Okay peeps this is my newest oneshot please not I do not own this song or leverage those rights go to whoever created them based on the song the piano man by billy joe. it's an amazing song go listen to it =. I have no Idea if the pub they work in has a piano but it is defiantly called Mcrory's.
The piano man
Hardison spread his hands over the white keys of Mcrory's piano it was old, falling apart and it was on it's to the dump. The chord spread throughout the room. His fingers gently stroked each key as he played a little tune. The violin wasn't the only instrument he could play. Parker ever curious came over and sat on the seat next to him.
"I didn't know you could play the piano "she said happily to him
He smiled at her. "Girl I can do a lot of things you don't know about."
"play something for me" she asked "please"
He began to play the open chords to a song he had been taught by one of the older foster children at his nana's.
"Its nine a clock on a Saturday." He sang
"But its nine fifteen" she said
Hardison gave her a look "it's a song Parker and its close enough."
He played the introduction again
"Its nine o clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in."
"Who's the regular crowd?" interrupted parker
Hardison rolled his eyes "it doesn't matter it's a song parker"
There's an old man sitting next to me
Making love to his tonic and gin
He pointed one finger at Nate who sat at the bar and parker giggled.
He says "son can you play me a melody
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and its sweet and I knew it complete
when I wore a younger mans cloths
The piano chords grew soft, lamenting as he sang softly.
La la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
He pointed at the barman a good friend of theirs as he played the next part of the song.
Now john at the bar was a client of ours
He gets us our drinks for free
He's always quick with a joke or to light up a smoke
There's no place that he'd rather be
He says Alec I believe you are killing me
As the smile grew on his face
Why won't you let me thank you for saving this wonderful place
Oh, la la la, da da da da
La la, dida da da da dum
Parker joined in this time singing along with the chorus as he played. Nate, Sophie and Eliot watched them with small smiles.
Now Eliot is a hard hitting hitter
Who knows who to handle a knife
And he's talking to Davey who is still in the navy
And probably will be for life
Eliot laughed at the lyrics change and then inched away from the before mentioned Davey who's many tattoos muscles and facial hair intimidated even Eliot (if only a little). And Nate grinned at him over the top of his glass. Parker swayed as the music grew louder.
And Sophie is practicing politics
As the business men slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone
Sophie looked up from her table where she was charming a group of drunken business men. The whole bar joined in for the chorus.
Sing us a song you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
well we're all in the mood for a melody
and you got us feeling alright
John smiled at him from across the crowded bar.
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
Hardison played even louder and piano soared through the room
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"
He began to play quieter again. But the whole bar joined in with the last chorus
Oh, la la la, da da da
La la, de da da da da dum
Sing us a song you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well we're all in the mood for a melody
And you got us feeling alright
At the last chord the bar erupted into laughter. Nate walked over to them tears of laughter in his eyes. Eliot leaned in the piano top large grin on his face and amusement sparkling in his eyes. Sophie leaned on Nate smiling at them.
"Well you sure can beat out a tune even on that old thing" said Eliot still grinning
Nate looked at the piano it was an old upright covered in coffee stains and bits of it falling off.
John came over "I'm glad you played that" he said "the poor old things going to the dump tomorrow it's so old you see it isn't worth the amount of money needed to repair it you see. Its nice it got a last horary though. I sure am gonna miss that thing."
He walked off back to the bar and began polishing glasses.
"It seems a shame there won't be any more music in here anymore" said Eliot quietly looking sad he loved music of any kind.
Parker nodded "it will be to quiet"
Sophie nodded as well.
Nate looked at the piano. At john. Then at his team. A smile spread over his face. And a identical one speared over all of theirs
"Well team" he said "who wants to steal a piano repair shop?"
"I do" they chorused
They headed out the bar to find somebody to repair the piano. John the barman shot them a strange look as they left with their arms slung around each other. Then he shrugged and poured another drink.