“What?” Anya asked, clearly shocked by this abrupt occurrence.
“We’re going to have to become one show choir,” Mr. Oda said.
“I know! I heard you! Don’t say it again!” she said, pacing the room frantically.
“Why couldn’t they have just chosen which choir will stay?” Hikaru asked.
Taa-chan rolled her eyes. “You know they would have chosen your choir because they like you more, so it wouldn’t have been fair!”
“Well, why couldn’t we have had a competition for it? A sing-off?” Kaoru asked.
“Because there aren’t any judges that could be fair and impartial,” Kyoya said, being the only calm person in the room besides the teacher.
“We’re still going to get to do the songs we want to do, though, right?” Anya asked. “Right? Please, somebody say right!”
“Possibly. However, there are more people, so there’s always a chance you won’t get the song you want,” Mr. Oda told her calmly.
“I know, but I just hate that we might not get to do the songs we want to do because of budget cuts.”
Tamaki pushed his way to the front of the room. “I know!” he said. “How about, as a peace offering, your choir will get to choose the first song!”
“Boss, does that mean we’ll get to choose a song on our own, too?” Kaoru asked.
“No, we’ve asked enough of them already for them to join us,” Tamaki answered him.
Hikaru said, “We didn’t even ask them to join us!”
“Hika-chan, we know you have a really big mouth, but shut up, ‘kay?” Hunny said, defying his normally sweet and adorable nature. Everybody stared at him. “What? It’s true!” he said.
“So what happens now?” Kaoru asked.
“Maybe we can just get to know everybody and make amends,” Tamaki suggested.
“That’s a great idea,” Mr. Oda said.