Title: This I-man's Gone to Heaven.
Author: AriellaGiselle
Rating: PG
Distribution: My site, IMFanfic List, Fanfiction.net; anyone else, just ask.
Category: Humor, General
Summary: Darien has a song stuck in his head.
Spoilers: Nope
Author's notes: Inspired by the song "This Monkey's Gone to Heaven" by The Pixes. This was just a shortie-type thing to get my mind off of more depressing things... I needed to churn it out before I could get down to more serious writing like "Silence". Some light, fluffy fun stuff before I get dark and angsty again.
Disclaimer: I own nothing as usual. Invisible Man belongs to Stu Segal Productions and SciFi.
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"If man is five, then the Devil is six, and God is seven."
"This Monkey's Gone to Heaven" by The Pixies
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Darien sang softly to himself, "If man is five, if man is five." The song had been lodged in his head all morning and it was starting to get on his nerves.
"What are ya singing there, partner?" Bobby Hobbes asked from his place in the driver's seat.
"What? Oh, nothing. Just this song I've had stuck in my head all day."
"Yeah? I hate that. What song?"
"An old 80's song. By The Pixes I think."
"Oh, yeah? You listen to the Pixies?"
"It was on the radio. I used to be into 'em. Why?"
"Oh, well, Viv used to listen to them. She really liked some of that punk music."
"She did or you did?"
"Okay, fine, say what ya want, ok?"
"Hey, I like The Pixies. They had some good stuff."
"Yeah."
"What else are ya hiding from me, buddy? What are ya holding out?"
"I'm not hiding nothing. I'm just a private type guy."
"Mm-hmm."
***A few minutes later...***
Darien sang softly, "Then the Devil is six, then the Devil is six."
"Stop it, will ya? I'm gonna have that stuck in *my* head by the time we get to the office."
"Sorry, man. It's really starting to bug me, though."
"Here. Turn on the radio. Maybe that'll get it un-stuck, partner."
"Yeah, fine. No, eh, crappy song, freaky deejays, ack, frightening listeners, ah here's a good song."
"Huh, what have you got me listening to, partner?"
"Oh, it's the new one by The Offspring. 'Original Prankster' or something."
"No, no, change it. I can't stand that song. It sucks, man!"
"Fine. I'll just turn it off."
"Fine."
***A few minutes later... At the Agency...***
Bobby sang softly, "Then God is seven, then God is seven." He stopped and looked at his lanky compadre.
"Damn it, Fawkes!"
FIN~
Author: AriellaGiselle
Rating: PG
Distribution: My site, IMFanfic List, Fanfiction.net; anyone else, just ask.
Category: Humor, General
Summary: Darien has a song stuck in his head.
Spoilers: Nope
Author's notes: Inspired by the song "This Monkey's Gone to Heaven" by The Pixes. This was just a shortie-type thing to get my mind off of more depressing things... I needed to churn it out before I could get down to more serious writing like "Silence". Some light, fluffy fun stuff before I get dark and angsty again.
Disclaimer: I own nothing as usual. Invisible Man belongs to Stu Segal Productions and SciFi.
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~*~*~
"If man is five, then the Devil is six, and God is seven."
"This Monkey's Gone to Heaven" by The Pixies
~*~*~
{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}{*}
Darien sang softly to himself, "If man is five, if man is five." The song had been lodged in his head all morning and it was starting to get on his nerves.
"What are ya singing there, partner?" Bobby Hobbes asked from his place in the driver's seat.
"What? Oh, nothing. Just this song I've had stuck in my head all day."
"Yeah? I hate that. What song?"
"An old 80's song. By The Pixes I think."
"Oh, yeah? You listen to the Pixies?"
"It was on the radio. I used to be into 'em. Why?"
"Oh, well, Viv used to listen to them. She really liked some of that punk music."
"She did or you did?"
"Okay, fine, say what ya want, ok?"
"Hey, I like The Pixies. They had some good stuff."
"Yeah."
"What else are ya hiding from me, buddy? What are ya holding out?"
"I'm not hiding nothing. I'm just a private type guy."
"Mm-hmm."
***A few minutes later...***
Darien sang softly, "Then the Devil is six, then the Devil is six."
"Stop it, will ya? I'm gonna have that stuck in *my* head by the time we get to the office."
"Sorry, man. It's really starting to bug me, though."
"Here. Turn on the radio. Maybe that'll get it un-stuck, partner."
"Yeah, fine. No, eh, crappy song, freaky deejays, ack, frightening listeners, ah here's a good song."
"Huh, what have you got me listening to, partner?"
"Oh, it's the new one by The Offspring. 'Original Prankster' or something."
"No, no, change it. I can't stand that song. It sucks, man!"
"Fine. I'll just turn it off."
"Fine."
***A few minutes later... At the Agency...***
Bobby sang softly, "Then God is seven, then God is seven." He stopped and looked at his lanky compadre.
"Damn it, Fawkes!"
FIN~