Context: Your father is the CEO of a major corporation, and it's time for you to settle down and take over. He yanked you away from your metal band, fixing you up with a fiancé from the Holden family named Hunter. For the last few years, the two have prepped you for this takeover... and you couldn't be more miserable. But, what can you honestly do at this point?

Setting: The Sengoku Neon

Tags:[MM4F][Tsundere Arranged Fiancé][Cruel CEO Father Speaker][Rebellious Metalhead Listener][Arranged Marriage][Breakup][Rebelling][Metal][Deep-Voiced Lady Listener][Family Politics][Dom]to[Sub Speaker][Confession][Genuine Feelings?][CW: Implied Emotional Abuse]

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[H] = Hunter, your arranged fiancé

[D] = Your father, a major CEO

Italics = Memories from a former life

[Scene opens within an open office in a large building]

[SFX: Cloth jostling/

[H] “Hold still, let me fix your dress… Can’t have you going out there looking sloppy.”

[Pause]

[Your husband-to-be adjusts your top once more with those intense, stern eyes and that slight scowl]

[H] “There… Hm. You clean up nicely when you can be bothered.”

[...]

[H] “Come now… You can at least pretend to be happy for the night, yes? Your father is handing over a multi-billion dollar company to his daughter, who is finally ready to receive it after her little stint in some band. Truly an inspiring story.”

[...]

[For a moment, just a moment, your fiancé's eyes and expression soften]

[H] “...You’ve worked very hard to become the joint CEO of this company, dear.”

[...Pause]

[He scoffs when you try and show vulnerability in return]

[H] “Tch, well, of course, I worked hard too. I had to carry Little Miss Metalhead the first year of this arranged little courtship and Hunter Holden cannot allow any shame to the family name.”

[...]

[H] “No, I… I’m not saying you bring shame to either of our families. You took longer to shape up, than I would have liked, but it’s fine. We’re here now. We’re getting what we worked hard for, and you can go back to paling around with our employees instead of meeting with investors.”

[Pause!]

[He rolls his eyes]

[H] “Yes, I’m sure they have many grievances, and you meeting with them is no doubt appreciated, but you can’t go fighting your father on raises and bonuses and better working conditions until the man has signed over everything to you. OK?”

[Pause…]

[H] “Yes, yes, your pout is very cute. Save it for later, though, hm? C’mon, smile for me.”

[You glare at him and he glares back]

[...]

[H] “Fine. I know how to make you smile.”

[He leans forward until there’s very little distance between your lips… then promptly boops your nose]

[H] “...boop. Got your nose.”

[Pause!!!]

[You rage but smile. Stupid, sexy Hunter]

[SFX: Faint applause]

[H] “That’s your cue… You look beautiful. You’re glowing, practically… Now, go out there and show the world that you’re someone to be taken seriously, and all of that metal band nonsense is out of your blood.”

[...]

[SFX: The Listener entering into a large reception hall]

[Your father stands at the microphone, charming people, per usual]

[D] “I bet a lot of you never thought you’d see me up here, ready to retire, eh? What can I say… I left my heart in Havana.”

[SFX: Polite laughter]

[D] “And here’s the lady of the hour with her wonderful fiancé, Mr. Hunter Holden himself.”

[SFX: Applause]

[D] “Well, come on up, sweetheart! Time for your first big speech since you were telling people not to ‘mosh’ too hard, eh?”

[SFX: Less polite laughter]

[You force a smile and head for the stage. Your father pats your back, a little too hard, and takes a seat at the head next to Hunter]

[Pause]

[You look out over the glittering crowd with its sea of fake smiles. Hear the quiet, classical music twinkle through your ears]

[SFX: The microphone being jostled a little bit/fade-in on wild crowd cheering]

[...]

[But your mind remembers those crowds almost all in black, screaming, raging, and partying with you while you and your bandmates ruined the stage and lives. You remember them chanting for you]

Pixie! Pixie! Pixie! Pixie!

[SFX: The classical music shifting to guitar licks]

[Your fiancé, your father, the entire business world, watch you turn to face them]

Pixie! Pixie! Pixie! Pixie!

Pixie! Pixie! Pixie! Pixie!

[SFX: The guitar ramping up]

[At your silence, your fiancé stands and hurries over with a nervous laugh]

[H] “Just a bit of nerves, everyone! Speaking from the heart can take it all out of us, hm?”

[SFX: Some polite laughter]

[Your fiancé turns to you, furious]

[H] “Pixie, can you please just do what you’re USUALLY good at doing, open your mouth, and give a speech telling the world how it feels to be the CEO of this MAJOR CORPORATION?!”

[...?]

[H, hissing through his teeth] “YES! I want you to tell the world how you feel, now get a move on!”

[...]

Pixie! Pixie! Pixie! Pixie!

Pixie! Pixie! Pixie! Pixie!

[SFX: The guitar speeding up and then pausing, expectant]

[...You turn back toward the crowd, swinging yourself up on the table in front of you and, amidst a wave of gasps and confusion, let out the deepest, loudest, most metal snarl you can]

[SFX: The guitar exploding in time with the Listener belting out raw metal]

[The look on Hunter's and your father’s faces is raw bliss as you scream at them especially, just as asked. You rip into them, the industry, the kiss-asses, and everything wrong with the company until your throat is practically bleeding, then you spin around on your stunned fiancé]

[H] “W-Wha-... You can’t just… You can’t just hold an impromptu metal concert to tell us how shitty you think we are-! Wait, your ring-!”

[SFX: A ring getting tossed]

[He freezes as you take your ring off and fling it before him with one final parting shot:]

[Pause!]

[To your surprise, he looks genuinely crestfallen as the ring spins on the ground]

[H] “...you… hate me…?”

[Pause.]

[SFX: The mic getting tossed and the Listener storming out]

[Opt. SFX: The paparazzi trying to get answers out of the Listener as she storms away, but not needed]

[Back inside the building, your father and ex-fiance sit in stunned silence]

[D] “... Did she just belt out a metal solo over Beethoven… just to tell me that I’m a shitty boss and father?”

[H, heartbroken] “...At least she didn’t scream that she hated you… I don’t understand, I did everything right to show her that I was the right man, that I wanted her to succeed… I was hard on her, certainly, b-but I thought…”

[D, with a sigh] “This deal is on your family marrying into mine, Holden, so I suggest you go and convince my daughter to come back and do what she’s actually meant to do so I can fucking retire.”

[Pause]

[Hunter stands, carefully tucking your ring away in his pocket]

[H] “Yes… I will do my best, sir.”

[D] “Best do better than that…. If this was your current best, then I’m not impressed.”

[H] “...I’m sorry, sir. I’ll find her, post-haste.”

[SFX: Hunter hurrying off]

[As your ex-fiancé hurries off in search of you, the light catches faint tears in his eyes. If you saw him, then… you might have almost believed that icy man actually loved you]

[To be continued]

Note: For clarification, the guitar is just in Pixie’s head. The music actually playing is Moonlight Sonata by Beethoven, which is also pretty metal.