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Little Primarchs: the Musical

Magnus had a song stuck in his head. It was getting annoying because it had been in his head for several days. He wanted it out of his head, he had tried several things, including trying to get a different song stuck in his head. This left him with one option: a psychic spell.
He cast the spell that night, hoping that it would get the song out of his head. The Emperor woke Magnus the next morning, and the song was out of his head. He came out to hear Fulgrim singing in the shower.
~~I like to sing in the shower. It's fun to make my voice echo off the waaalll!~~ Fulgrim sang, holding out the last note while sliding the notes upward. There was also the sound of Fulgrim dancing in the shower as he continued singing about how he liked to hear his own voice.
"Fulgrim's in a good mood today," Magnus said to Ferrus as he entered the dining room.
"At least he's singing about singing, and not washing himself," Ferrus said. "Can you imagine hearing a full account of how he cleans himself?"
"True," Magnus chuckled. "That would just be awkward."
Fulgrim came out of the bathroom still singing, he was wearing a towel, thankfully. He finished his song with a very long, dramatically held out line of "I like to sing". The Primarchs in the kitchen all clapped as Fulgrim entered.
"Thank you!" Fulgrim said with an over-dramatic bow. "Not quite a show stopping number though."
"Not really," Ferrus agreed.
The Emperor entered afterwards, noting Fulgrim's happiness. They were off from Nova  that day, so he was pleased that they all seemed to be happy.
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Valdor spotted Malcador down the hallway. He strode towards Malcador, but had to pause as a group of menials went past, singing about the work that they had to do, while dancing down the hallway.
"Did you see that?" Malcador asked when Valdor made it to him.
~~There is something going on in the Imperial Palace~~ Valdor began to sing.
"Not you too," Malcador groaned to himself.
~~People are singing all over the place~~ Valdor continued, though there was something that looked a bit like an apology in his eyes.
~~It's like we are in a musical~~ Malcador sang, and didn't look too happy about it.  He didn't like how his voice sounded now that he was older.
~~There is also dancing in musicals~~Valdor said/sang.
~~I doo nooot want to daaaance~~Malcador replied. ~~I have twoo left feet~~
~~I do not think you have two left feet~~Valdor sang somewhat questioningly.
~~Not literally~~ Malcador sang.  ~~Have you ever seen me daaance?~~
"Never" Valdor said, though this was just a spoken interruption to the song. ~~We should go to see the Emperor~~
"I am NOT spoofing Wizard of Oz" Malcador said as another interruption. Valdor shrugged in response.
~~We should still go seek our master~~ Valdor sang.
~~So we are off to see him~~ Malcador sang, scowling all the time, as the tune had turned close to "Off to See the Wizard".
~~We are off to see the Emperor~~ Valdor agreed and began to dance away from Malcador. He then danced back around Malcador. It became obvious that Valdor was trying to find a way to link arms with Malcador that didn't involve embarrassing either of them. He was just as clearly failing.
Malcador tried to walk, hoping that the dancing Valdor would be slow enough that they would stay together. However, he began to dance himself. It was just as bad as he had promised.
Valdor seemed to recover from the urge to link arms with Malcador when he had begun to dance. They headed off to find the Emperor.
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Mortarion ran out of one of the bathrooms, he looked a bit nervous as he went to the vox unit on the wall. The Primarchs looked on, wondering if Mortarion would be the next one to sing. Several of the others had sung throughout the day, and they could hear the Palace staff singing occassionally.
~~I neeed a maintainence servitooor~~ Mortarion sang into the vox. ~~It's an eemergeeeencyyyyyy~~
~~What is the natuure of this eemergencyy?~~ the serf on the other end sang.
~~The toilet isn't flushing, just filling up with waaaateer~~ Mortarion sang in a somewhat plainative voice.
~~You've baackeeed up the toiileet?!~~ Fulgrim sang, concerned and disgusted.
~~It would seem thaaat waay~~ Mortarion sang. ~~Soorryyy~~
~~We have twooo~~ Vulkan sang, seeming to want to keep the peace.
"I want to know why everyone is singing," Magnus said. It wasn't that unusual for Fulgrim to sing in the shower, but all the other singing was strange.
~~I like the singing~~ the Lion sang. He was also known to sing in the shower, especially when he didn't think anyone was paying attention. ~~Words alone sometimes are not enough~~
~~That's a good poooint~~ Corvus sang in agreement to the Lion. He didn't think his voice was as good as the Lion's or Fulgrim's, but it wasn't Angron's.
~~That doooeeesn't answer Magnus's queestioon~~ Lorgar sang. ~~I sound like a dyying whaaaallle~~
The servitor entered and a dancing Mortarion directed it to the afflicted toilet. He returned leaving the servitor to its work. Horus stood, and turned to his brothers.
~~Weee should go find Father!~~ Horus sang.
~~He miiight know why we are singing~~ Lorgar sang.
~~That would be niiice to knooow~~ Perturabo sang. He was very much wondering that himself.
The Primarchs all got up, and began to dance out of the residence. Even Magnus was dancing, and began to sing like the others about being off to find their father and ask him what was going on.
They encountered Malcador and Valdor in the halls. They joined forces, looking for the Emperor. Currently they weren't singing or dancing, which pleased Malcador. They found the Emperor confronted by a group of singing tech-priests.
"I will look into this singing phenomena," the Emperor said and dismissed the tech-priests. He then turned, noting the presence of the others.
~~There is something going on in the Imperial Palace~~ Valdor started, looking a bit like he was caught off guard by the resurgence of the song.
~~There's singing and dancing all over the place~~ Malcador added, scowling a bit.
~~It's been happening all day~~ Horus sang.
~~I have no idea what is goooing on~~ Valdor continued.
~~It happens at random~~ Lorgar sang. ~~I want it to stop~~
~~I want it to stop too~~ Angron sang.
~~It just staaarted today~~ Malcador announced.
"So what has changed about today?" the Emperor asked.
~~I miiight have the aansweeer~~ Magnus sang.
"What answer would that be?" the Emperor asked.
~~I had a song stuck in my head~~ Magnus sang. ~~I used a spell to try and get it out~~
"That could explain it," the Emperor said. An improperly performed spell could have serious unintended side-effects. It was good that Magnus' spell had only turned the Palace into a musical set.
The Emperor examined the warp surrounding the Palace, and found that it was Magnus' spell that was causing the musical effect. He ended the spell, and the singing ended. People all around the Palace gave each other confused glances as they stopped singing and dancing.
"That's better," Malcador said, becoming aware that the spell's effects had been neutralized.
"Agreed," the Emperor agreed.
"I'm sorry that I made everyone sing," Magnus said apologetically.
"It wasn't your intention," Malcador said. ''Was it?''
"No," Magnus said quickly. Several of the Primarchs laughed, and Magnus relaxed. The musical was at an end.



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