Mahareshi's Prompt: Will and Che moving a piano from the 3rd floor of a building
This randomly came up in a search for piano pictures and has nothing to do with the prompt((Unfinished))
The upright studio piano sat in an otherwise empty room gathering dust as the shadows from the wavering flames on the candles danced along its surfaces . Invented in the 1820s, this more compact cousin to the horizontal grande like pianos certainly took up less space in the room as it soundlessly waited for its unknown transporters to arrive...
"Oh, don't worry. It's easy peasy," a blonde man remarked nonchalantly as he and his younger black haired companion walked up the stairs.
"We'll just be moving two small things." Small things, eh? the black haired violet eyed Cheani doubted otherwise. By now, he had learned not to always take his teacher's words so plainly. They had finally reached their destination floor, the third floor. No elevators and tiny stairs. Elevators didn't exist yet.
After walking the candlelit hallways, they arrived at the room with the studio piano.
"Ah, and here we are. This small bugger was waiting for us." Will smirked.
"You really can't just port it, sir?" Che mumbled with raised eyebrows. That was not a "small thing." Or maybe he could build a paper bridge to the ground and slide the piano out the window onto that bridge to the ground. Why not? Or maybe even other stuff in his deck could be used...why not? Maybe it could be a "small thing" with his planning. His droopy eyes looked at Will more closely when the blonde cleared his throat.
"No powers. " the blonde maestro smiled ever so innocently as he grabbed a hold of one side of the piano.
"Brat, grab the other end."Che's eyes drooped as if he was bored or unamused. Whatever. Just carrying a weight, right? As long as Will could handle his own side, right? At least it was two of them and not his teacher ridiculing and laughing at him like all those other "events".
"I'm ready whenever you are," he quipped once he got his end of the piano. It had wheels, didn't it? So, the hard part was just the stairs--- oh, he was backwards....that meant he would have most of the weight. Great.
....
"You're tilting it too much,
"Ah, well, good f-ing job. You're moving that grand piano on your own." 
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