#idk if that mention is enough to trigger people but I read yesterday pregnancy is a really big one for some people

[wheelie-butch]

When he finished the song, there was silence. Karamatsu kept his head down, gripping his guitar neck tight with slippy palms.

Iyami, the director, inhaled. “So, you’re auditioning for Frenchy, who you described as the lead, in drag, while singing a song for Doody, even though Frenchy doesn’t have a solo, zamsu. Sheeh! Have you not read the script at all? Do you know any of the plot?”

Karamatsu grinned and slid on his glasses with more bravado than he felt. “Rizzo gets pregnant,” he declared. 

“Well, that’s all me knows as well,” Iyami said with a sigh. “Me will be assigning roles at the end. Next!”

****

Later that day Karamatsu burst into his home, startingly his family as they ate lunch together. “Mommy! Bruzzas! I got the part!”

Jyushimatsu laughed. “Nii-san’s going to be in a play?”

“I shall be Frenchy!” Karamatsu said, adjusting his Pink Ladies jacket. “And Totoko is some Kenickie person, not quite as prestigious as me but I am sure she will do well...” The rest of his speech was drowned out by a cacophony of congratulation as his brothers surrounded him, cheering and slapping him on the back. Even Ichimatsu managed a surly “Well done...”

“I knew you could do it,” Matsuyo said, ruffling his hair and Karamatsu didn’t push her away for once. He could always gel it up again later. 

The celebration was interrupted by a knock at the door. “Osomatsu, could you get it?” Matusyo said, frowning slightly. “I wonder who that could be?”