"Chop-Chop! Chop-Chop! I want to play with you!???"

"Put down the Violin Bow from my neck. It's not a dagger to coerce me."

Frederic Chopin was once again staying at home in the Chopin Family Parlour (a boarding house for boys) due to bad health. Not to mention the weather was moist from the last few days of raining. As he was a hard worker in keeping up with the family chores, he would definitely acquired painful joints up that act up during rainy weather like this. Somehow in his youth, he felt like an old man. And the feeling was made worse when a certain Freeloader Witch Girl was keeping him from playing with his beloved Piano.

"I don't have money to let you buy any more fashion books and adult literature... My mother is away on a business trip and hasn't had time to prepare my monthly allowance. Wait until another two weeks."

"No, no, no Chop-Chop! I don't want your money!"

"........ I... is this a miracle that I'm hearing?"

"Not right now... that is."

"God-d@mn it, Penny."

For once, Chopin buried his face into his hands and his elbows stabbed the keys of his beloved Piano (legal wife). Somehow, it played the first 10 opening notes of Johann Sebastian Bach's Toggata and Fugue in D Minor perfeclty. The poor Polish Prodigy was unable to keep up with the 'personality' of this Witch he once took in out of pity (mistress).

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"Then what do you want, Penny. I'm very busy right now."

"Play with me! Play with me!"

"... I'm still seventeen. I can't afford starting my own family at this age."

"................. Uwa-uwa-uwa. I-is this how you see th-this Witch Girl, Ch-Chop Chop? Blush blush (makes her own sound effects)... I-it makes her r-really happy th-that you want her as a mate for life but---"

"Money or food? Which is it?"

"Both!!... Ah."

The Witch girl wearing a Japanese Kimono patterned after the Summer Sky (obviously not right now in this dreary weather), turned away to hide her blush. As much as she was a sophisticated invidiual, she was too easy to read.

"Ch-Chop-Chop. Don't misunderstand. I... I really want to make... make music with you... Blush."

"Don't make it sound like we're trying to have a child."

"So you confess! You do want to throw away your pure status and--"

"I think there's a food shortage in the pantry. For the sake of my older sister and two baby sisters - I might have to cut your rations."

"This Witch will shut up now. Please don't cut off my life line. Sob Sob (still making own sound effects)."

The Witch gave the Composer a teary and quiet expression. She looked like a dog who wanted to play and frolic around with its owner, but it didn't want to disturb its owner's peace and quiet. Unlike most pet-keepers, Chopin wasn't buying it. But--

"... When did you learn the Violin?"

"........................"

"... Judging by how you're holding the instrument the right way even in an idle pose... it looked like you trained for a good three weeks."

"..... O...on and off."

"At least your honest."

The Witch blushed as she shuffled on the spot, not daring to connect her gaze with Chopin's.

".................... Penny."

"P-please don't kick me out, Chop-Chop, I-I promise I'll be quiet whe-when you're messing with Jolly! I-I promise to turn a blind eye to your affair with all of your compositions. I promise--"

"If you beat this challenge... then we'll talk about future duets."

"................................................................O.m.g. I do."

"That wasn't a marriage proposal."

"......... Cough."

On that day, the Witch and Composer will never forget the live performance they once shared, to no audience but themselves... The swaying of the Violin and the dancing of the Piano. A union of two unlikely souls - bound by the Oath of Beethoven's Kreutzer.

"... You used some kind of Auto-Correction spell... didn't you Penny?"

"... Yes. I'm sorry. I got side-tracked too much to properly learn half the notes. P-please don't hate me."

"........................................... Sigh. What duet would you like to do next?"

"I love you Chop-Chop??? (TvT)!!!"

"Don't strip, you'll ruin this moment."