Year 3000

Locked in his suite, Frank Poole sat cross-legged on the heavily quilted mattress. There were many things on his mind; most of which were thousand year-old memories and questions to bombard Indra with when she finally returned. As he began to sink deeper into his reveries, a firm knock on the door suddenly caught his attention.

Much to his annoyance, the door opened before he could give a reply. "Come in." he mumbled sarcastically.

"How are you doing, Frank?" asked Professor Anderson, ignoring his snide remark.

"Other than the fact that I've been confined to this room for several days, I think I'm doing fine."

"That's good. Indra should be here shortly; if you ask her nicely, she might even take you around the station."

"I'd enjoy it."

"Well... unless there's anything else you need... I guess I'll leave you alone for a while."

He nodded at the professor, but just as Anderson reached for the door, Frank changed his mind. "Actually, do you mind staying here for a while? Or at least, until Indra shows up?"

"Sure. What for?"

"I..." he said slowly, "have something I want to talk to both of you about."

xXx

Still perched on his bed, Frank regarded the two anxious people in front of him with amusement.

"Now, I didn't intend to worry you!" he laughed. "In fact, I thought you'd find this rather entertaining."

Anderson and Indra waited for him to continue.

"Indra, how well-versed are you with the music of the twenty-first century?"

"I'm familiar with a few of the major bands."

"Have you ever heard of the Jonas Brothers?"

Indra shook her head.

"What a shame. They were all the rage (another idiom for you, Indra) before I left for Jupiter... Anyways! They happen to have done a cover of a song titled 'Year 3000'... I don't have a recording of it, unfortunately... but if you'd like to hear it... I could sing it for you."

Like Professor Anderson, Frank did not wait for their answer.

xXx

Frank stood up from where he was sitting and began:

One day when I came home at lunchtime,

I heard a funny noise,

Went out to the backyard to find out if it was,

One of those rowdy boys...

The two observed his endeavors with a mixture of shock and contempt. Indra, in particular, felt as though her ears were being horribly violated.

He said, "I've been to the year 3000,

Not much has changed but they live underwater,

And your great great great granddaughter,

Is pretty fine (pretty fine).

xXx

Frank used up all his remaining energy to belch out the entirety of the song, and when he repeated the chorus for the final time, he collapsed from exhaustion.

Needless to say, he wasn't allowed out for the next few days.

Fin.