"Please no sir, I've barely hit puberty, my voice is gonna crack." I said whilst my voice cracked. "Your gonna be a gold mine, drive the gleefuls right outta the show biz!" My great uncle roared." Dipper what if you just play piano like I taught you instead of sing and we do our dance together?" Mabel pleaded. "Fine but no singing, got it Mabel?" "Got it brother." 

2 hours later. 

The bar was full and a grand piano and a microphone were in the dead eye of it. Mabel pushed me out before her. I sat at the piano. "Mabel I don't remember!" I said with my teeth gritted. "Than go get the fiddle!" She hissed. I did and she sounded great! I didn't.