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Turtle & Canary -- Thursday

It was one of those days where you just woke up and had the urge to dance. Maron had work though, so she entertained herself by making every movement as graceful as possible as she did her job. It wasn’t until a little while later that she realized that she was singing as she did so:

”Dancing things, painted wings
Things I almost remember,
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December.

Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...

Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...

Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart
Used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...

And a song
Someone sings
Once upon a December...”

Maron clapped her hands over her mouth, blinking in surprise, before turning to Apu. “What was that?”

Some time later, after talking to Turtle, Maron added a sale sign to the window:

On Sale Today!
50% off all throat lozenges and earplugs!

Today’s Squishy Flavors: Snow, Ruby Red, Ebony

Turtle & Canary is Open!

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Who is so very confused!

Turtle was already in town getting her new haircut (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/4162652.html), so she figured she might as well see how Maron was doing at the store, especially since she didn't see her roommate often during cabin times.

When she came into the store, she paused, stopped, waited for music start and, when it didn't, breathed a sigh of relief, hand to her heart, and went on with a nice normal greeting, "Hey, Maron!"

"Hi Turtle!" Maron said, poking her head around one of the aisles where she'd been studying what was in it. "You cut your hair! It's so cute!"

Turtle gave a faint, slightly self-conscious smile as she brought her hands up to the new darkened bob. "Yeah?" she asked. "It was kind of....it's been a weird morning, but I feel like my head is so much clearer now. You really like it?"

Maron gave her a reproving look. "Do you really think I'd say so if I didn't?"

Er.

"But I think it's so cute," she said, nodding. "Was it just an impulse?"

"I've been thinking about it a little," Turtle admitted with a little bit of a shrug. "And today, I just..."

Sang to myself in the mirror and went for it.

"...went for it."

But then it started again, because now Turtle started singing again (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jQQax5AofV8):

"Why don't we turn the clock to zero, honey
I'll sell the stock, we'll spend all the money
We're starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock all the way back
I wonder if she'll take me back
I'm thinking in a brand new way

Turn the clock to zero, sister
You'll never know how much I missed her
I'm starting up a brand new day
Turn the clock to zero, boss
The river's wide, we'll swim across
We're starting up a brand new day

It could happen to you,
Just like it happened to me,
There's simply no immunity
There's no guarantee.
I say love's such a force if you find yourself in it
You need some time for reflection
You say, baby wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a minute, wait a minute
Wait a min--"

She cut herself holding up her hands with a deep breath. "WAIT A MINUTE. Stop."

Pause.

"Okay. There."

Maron stared at her.

"It's not just me?"

Turtle sighed, shoulders sagging. "Totally not just you," she assured Maron. "This sort of thing has happened before. Which reminds me, I want to grab some throat lozenges before I leave; I'll need tomorrow morning."

"That's a good idea!" Maron said, thinking. "Maybe I should put them on sale for the day? For other people, I mean. And thank goodness, I thought I was just--at least singing is pretty and harmless?"

"Definitely a special sale on them," Turtle confirmed with a nod. "And throw a discount on earplugs, too. And, well, mostly harmless. It depends on what's being sung and who's singing it, really."

Maron was just going to have to make this sign now, oh yes, advertising the special.

"Ho--" she thought about it. "Oh. I guess, if it's like, bad lyrics, or something?"

"Bad lyrics," Turtle said with a nod. "Dirty lyrics, mean lyrics, lyrics that say something to someone that you don't necessarily want to..."

Maron's eyes widened. "It just doesn't care at all? How often does it happen?"

"Oh, you know..." Turtle closed her eyes as music started again (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q1VlRqeTkE0), but it was too late now.

"Time after time!"

"If you're lost you can look--and you will find me
time after time
if you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
time after time!"

"Urg."

Maron was trying to stop her giggles, but wasn't that successful at it.

"And it's--"

Oh no.

"Everywhere I go
Every smile I see
I know you are there
Smilin' back at me
Dancin' in the moonlig--"

Maron shook her head, clamping her mouth shut. Oh my God!

"It's not even nighttime, Island!" Turtle shouted incredulously upwards. "Come on!"

She sighed again, shaking her head as she looked at Maron. "So, yeah, welcome to break out into random song day. I should have expected this since I think it's been a while."

Maron covered her mouth and laughed slightly. "I guess I can imagine that everything that happens will happen again?"

"Not everything," Turtle said, "thankfully. Just a lot of the really embarrassing stuff."

"At least embarrassment fades?" she suggested. "So, even if it's miserable, it doesn't last?"

Nodding a little, Turtle sighed, opened her mouth to say one thing, but out came another song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yjBDwqu-lVQ):

"These latter days are growing strange
Crazy ways and constant change
And the lines are drawn that we must cross
Across the board we share the loss
And when you feel the door is open
And it's pullin' you in, yeah, yeah, yeah

Misery loves company
Won't you share what's inside of me
Misery loves company
Won't you share my misery?"

Uh.

"I really don't think that's the right way to be looking at it--" Maron started.

And devolved into song:

"Don't stop, never give up
Hold your head high
and reach the top
Let the world see what you have got
Bring it all back to you!"

Oh, God, oh, God. Turtle couldn't stop it, it was just coming out, and appropriately bubbly, too:

"Hold on to what you try to be
Your individuality
When the world is on your shoulders
Just smile and let it go
If people try to put you down
Just walk on by don't turn around
You only have to answer to yourself!"

Really, the urge to dance was rising--it was a catchy song!--and her grin was a bit pained even as she belted out:

"Don't you know it's true what
they say that life ain't easy
But your time's coming around so
don't you stop trying!

Don't stop, never give up
hold your head high and reach the top
Let the world see what you have got
Bring it all back to you!"

Oh, God, Turtle started bopping around a little. Maybe she could blame it on the new hair cut. It felt cool all bouncy and stuff.

"Dream of falling in love
Anything you've been thinking of
When the world seems to get too tough
Bring it all back to you.

Na na nanananana
Na na nananana.
Na na nanananana.

Bring back! Bring back, na na na!"

Maron gave a little spin and a sort of boogie, giving in because really, how could she not?

"Don't you know it's true what they say
Things happen for a reason
But your time is coming around
So don't you stop trying!"

And, suddenly, there were beach balls bouncing around, loosed from a display not too far away, and Turtle couldn't refuse picking one up and tossing it around any more than she could refuse singing out with a little shimmy.

"Don't stop, never give up
Hold your head high and reach the top
Let the world see what you have got
Bring it all back to you
Dream of falling in love
Anything you've been thinking of
When the world seems to get too tough
Bring it all back to you!"

OHGODMAKEITSTOP!

Maron was actually dancing now, moving around the beach balls with grace as she continued the song.

"Hey, yeah, yeah

Don't stop, never give up
Hold your head high and reach the top
Let the world see what you have got
Bring it all back to you
Dream of falling in love
Anything you've been thinking of
When the world seems to get too tough
Bring it all back to you!"

Turtle's mouth opened to continue with a little bit more, but instead of singing, she forced herself to take in a deep breath instead of letting any words out. And then she very pointedly closed her mouth and kept it closed, with a stomp of her foot as if stomping the music to a stop.

Maron just...

Dissolved into giggles, stopping and looking at the beach balls scattered around.

Turtle tried to keep stern and professional about the whole thing herself, but, really, with Maron giggling like that and all the beach balls around them, and even just the feel of the song, she was chuckling, too.

"Okay," she said, "and, overall, I mean, as far as weird things go, you could do a lot worse."

She nodded, eyes bright.

"It's kind of fun," she said, with a laugh. "Even with a bit of a mess made--do you think they got loose just because of the song?"

Turtle inspected the balls at their feet, before giving on a light punt. She winced slightly as it bounced off the head of the SquishyBot, but she was grinning. "I think there's a good chance the song had something to do with it, yeah. And it could be worse. At least it was beach balls that fell and not something like bottles of sunscreen or something that'd make a real mess."

Maron knelt and scooped up a ball that was bright pink and green and tossed it in the air only to catch it again.

"So glad for that," she said vehemently. "I mean, I don't mind cleaning at all, but a mess like that? Would take the whole day."

"A mess like that," Turtle grinned, "you put Apu on the job."

Maron stared at her a bit reproachfully. "Even if we caused it?"

"I gotta pay him to do something, right?"

Maron considered that.

"This is true..." she said, then brightened. "And it wasn't like we meant to do it!"

"Exactly!" Turtle agreed. "And, besides, they're just beach balls. Super easy to clean."

She laughed and held up her hands. "You've convinced me!" Maron said. "I won't try to clean them up."

With Apu!

Heeeee.

...darn it, now you've earwormed me. I love that song so much, I put the Spanish version on my playlist for Anemone.

*wanders off humming*

Spanish version? *looks hopeful* Could you possibly please tell me who it's by, etc. so I can try to track it down?

It's from the Spanish dub of the movie... I think I downloaded it off Mininova. *pokes file info* I think the singer is 'Thalia,' and they translated the title as 'Una Vez En Diciembre'.

Let me know if you don't find it, and I'll upload it for you when I get home on Sunday.

Thanks! That will help me track it down a lot faster :)

My laugh is an evil laugh. Mwahahaha!

(And definitely seconding the request for information for locating the Spanish version! Please?)

DON'T EARWORM ME IN CLASS. IT IS MEAN.

*points up* Pretty sure I got it on Mininova, but let me know if you don't find it.

*looks innocent* But it's such a nice song! Obviously that makes earworming you a nice thing to do!

Thank youuuu!

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