There stood the boastful Trumpet, alive after all the humans left the band room, he grew a full body to walk towards the stand cart and chair cart, sitting down and beginning to play high notes instantly without warning up.

Well so he thought. There still was one human left, you. You were gonna go grab your instrument until you saw him. Your mouth dropped and your eyes widened as the two of you made contact with each other.

“I-uhhh, good day?”

He managed to mutter out before playing again, trying to avoid your gaze. This was really bad, instruments weren’t supposed to reveal themselves to humans!