The Roof, Wednesday evening

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After witnessing an giant squid sing, and hearing snatches of song around the town, Scully was fairly certain oddness was happening again today. So she was avoiding people, up on the roof, and looking through a telescope.

Satellite in my eyes
like a diamond in the sky
How I wonder
Satellite
strung from the moon
and the world your balloon...

Scully blinked. Because even if she felt compelled to sing? That still didn't mean she could carry a tune in a bucket.

[open as a roof often is!]

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[notmyownage]

Claudia had spent most of her day in her room, attempting to help Artie navigate the archaic Warehouse computer system via Farnsworth without bursting into song.

It had been a near thing, and mostly involved slamming the Farnsworth shut every time the music swelled, but she'd pretty much managed it.

In return for Fandom letting her get through the day without convincing Artie yet again that she was hiding an artifact in her dorm room, she figured she'd come up to the roof with her guitar and sing for awhile.

"Hey, Scully. It's song day again, huh?"

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"I hate song day," Scully grumped. "I can't sing. Even today." She grimaced. "What did you la la la about?"

[notmyownage]

"Mostly, being frustrated by Artie the surly luddite. I swear, given his own way, the man would just walk around with an abacus."

Oh look, there came some crashing chords.

Abacus, haunting me!
Abacus, watching me!
Abacus, haunting me!
Abacus, watching me!

And it all plays out
And it always comes around
The message fades but the mess prevails
You reckless thing leaving you in our hands!

". . . Okay, I'm not sure that last bit even had anything to do with Artie."

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Scully blinked, and applauded, smiling slightly. "No, but it's still a great song." She paused and said, "I'd probably sing about

Pathological monsters!
cried the terrified mathematician
Every one of them a splinter in my eye
I hate the Peano Space and the Koch Curve
I fear the Cantor Ternary Set
The Sierpinski Gasket makes me wanna cry
And a million miles away a butterfly flapped its wings
On a cold November day a man named Benoit Mandelbrot was born--"

Off-key. Yup. Some things didn't change. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lIlwFpz9s_I)

[notmyownage]

"Woah." That was about all Claudia had to say about that one. She held up her guitar. "I was thinking we could outwit it by singing stuff on purpose? I could go with something shouty for you."

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"Please," Scully said through her teeth. "Anything to get it under some kind of control."

[notmyownage]

Claudia nodded and started tuning her guitar. "Any requests?"

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"Not country," Scully said, then added, "And keep in mind, the 80's have bad hair memories for me."

You don't want to know what she looked like in 1980, Claudia. No, really.

[notmyownage]

"Sooooooo no New Wave? I really don't know what I know that you'd know."

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"New Wave is fine. Just no Madonna or Boy Bands." Scully shuddered in memory. "Or Rick Astley. I'll never get that damn song out of my head if I have to sing it."

[notmyownage]

"He's that guy from the youtube video, right?"

Yep.

Claudia mulled it over for a few moments, then started picking a few notes on the guitar. She frowned, tried a different combination, then nodded to herself. "Here we go." It wasn't easy to try to get a guitar to play like a synthesizer.

"You may find yourself living in a shotgun shack!" she yelled. "And you may find yourself in another part of the world!"

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Scully's smile widened, mostly in relief. "And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile," she shouted out. "And you may find yourself in a beautiful house! With a beautiful wife!"

Thank God. No singing!

[notmyownage]

Claudia paused in guitar playing to throw her hands in the air. "And you may ask yourself, well, how did I get here?"

And here came the singing part. "Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down,
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground."

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At least it was relatively simple melody? And kind of limited?

Into the blue again, after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime, water flowing up river."

Then back to the talking, and Scully was almost kind of getting into it. It helped that this was a good song. And Claudia had picked it, it hadn't burst forth uninvited.

And yes, she could really, really identify with these lyrics.

"And you may ask yourself:
How do I work this?
And you may ask yourself:
Where is that large automobile?"

[notmyownage]

Claudia didn't entirely get the song, but it was a lot of fun.

"And you may tell yourself 'this is not my beautiful house',
And you may tell yourself 'this is not my beautiful wife!"

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Just as well; Scully had that weird double-vision going, of having not quite understood it so well when she was in her twenties, and now understanding it a whole lot better.

Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again -after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime
water flowing up-river--

Especially this part, spoken in a monotonous rhythm:

Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was...Same as it ever was... Same as it ever was....

[notmyownage]

Claudia mostly liked to bop around and yell the -- to her -- kind of nonsensical lyrics.

"Water dissolving! And water removing!
There is water at the bottom of the ocean!"

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"Carry the water at the bottom of the ocean
Remove the water at the bottom of the ocean!"

Scully got up and started to sing along to the chorus, laughing. What else could she do?