One hour later:
"I can't believe it!" Estelle roared. "The bottle's empty! Now what are we going to do?"
"I'm good," Noel said.
Brock went to say something, but then he put his finger to his lips instead. He used his azure power to rise out of the tub and zoom into the bathroom...
and just in time, too.
"If you're going to puke, be quiet about it!" Estelle barked. "Now you're making me want to puke!"
Brock wiped his mouth as he lowered himself back into the tub.
"Feel better now?" Noel asked.
Brock nodded, although it wasn't a strong nod, and it didn't matter anyway because Noel couldn't see it.
"I liked it," Noel said, "hearing you barf. All night, it's like I've been hearing and feeling everything again for the first time. To me, it was like you were singing in there."
"He was singing the barf song!" Estelle roared, and then she sang, "I need to spew! I'm blowing chunks! Barf! Barf! Barf!"
Everyone laughed, and then everyone sang along, including Brock. "Barf! Barf! Barf!" Even Shawnacy pretended to sing along.
The joke died, so Brock sang, "I'm Henry the Eighth I Am! Henry the Eighth I am I am!"
Everyone sang along.
After that, they sang, "Yellow Submarine."
After that, laughing the entire time: "Feelin' Groovy."
What was it about songs from the Sixties that made them so singable?
They tried to come with another song to sing, but, for a few moments anyway, no one could come up with anything.
And that's when Noel sang, "Danny Boy."
Estelle and Brock tried to sing along with him, but they really didn't know the words. So, after the first line, they just stopped and listened. Brock thought, I had no idea Noel had such a fine tenor voice. We've lived together five years. Why didn't I know that about him? Noel hit that last, high note of the song clearly and without effort. When he finished, Estelle went to applaud, then stopped. The song was so sad, and Noel sang it so well.
They stayed silent for several moments.
Then, Shawnacy rose out of the water...
and she sang.