Hello all! I've been doing this story for a while now, I concocted the idea in a dream in which my OCs burst into merry song and dance. It was so much fun I decided it was a good idea, no matter how cheesy it is. So I present to you: Mission X the Musical! Please bear with me… love from Nighty. Song Disclaimers: I do not own "So Yesterday" by Hilary Duff, "I'm Not That Girl" from Wicked by Stephen Scwartz,

ACT ONE

Sometimes, when the moon is full and the trees whisper in the night winds, when the birds sleep and the wolves roam, when the eyes flutter in silent dreams and breaths are slow and measured, when hearts leap in happy whirls, things wake up in the darkness, things with masks of joy when in their deepest souls, they cackle. Some things aren't meant to wake up. Some things are best left alone. Things that dance and sing in the fires of Limbo, things that seem happy when in the end, there is only pain and death.

And this something woke up, eyes snapping open in the blackness of Dominique's dreams, something frightful and somehow… beautiful.

Dom's first action of the morning was to walk into the kitchen. Looking around, all she saw was Aaron. "Is he back yet?"

"No," Aaron said, annoyed. "Aquarius is NOT back yet. He was not back yesterday, or the day before that. Stop ASKING."

Dominique sighed. He had left for that mission a week ago and still there was no word. She missed him dreadfully, and she wanted to go out to look for him, but Logan had put his foot down. Aquarius would come back when he came back. She sat down, miserable again. She wished Aquarius would walk up behind her and tug on a curl of her hair, or breathe on her neck, or do any of the funny weird things he did to display affection that made Dom want to hit him. The very fact that she wanted to hit him at all made her love him that much more. He could be silly, and the very next moment, he could be completely serious. Kish could never do that.

She thought about Kish for a second. Ever since Aquarius had been taken out and put into his own body, Kish had changed. He had become cold, almost lifeless, and he acted strangely, wandering around aimlessly like a constant sleepwalker. He snapped randomly at pretty much everyone, and he had so quickly fallen out of love with her. Aquarius seemed to be the person Kish used to be, with some traits Kish never used to have.

Aaron was humming something as Dom emerged from her thoughts. "Why are you humming?" she asked.

"I don't know," he said, putting the milk in the fridge. "Just happy, I guess."

This reminded her of something she had dreamed about the night before, but she shook her head. Silly, she thought. He probably IS just happy, what with his recent engagement to Mina. He was taking care to stay home more often to watch Mina's babies. Megan and Joshua needed a lot of attention, and Mina needed sleep. She smiled to herself. Maybe Aquarius would propose when he got back.

Aaron was walking down the hall when he bumped into Tara. "Oh hi," he said nervously.

"Sorry," she muttered bitterly, looking at him with quite a bit of resentment.

"Listen," he said. "I know you're upset. I know you still love me and all, but you really need to get over it."

"I need to get over it?" she laughed. "Really, Aaron, you are behind the times."

For a moment Aaron wondered where that music was coming from, but was distracted as Tara took out her ponytail, letting it fall over her shoulder in a blonde waterfall, and began to sing.

"You can change your life, you can change your clothes,

If you change your mind, well, that's the way it goes
But I'm gonna keep your jeans and your old black hat
They look good on me, you're never gonna get them back
At least not today, not today, not today 'cause
If it's over, let it go and
Come tomorrow it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
I'm just a bird that's already flown away
Laugh it off let it go and
When you wake up it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
Haven't you heard that I'm gonna be okay
You can say you're bored you can act real tough
You can say you're torn but I've heard enough
Thank you... you made my mind up for me
When you started to ignore me
Do you see a single tear
It isn't gonna happen here
At least not today, not today, not today 'cause
If it's over, let it go and
Come tomorrow it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
I'm just a bird that's already flown away
Laugh it off let it go and
When you wake up it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
Haven't you heard that I'm gonna be okay
If you're over me, I'm already over you
If it's all been done, what is left to do
How can you hang up if the line is dead
If you wanna walk, I'm a step ahead
If you're moving on, I'm already gone
If the light is off then it isn't on
At least not today, not today, not today 'cause

If it's over, let it go and
Come tomorrow it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
I'm just a bird that's already flown away
Laugh it off let it go and
When you wake up it will seem
So yesterday, so yesterday
Haven't you heard that I'm gonna be okay."

She flipped her hair in his face as she stalked off. Aaron watched her go with a stupefied look on his face, wondering what the Hell that was about. Her singing and dancing around with actual music playing from somewhere had seemed normal at the time, but now it seemed odd. She had just told him that she was over him, that was fine, but why in verse?

He shook his head. "Weird," he muttered to himself, continuing down the hallway.

Tara leaned against the wall once she was out of Aaron's sight, sighing sadly. She heard music again and found it perfectly natural to start singing again.
"Hands touch, eyes meet

Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy, but I'm not that girl
Don't dream too far, don't lose sight of who you are
Don't remember that rush of joy
He could be that boy, I'm not that girl
Every so often we long to steal
To the land of what-might-have-been
But that doesn't soften the ache we feel
When reality sets back in
Blithe smile, lithe limb
She who's winsome, she wins him
Red hair with a gentle curl
That's the girl he chose and Heaven knows
I'm not that girl
Don't wish, don't start
Wishing only wounds the heart
I wasn't born for the rose and the pearl
There's a girl I know
He loves her so
I'm not that girl."

Dominique was shaken. She had just gotten home from the mall, where a group of shoppers had burst into song and dance for no apparent reason. Well, there was a reason, Cinnabon was closing early and they were protesting, but she had never seen anything so unnerving. It was bad enough that she had to sit through musicals on the TV when she was still dating Kish, but to see real people doing it was quite strange. She shivered and went into the kitchen, looking for some normalcy.

What she found was Catty and Steven arguing in song. She shuddered again, watching them. It had already spread to the house. She turned on her heal and walked out, closing the door. What had happened to the sanity? Everything she found comfort in, normalcy, stability, constants, were crumbling to dust, and she felt like she was having a mental breakdown. She would soon if the singing didn't stop soon.

"I'm definitely not going to start singing," Ben said firmly at the meeting that night, the members of Mission X and the Professor sitting around the kitchen.

"Tara has," Aaron said.

"We were arguing and it just sort of started to rhyme," Steven said frightfully. "Then Catty started to add vocals at the end of every sentence, and I was dancing and suddenly we were in the middle of a duet…"

"It was really creepy," Catty said. "And we couldn't stop."

"It seems normal when you're singing," Tara shivered. "But then it's over and you're all like, what just happened?"

"Calm down," the Professor said softly, holding up his hand. "Who ELSE started to sing today, besides Catty, Steven and Tara?"

Alaina rose her hand shakily. "I sang," she said, whimpering. "I sang about crosswalks. Everyone was doing it. There was this lady who crossed at the wrong place, and we all started singing, and I had a solo. It was like, crosswaaaaalks, they're really helpful if ya use 'em, it was scary."

"Obviously, there's something wrong here," Kish said, lifting his head from his hands. "I mean, people just don't normally burst into song, right?"

"Duh, stupide," Dom said bitterly.

"Not in here," the Professor warned with a stern look.

"So what do we do about it?" asked Sara nervously. Mina shushed Megan, who had begun to stir in her arms.

"We find out what's causing it, right?" Aaron said. "What's the same every time someone starts singing?"

"We'll have to start watching." Ben said. "I'll keep my eyes peeled."

"Alright, everyone go to bed," the Professor rolled out. "Good night, students. Please try to refrain from singing until morning."

"If someone sings about bedtime, I'm going to pack a bag," Dom said under her breath.

As Ben left, Aaron glanced at Steven. "Bet you ten bucks Ben's gunna sing."

"You got it," Steven laughed.

There it is! Act One. What does everyone think? Cheesy right? Please review!