☮ 002. ((audio))

[delincuente]

Who: Alex Russo and you
Broadcast: Most definitely fleet-wide!
Action: SS Paisley
When: Saturday night

[Just before midnight on Saturday, the network picks up what may or may not be a familiar sound - the click of a cassette tape 'PLAY' button, a couple seconds of bumpy white noise, and then -

This very fitting song, in its marvelous entirety.

Oh, the things you find in a novelty shop on a foreign star system. Alex is eternally grateful, even if the fleet at large isn't. And when has she not found joy in driving people mad?]

Comments

[delincuente]

One of those trashy novelty stores. It called to me.

[geonomy]

[Thankfully this is audio only, otherwise she'd be seeing him doing lame dance moves to the song. It's trashy and he loves it, even though it's way before his time.]

You could just hear the sounds of the space jam calling to you, eh?

[delincuente]

Of course I could. This song is part of who I am.

[Said in a false serious voice.]

[geonomy]

You too? You've accepted the Space Jam into your life?

[He says it in a false serious way, too. ... But then he has to just:]

Hey! You! Whatcha gonna do?! Hey! You! Whatcha gonna do?! Hey! You! Whatcha gonna do?! Hey! You! Whatcha gonna do?!

[delincuente]

I have! I've excepted my saviors, Murray and Jordan, into my heart!

[She nearly shouts it over his contributive space chanting.]

Party people in the house lets go
It's your boy "Jayski" a'ight so
Pass that thing and watch me flex
Behind my back, you know what's next!

[geonomy]

[And he does, indeed, know what's next.]

To the jam, all in your face
Wassup, just feel the bass!
Drop it, rock it, down the room
Shake it, quake it, space kaboom!
Just work that body, work that body
Make sure you don't hurt nobody!
Get wild and lose your mind
Take this thing into over-time!