Color Plus Lyrics

I'm gonna replace these with lyrics when I actually write them soon

(M) Rasuta ruminai yonabiarubawe (P) Nyunennai wiramoranirakurai (M) Rasuta riposei nyuzetarahankisuta (P) Monin nyunennai (P) Watsatsanemora tashiniraomaigemora ~(M) Ta ta tarata tatatara tarata ~ (P) Kanishirayou kanishirayou (P) Watsatsanemora kanishirabaibaigemora ~(M)Ta ta tarata tatatara tarata ~ (P) Wasaponnachenira gana bai (M) WOW wikanirasta ninokurai ~(P) _Hey Hey_ Janpai! ~ (M) Pikaborabari ninohai ~(P) _Hey Hey_ Tannai! ~ (M) Onyasai yausutau buroinowa ~(P) _Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey_ Raihai! ~ (M) Tiryugai supuraen puraen yuwobira ~(P) _Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey Hey_ Raihai! ~

Marina sat completely still, fighting the urge to wring her hands. She watched Pam very close, trying to get anything out of the inkling's expression. Does she like it? She probably doesn't like it. She hates it, she has to.

Pam stared down at Marina's phone, completely expressionless. Not a single muscle so much as twitched as she listened to the music coming from the speakers. I don't know. I really can't tell.

She shouldn't be nervous, Marina knew that much. Pam wasn't going to say anything bad about the song, but she couldn't help herself from feeling this way. She wanted Pam to like it as much as she did.

Tingles danced their way down Marina's spine as she listened. Hearing the song, she couldn't help but think about the night prior. The way she and Pearl had dove headfirst into the music. It started simple enough, Pearl was practically desperate to sing something, so the first two hours had just been them goofing off while Marina whittled away on her synths. At some point one of them stumbled onto that catchy hook, she couldn't remember who, but it didn't really matter. They'd entered some kind of flow state, where she and Pearl just clicked. Each suggestion built on that simple hook until hours had passed, and Color Pulse was born.

They recorded their final take with Pearl's phone and sent a copy to Marina's so she could listen to it whenever she wanted. Or, like she was doing right now, share it with other people. She'd barely managed to get her words out before shoving her phone into Pam's hand with the song playing. Now all she could do was anxiously wait for her reaction.

Pam remained completely and totally motionless. Marina hadn't ever seen a living being be so still before, and she'd spent a week living on a mountain staring at trees. I genuinely have no idea what's going through her mind. Is she even breathing...?

Eventually, finally, the longest three minutes of Marina's day ended. There were a few moments of silence where nothing moved, before life returned to the librarian. "Like, oh my cod Marina! That was like, AMAZING what the heck!"

Marina nearly melted in relief. "You really think so?"

"Like, YEAH girl!" Pam nodded eagerly, her bandana getting knocked loose from how aggressively her tentacles bounced. She quickly fixed it in place as she continued. "So you guys like, seriously made this last night?"

"Y-yeah...! It was kind of a slow start, but then we kinda found our groove, you know? And Pearl started singing, and it sounded so good with the chords I was trying out. The synth was her idea actually, and it sounds so good!"

Pam giggled at that, giving her a look that Marina couldn't parse.

"Wh— it does sound good though! Pearl made it sound really good!"

"She does," Pam answered with a smile and a roll of her eyes. "Buuuuuttt... I like, know when you're totally selling yourself short Marina! I know for a fact you did a lot more than just 'the music' or whatever you're about to say."

Marina's eyes fell to the table. "I... helped with the lyrics.

Pam scoffed at her. "Girl, you like, SANG the song!" Pam's tone was utterly exasperated. "And even then calling it 'just the music' is like, seriously like, underselling the music!" She paused for a moment, thinking. "What is it like... Ta ta tarata tatatara tarata. That's like, so catchy! It's gonna be stuck in my head for like, days now!" Pam stopped, gasping suddenly. "Oh no..."

Marina jolted, the sudden change in tone catching her off guard. "S-something wrong?"

Pam met her eyes, suddenly distraught. "I'm like, not gonna be able to hear it again until you come back! That is like, the WORST thing ever when something is stuck in your head!"

A silent sigh of relief escaped Marina. This wasn't anything actually bad. "Oh, um... I could let you copy the file from my phone?" She hesitantly offered her phone again, not entirely sure how exactly to do that.

A sudden snap of Pam's fingers announced a new idea. "Have you like, thought about putting it up on like, Inktube or something?"

"Inktube? Like a... pen...?" Marina knew before she even asked that she was wrong, but she had no idea what else it could be."

A gasp and wide eyes met her confusion. "You like, don't know about Inktube? Honey, have I got a treat for you."

Pearl's mind wasn't fully with her body as she shouldered her way into the Sea Leaf café, which was probably why the sudden voice made her jump.

"Oh, hey! Haven't seen you in a while!"

Pearl looked around, quickly trying to get her bearings. It was empty, save for one worker she didn't recognize cleaning tables, and Nora, who stood behind the counter with a smile.

"Hah, yeah, sorry. I've been... busy." Pearl smiled as she tried very, very hard not to picture the stacks of research sitting in her apartment. "Can I just get my usual mocha?"

"Of course!" Nora wasted no time behind the counter, quickly assembling the ingredients for Pearl's usual double fudge chocolate mocha. "Something good happen to keep you working so hard?"

"I—" Pearl sighed— "I wouldn't call it good. Important, maybe, but..." She let herself trail off as the blenders quickly revved. She savored the noise for a moment, it was too easy to think when it was quiet.

"Sorry to hear that. Hope it's sorted at least?" Nora asked as she rung up the purchase.

Pearl swiped her card, letting the dark look in her eyes answer for her. "Thanks." She said as she grabbed the drink. She took a sip before making it to a table, hoping that the tidal wave of sugar and sweetness would calm her nerves. Her thoughts twisted themselves in knots as she fought to keep her mind off either of the two things haunting her. Even if keeping her mind explicitly blank wasn't easy, it was better than torturing herself with those thoughts.

The choice between Freshwater streaming, Prism Business, and Broadview Distilling made her want to explode, cry, and throw up in that order. Conversely, thinking about last night with Marina, made her want to pass out, cry, and then explode. Problem was, anything that wasn't either of these thoughts would not stick in her mind, no matter how hard she tried to focus on them.

"Whatcha thinkin about??" Nora gave her a sideways look as she dropped into the chair across the table.

"Gah!" Pearl jumped in her seat, her hand jerking and nearly sending her drink flying to the floor. "What do you want?" She asked, grumpily, trying to recover from being scared like that.

"You look..." Nora trailed off, clearly weighing her words. "More bothered than usual. And it's not like I got anything better to do." She gestured to the completely empty front of the store. "So, what's up?"

"This really isn't anything you should worry about." Pearl tried to caution.

There was an awkward pause, where the only sounds came from the cafe's other worker as he bustled around the other tables, humming something to himself.

"Really." She reitterated. "I don't want people getting tangled in my mess if they don't need to be."

Nora's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Is this about Marina? That's her name, right? The one you got the Squidmas gift for?"

"N-no..." Pearl broke eye contact, trying to cover her aversion by taking another sip of her mocha.

"I knew it!" Nora leaned forward. "C'mon. You can tell me! I helped you pick the gift, right? Did she like it?"

Pearl frowned at the insistence. "She liked the headphones," is all she said.

"And...?" The silence returned, heavier this time. Again, the other worker's humming was the only other sound.

"AND, I don't want to involve other people in this. So don't push it." Pearl bit back, maybe a bit harsher than she intended, but she didn't walk the statement back.

"Fine." Nora relented with a huff, falling back into her chair with a small pout.

Once more, that oppressive silence descended, broken only by the humming. It was honestly pretty annoying, but not enough for Pearl to... wait a second. That sounds familiar. She leaned in, focusing on the rhythm he was humming.

Ta ta tarata tatatara tarata

There's no way...

"Sorry, gimme a sec." Nora spun in her seat. "HEY DECAN? CAN YOU STOP HUMMING THAT STUPID SONG ALREADY!?"

"Hu—? Oh! Sorry!" The worker, Decan, quickly finished wiping down the last table before scuttling towards the front counter.

Nora rubbed her temples. "Sorry, he's been humming that stupid song for HOURS at this point. Like, I get it's catchy, but come on dude. I've snapped at him like 4 times by now."

Pearl hardly heard her. There's no way he was humming Color Pulse, right? How could he be? We literally wrote it LAST NIGHT! "Do you know what he's humming?"

Nora raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I have no idea. Apparently it's some new song that's blowing up on Inktube. I don't watch that kind of stuff myself, so I only really know what Decan mumbled to me a while ago."

Pearl already had her phone out. On her home screen she had a notification that'd been sitting there for hours. Her phone had been on silent since last night, so she'd missed it completely.

"I uh..." Pearl swallowed, choosing to ignore the message for the moment as she opened her web browser.

"Why, you like how the song sounds? It is kinda catchy I guess." Nora conceded with a shrug.

Pearl felt her mouth go dry as she pulled up the Inktube home page. Right there, sitting at number eight on trending: Color Pulse uploaded by "DJ_Hyperfresh" 7 hours ago. One hundred and forty thousand views. Without thinking, Pearl tapped the video.

(M) Rasuta ruminai yonabiarubawe

Tides above. "I... made the song. Er, um, we made the song. Me and Marina. Marina and I. Last night." One hundred and forty thousand views? In seven hours?

"Oh, yup. That's your voice alright." Nora nodded in approval. "And I take it that's Marina's voice? She sounds pretty."

"Y-yeah." Pearl wasn't listening. That's more people than have ever heard me sing before. That's... I don't...

"Hey, these lyrics are actually pretty clever, in both languages!"

"Um, that was Marina's idea. She did most of the lyrics, actually. She's pretty smart like that." It had to be Marina who uploaded it then, right? Why did she do that?! When!? How!?

With a start, she remembered the text.

"Darn it Pearl, now I'm gonna be humming that stupid song too." Nora huffed. "It's far too catchy. You've created a monster."

The irony was enough to make Pearl laugh. "I guess I have, huh?" Does Marina know how big it's gotten? No, she can't. She must've uploaded it at the library.

"It kinda reminds me of a street performer I heard the other day actually. That got stuck in my head too!"

I need to go. It was good to see you again Nora. I'll, be back soon probably." She grabbed her drink and took another sip, before setting her eyes on the door.

"Oh! Um, alright. See you around then!" Nora blinked in surprise, but quickly recovered with a friendly wave.

Pearl waved back, before she powered out the door.