fandomtownies | Groovy Tunes, Saturday

//I bloody well swear, I'm going to blow you to kingdom come one of these days,// Jonothon muttered, casting an irritated look across the music shop at the stereo. It had been playing best of albums today of its own accord, which had been fine earlier in the day, when it had played Bowie, Metallica, Ella Fitzgerald, and Joni Mitchell as he stocked the shelves. He'd given it a side-eye once it had started to veer into slightly more chirpy territory, though he could cope with Spice Girls or Vitamin C, and even Britney was... not to his taste, but was at least tolerable if it was only the one album. He recognized that sometimes he had to take the bubblegum in stride. He did own a music shop, after all.

But then it started playing the kids' music. And while he could handle the best of Raffi and really didn't mind the best Disney Villain songs as they played through, once the soundtrack for the shop started shifting to slightly more vapid music intended for preschoolers and starring brightly-costumed ensemble casts involving creepy television-hybrid babies and purple dinosaurs, he was looking for a way to get the stereo to shut off and stay that way.

Unplugging it wasn't working. Because of course it wasn't. Why would anything on the island ever do something like make things easy for him, after all?

The Groovy Tunes was open, but beware the exuberant children's music and the irate-looking mutant with smoke curling up around the sides of his face come the end of his shift.

[OOC: Open, and flying without OCD today!]