luka: I know what a xylophone is, XAVIER. But there aren’t any xylophones in this room.

XY: there’s one literally right next to you, just slide it over to me. It’s not that hard.

Luka: do you- do you mean this marimba?

XY: yea, the xylophone

Luka: those aren’t the same thing

XY: oh yeah, prove it

Luka: Wh- what do you mean, prove it? They’re different instruments. Just use google or a dictionary or basic knowlege of-

XY: sorry I can’t hear you, I’n too busy playing the Xylophone

Luka: No, you’re not, that’s not a-

XY: You’re always like “music is about feelings” and “you gotta listen to your heart” and whatever. Well, I’m listening to my heart, and it’s telling me that this. Is. A. Xylophone.

Luka: that’s not how it works! Octavia, tell him that’s not how it works

XY: Octavia is literally a guitar. She cannot talk because she’s not alive.

Luka: You take that back right now!

XY: ok. I’m sorry Octavia, that was very uncool of me. But Luka, I’m not apologizing to you. And for the record, Octavia is definitely on my side

Luka: No she’s NOT

XY: oh? What’s that? Oh, really Octavia? You think I’m the best Xylophone player you’ve ever heard? You’re such a flatterer

Luka: you know what? I’m leaving. If you and Octavia are SO CLOSE now, you can watch over her

XY: oh I will. Me and X.Y.Lo are going to have a blast and Octavia will have to see that we are the coolest music duo of all time

Luka: fine!

...

*30 seconds later*

Luka: Ok give me my guitar back. I miss her and I’m sorry

XY: yea of course, here you go

Luka: I’m sorry Octavia Melody Couffaine, I’ll never insult you again, please don’t be mad at me, I’ll write a song for you

XY: you can play it on this xylophone!

Luka: for the last time, that’s not a- wait, that’s not even...

Luka: *deep breath*

Luka: I thought you were talking about the marimba, which is bad enough, but that is literally a saxophone

XY: no, it’s a xylophone. The music of the universe told me-

Luka: shut up right now or I’m kicking you out of my house

XY: no you won’t, it’ll make Octavia sad.

Luka: you’re right.

XY: as always

Luka: we’ll just agree to disagree on this

XY: oh I’m not agreeing to anything. You’re going to call X.Y.Lo a xylophone, because she is one, or she’s going to start crying and it will be your fault

Luka: fine, that’s fair

Luka: welcome to the family X.Y.Lo Couffaine

XY: wait why is she a Couffaine and not a Roth

Luka: when you learn how to actually parent your instruments instead of just forcing them to be a part of your nonsense, you can claim credit as their rightful family

XY: fine

XY:...

XY: hey Luka

Luka: what?

XY: do you dare me to do a handstand?

Luka: no I don’t- why do I even bother

XY: you’re welcome.

Luka: I didn’t say anything

XY: I was talking to Octavia, the only one here who appreciates my talent.

And this is the last one!! 

Ivan’s here, Marinette’s here, Rose is here. 

XY: say no more

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