Benjiman was having one of those days, those days where it seemed like everything was against him. He sighed and walking into an open room hoping that something would turn his day around, Ben set up a the microphone and its stand making sure it was unplugged. He then proceeded to sing A little too not over you by David Archuleta, Ben was so into the sing that he didn't hear the door open.

Micka peered into the recording studio. She smiled when she heard him singing. She quietly walked into the room and closed the door quietly so she wouldnt disturb him.

Ben could tell that his pitch was shaky, he lightly cursed at himself and then looked around the took for a instrument. He spotted a piano, walked over to it with the microphone and stand. Sat down, and played parachutes and airplanes, then started singing after the second measure of just the piano.

Micka looked at him then smiled. She quietly skipped over to him and tapped his shoulder gently.

Ben hit a C# and cringed at the sound, turning around to the person who had tapped him he saw it was a girl..a very pretty girl. Ben metally shook his head and gave her a light smile. "Howdy partner, my name's Ben. And you are?" He indroduced himself sticking his hand out for her to shake. "I'm sorry, didn't know this room ws occup'ed." Ben told her with his accent coming out more then he wanted.

Micka smiled, "Nice to meet you Ben! I'm Micka" she held her hand out for him.

"Likewise." Ben said taking hold of Mickas hand and shaking it. "Micka, were ya' usin' this heere room?" Ben asked letting go of hers.

Micka shook her head. "No I wasn't. But you were really good!" she gave him a cute smile. "So you're a singer?"

Ben slightly blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Yep singer and musician......ignor' that last part." Ben said as he knew that Micka could already tell that. "How 'bout ya'self?" He asked wanting to get things off of him.

Micka did a twirl and smiled, "Dancer oh and can sing a little..." she giggled softly and looked at him.

"Yer a singer and a dancer, yer parents must be proud of ya'." Ben said not understanding how his accent doesn't come out when he's singing, he just mentally shook his head and gave Micka a light smile.

Micka's eyes teared up at the mention of her parents, she thought about her father then shook her head. She rubbed her eyes and smiled brightly at him, "Yeah..."

"I'm sorry, didn't mean to upset ya' or anythin'. Don't mind my pryin' but you lost a parent to? Sorry for even bringin' it up, the last thing I ev'r want ta do is make a little lady like yerself cry." Ben said in an understanding tone, he knew what it was like to lose someone close and then it just hurt even more to have lost a close loved one.

Micka smiled and kept rubbing her eyes. "It's okay.. You didn't know.." she looked at the ground and fiddled with her fingers.

Ben tried to think of something to chance the mood in the room and got an idea, most likely one of his worst ideas yet, but and idea non the less. "Micka would ya' like to dance in heere?" Ben asked her as she turned back to the piano messing around with some keys until he found a good note to start the next song he wanted to sing.

Micka looked at him and nodded with a smile. "Yeah!"

Ben started to play parachutes and airplanes from the same artist. He started out humming to the tone as he took a slower approche to the song.

Micka listened to the tone then began to sway a little. She closed her eyes and began to gracefully dance.

What do you say when you can’t look down
When you feel like you’re ten feet
off the ground
What do you do when you’re on the edge
Now you’re here and
you got me thinking ’bout

Parachutes and airplanes
Thinking
about
Parachutes and airplanes
We’ll never hit the ground, ground, ground,
ground
Ben lightly sung as he played and watched Micka dance.

Micka let a tear fall as she danced. She did some twirls here and there still dancing gracefully.

Being impulsive was not one of Bens strong suits, but it wasn't a weakness either. He saw the tear and stopped playing only to get up and embrace Micka in a comforting hugg.

Micka buried her face in his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. "I'm sorry... I'm not usually like this..." she sniffled softly and looked up at him.

Ben gave a light comforting smile and looked down at Micka. "It's fine little lady, just consid'r me ya'......teddy bear." He said.

Micka blinked and giggled, "Really?!" she hugged him tightly. "My teddy bear??"

Ben shook his head and lighted squeezed Micka. "That is if ya' wanna' call me that." He added hearing the questioning in her voice.