Sharpo jumped about half a mile he hadn't expected to hear his own name.
Sharp'i pulled him closer "No . . . no no no . . . this is a nightmare."
"S-Shar'i I think I have to go up there now . . . I don't want the lady to be mad." The ten year old patted Sharp'i on the head. "It'll be okay, I'll come right back." Sharpo pulled away with some effort. He gave Sharp'i an encouraging smile, and then made his way up to the stage.
Sharp'i just stared after him, feeling powerless.