*Moon is studying in the library, when music suddenly started to play*

Fly me to the moon.

Let me play among the stars.

Let me see what spring is like

On, Jupiter or Mars.

*Winter stepped out singing, wearing a fancy black hat*

Moonwatcher: Uh--

In other words, hold my hand.

Moonwatcher: Winter--

In other words, baby, kiss me.

Moonwatcher: Winter, what on earth are you doing?

Winter: Sshhh! Just let the music pour over you, like honey over a fresh sardine.

Moonwatcher: That's sounds fucking disgusting.

Winter: Trust me, you wouldn't live until you try it.

Moonwatcher: I think I would stop living after I try it.

Winter: OK, you have bad taste. Anyway, where was I...

Fill my heart with song.

And let me sing for evermore.

You are all I long for

All I worship and adore--

Qibli: What the fuck is this?

Winter: Qibli! It's not what it looks like!

Moonwatcher: What does it look like? I have no clue what this is.

Qibli: I'll tell you what it is! Winter is serenading to you....WITHOUT ME!

Winter: Huh?

Qibli: You know I love this song, you turd! Outta my way, let me show you how it's done!

*Qibli takes Winter's hat, and places it on his head, before bursting into song*

In other words, please be true.

In other words, I LOVE YOU!

Winter: Oh, for fucks sake.