The streets of Fandom; Thursday Afternoon

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Okay, so the whole singing thing was weird. Really, really weird. And slightly embarrassing. Only slightly. He had a good singing voice, after all.

"Of course I have a good singing voice. I'm Chuck Bass," he said to himself. "I'm good at everything."

Well since you think you're so good, how about another song, hmm?



Please allow me to introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
I've been around for long, long years
Stole many man's soul and faith

And I was 'round when Jesus Christ
Had his moment of doubt and pain
Made damn sure that Pilate
Washed his hands and sealed his fate

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game

I stuck around St. Petersburg
When I saw it was a time for a change
Killed the Czar and his ministers
Anastasia screamed in vain

I rode a tank
Held a general's rank
When the blitzkrieg raged
And the bodies stank

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guess my name, oh yeah
Ah, what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah

I watched with glee
While your kings and queens
Fought for ten decades
For the gods they made

I shouted out,
"Who killed the Kennedys?"
When after all
It was you and me

Let me please introduce myself
I'm a man of wealth and taste
And I laid traps for troubadours
Who get killed before they reached Bombay

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, oh yeah, get down, baby

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah
But what's confusing you
Is just the nature of my game

Just as every cop is a criminal
And all the sinners saints
As heads is tails
Just call me Lucifer
'Cause I'm in need of some restraint

So if you meet me
Have some courtesy
Have some sympathy, and some taste
Use all your well-learned politesse
Or I'll lay your soul to waste, yeah

Pleased to meet you
Hope you guessed my name, yeah
But what's puzzling you
Is the nature of my game, get down...



Chuck smirked as soon as he stopped singing. "Goddamn, I love that song."

[Well I just had to. Open, naturally]

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[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel had finally decided to leave the church grounds, postulating that perhaps the area was actually cursed, and that was the reason for the former leader's precipitous departure.

Poor, deluded angel.

"Clearly, there is something very wrong in this town."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, no kidding," Chuck said, still coming down from his post-musical high. "You singing too?"

It was going to take him a moment to picture that.

[scruffnfeathers]

Yes. Yes he was.

"The sermon this morning . . . did not go as planned," Castiel said by way of answer. "I had thought perhaps it was just the church grounds."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"It's everywhere. I told you this place was weird," Chuck said. "At least this is actually fun. Well. Kind of fun."

That first song this morning had him admitting things he'd rather Emmett and Riggins not know.

[scruffnfeathers]

"It's inappropriate and undignified," said Castiel. He actually seemed mildly concerned about this. "I can only assume that I am affected as a side effect of my host body."

Somewhere deep inside, Jimmy was terribly offended by that.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Yeah right, you're probably just pissy because you're not a good singer or something," Chuck said. Not everybody could be as talented as him. Sad, really.

[scruffnfeathers]

[Nonsense, I'm sure Misha has a lovely voice. . . .]

"I have the voice," Castiel said, without even a trace of irony or even pomposity, "of an angel."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Prove it," Chuck challenged.

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel took a deep breath.

"No," he said.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

...Fiona was out and about today, since she didn't have much to do. But hysterical laughter was probably not the reaction Chuck was expecting from her.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Don't be jealous because I'm a great singer," Chuck said. Because that had been totally awesome.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She shook her head, still giggling, eyes wide.

"Not your voice-" she got out between the laughter.

The song. Oh God, why was someone singing about being her dad?

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Hey, hey. I'm sure there are people singing more embarrassing stuff out there," he said. The thought of that almost made him want to go around with a camera.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

She shook her head.

No, no, that totally took the cake for her.

"What is that song? Who--" she giggled again "just tell me: is the singer named Louis?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Noooooo. It's Mick Jagger," he said. "Of The Rolling Stones."

Jeez. What were they teaching people at this school? Obviously not the right stuff.

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Snicker. Snicker giggle.

"Then I totally have to call my dad."

Yes, the reason this was funny was only known to her and a few other people on the island, but that didn't make it any less funny. Mostly because she could totally believe Louis singing those lines. Totally.

"Thanks, Chuck."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Glad to help." He had no idea what was so amusing still but, whatever. Maybe she'd expose herself to good music.

[thatsamilkshake]

Well of course the only route from school to the art store would be one that had Chuck Bass in the middle of it. Of course. Chuck Bass looking incredibly pleased with himself, not that Francine could think of any time when he hadn't.

She ought to be pissed at him, but to get there she'd have to pass mortified and she'd call you from the retirement home when that happened. The best she could manage was a short, awkward glance at him before she broke eye contact. "Chuck."

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"Francine." Why is it whenever people told him to stay away from someone that someone found him first?

[thatsamilkshake]

Because he was Chuck Bass?

"You--" Really, seriously, where was that sentence even going? And shouldn't it be starting with I, as in I think you suck, I feel like an idiot because of you, I still kind of want you to tell me some lie about how it wasn't your fault and make me believe it?

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

One would hope that Francine wasn't quite that naive to believe another one of his lies. Not even Chuck got that lucky.

"Me..." Chuck said with a nod, trying to encourage her. She really should get it out, even if it would have no effect on him.

[thatsamilkshake]

Are a jerk, Francie. Say 'are a jerk.'

"Did you ever like me at all?" Somewhere Gloria Steinem was facepalming.

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Okay, that made him feel a little bad. Mostly because he figured no one cared if he liked them or not.

"Yes, Francine. Of course I did--do," he said. Which just made it worse.

[thatsamilkshake]

"For anything besides being gullible and able to cook?"

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

"You give good lap dances too." What? That was a big compliment! Do you know how many lap dances he's received in his life? A lot!