Blood Gulch Blues
Track Six "Don't Fear the Reaper by Blue Oyster Cult"
(Translated from Spanish...cause I know not everyone knows it...)
I could hear it. It made my circuits cringe. The stupid humans were singing. Even I couldn't escape it. It traveled into ever nook and cranny in this canyon. I was working on the Warthog that they managed to blow-up again when I heard it. It first started with the Orange one. Then the others followed suit. It was like an epidemic. Let's just hope I don't get pulled into it.
Hmmm...I wonder if the Sergeant put any music in my data. Wait! What am I saying? I don't need music. Unless...
Three Four Main Objectives:
Fix Everything
Hate the Orange One.
Call Mom more often.
Hate the Orange One's Girlfriend.
Nope. No need for music.
Damn my curiosity chip. I found myself scanning my systems for any sign of instrumental sounds. Ah, here's one. Don't...Fear the...Reaper. Don't Fear the Reaper. Sounds interesting. NO! I need to stop. There, I fulfilled my curiosity. Now stop. Ok, fixing the Warthog. I should add this nut here, and maybe it will stop rattling, and if I bang on this tube it makes an interesting little song.
Oh no. It's taking me over, too. I can't escape it! Need...to...concentrate...on...Warthog.
"All our times have come..."
………….Son of a Bitch. I somehow started the song without actually noticing. It has taken me over. Can't...resist...music.
"Here, but now they're gone. Seasons don't fear the reaper." I continued. It was actually pretty good. It made my work easier and more enjoyable. I heard Sheila come alongside and sit there...watching as I worked. I should stop the music now. Now how do I do that! Damn, I need a manual!
"Come on. Baby...Don't Fear the Reaper..." I muttered, hoping to hide my foolishness from Sheila. I really need that manual. Must not sing in front of...Sheila. I could feel my wires heat up. Oh, here comes the sweating. Maybe if I just don't look, she won't notice.
"Baby, I'm your man..." I found myself singing out. Oh no...not now. YES! There it is. Turned off. Whew...Now, just fix the jeep. Ignore Sheila. She didn't notice. Oh good. She isn't saying anything. Now, where was my wrench?
Track Seven "Dream by The Cranberries"
"Baby, I'm your man..." Oh, how sweet. I always knew what a wonderful man Lopez was. He was singing so sweetly. Seeing as he was busy, I left him to his work. I'll visit him tomorrow. As I headed back, I had a strange urge to listen to my own songs. Luckily I had some entertainment built into my systems so I wouldn't go crazy...even though I was simply a tank AI. I flipped through the songs and came across one. Dream. I liked dreams, and dreaming. This seemed perfect.
Oh! I know this song. I started humming its melody quietly as I headed back to my base.
"...changing everyday, every possible way." The words seemed to flow naturally. It was a peaceful tune, perfect for the day. Driving over the hill, I saw the base in the distance...faintly sad for being on the team opposite of Lopez.
"And now I tell you openly, you have my heart so don't hurt me..." The sun shone upon my armor and glowed. I tried to glance back at Lopez as I left him. I felt like Juliet...I was in love with someone I couldn't be in love with. If only things we're different.
"…never quite as it seems, cause you're a dream to me...dream to me." I sung sadly, knowing he was simply a dream. I was Juliet and he was my Romeo. Am I getting to mushy? Maybe I was being silly. I hummed the tune as I stopped at my base. Caboose stood outside waiting.
"Where have you been Sheila?" He asked suspiciously. He glanced at the way I had come and back to me. I simply continued to sing my song. He pouted slightly, and looked a little hurt. But it would never work between us. I as an AI...he was a human. He turned back into base without another word as I sang.
"Impossible to ignore...impossible to ignore." I turned to face red base and watched the sun set behind it. In due time...my Lopez will come to me in due time. All I could do was wait. My Romeo...
Ok, now I know I'm getting to mushy. Well, I guess its ok to be silly and in love once in a while. I finished humming the song as the music died.
Now, I should go do something else before anyone else sees me like this. Wouldn't be good for everyone to know that I'm a softy...I am a Tank after all.
Track Eight "Dragostea din Tei by O-Zone"
Sheila. How could you? How could yoooooou? This is so unfair. She left me for the...mechanical...thing. You knew I loved you. You betrayed me.
All these words passed through my mind as I headed back to my room. I couldn't tell her any of these things. It would be hurtful and I know what it feels like to be hurt. I must get this out of my mind. I...need…happiness. I know!
I ran the rest of the way to my room, grinning. I slammed the door and turned up my radio.
"Numa Numa ai ay! Numa Numa ai ay!" I sang loudly. I was good. I was always good at this song. My mother said I was. It made me happy. I hopped around my room, singing at the top of my lungs. This made me feel better. Who cares about Sheila?
Wait...I DON'T care about Sheila. I remember...there was a girl. At home. She liked me. The only girl who ever liked me. I will marry her. Yes. Perfect.
"Mi Ya Hi! Mi Ya Who! Mi Ya Hah! Mi Ya Haha!" I burst out happily. She will be Mrs. Caboose. Yes, I like it. I don't need Sheila. I knew this song would make me happy. My music clicked off and I turned around to face Church. He looked oddly at me. I don't know why. He always looked oddly at me.
"Guess what! Guess! GUESS!" I asked him, smiling. He blinked...opened his mouth. Then closed it again. Then opened it. He looked kind of like my fish back at home.
"Ummm...You. Are. Going...I have no clue. What?"
"I...am getting married. Me! I am."
"...Sheila?"
"No. No. It is Steph. My next door neighbor. Yes, Her."
He rolled his eyes and exited the room. Yes. I will get married. The milk will not be free. But I don't care. I was happy. I restarted my music and continued my song.
"Allo! Salute! Blah blah blah blah-blah blah. Feta Cheta!"