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Title: If you've never seen Martha Speaks this will make no gotdang sense

Summary: The gang sings the Martha Speaks theme song. Yes, that's it.

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Jo cant help but wonder if its a bit selfish of her to keep collecting babysitting money from the Flores when she fully intended to let Rosa trample all over her hotel room anyway. That's just part of being on the team- though team feels a bit silly now that the rings are gone, but the Kid insists they're still a team, and she's still leader. When she isn't cramming three people and a cat into her place for an afternoon, she's usually being crammed into Kid's trailer or Papa G's little shack. (The Flores' estate is technically an option, but Kid and Rosa tend to play rough, and she can only afford so many broken vases on her paycheck, and she thinks they have more fun playing in the trash art anyway.)

But working wait staff is hard, even in a small town, especially now that the occasional alien stomps in demanding to know the last location of the Stones of Power, so she tucks the extra change away and collapses blearily into the arm of her ratty couch. Tuna purrs into the crook of her elbow as she dozes. He's a good texture, she decides, scritching his chin. Warm and soft and just a bit of weight to keep her grounded.

She wakes to them bellowing along to educational theme songs. Like. Actually bellowing. They all got overexcited when music got involved, and the songs themselves were so dang catchy.

Rosa clapped along as best she could as a familiar yellow dog entered the screen. Papa G filled in the words. "Martha waaas an average dog!" he yodeled about as well as you'd expect.

Kid was jumping and flapping his arms on the cushion beside her, just barely missing her face. "She went- Woof! And- Woof" he made claw hands and leaned towards Rosa jokingly. Rosa squealed with delight. "And- Grrr!"

Tuna, sensing she was awake, leaned up to mutter in her ear. "How's alphabet soup supposed to make a dog talk, anyhow?" He asked, pouting. "Never worked for me."

"That's 'cause it needs all the letters," Rosa hmphed, crossing her arms.

Tuna sucked in a breath and began shaking her arm. "Jolene, I fear Flo has been running a shady alphabet soup con-"

"Shh!"

Papa G was adjusting his glasses, as it to look more scientific. "On the way to Martha's stomach, the letters lost their way. They traveled to her brain and now-"

"SHE'S GOT A LOT TO SAAAA-AY!" they all chimed, Jo at a half awake slush.

"Did we wake you?" Kid had the decency to look a little sheepish.

Yes, Jo thought. "Nah. Keep on stimming."

It was Rosa who took on the hardest part of the ditty, shaking her fists as she copied Martha's breakdown. Some went better than others. "Communicates, enumerates, elucidates, exaggerates, indicates, and explicates, bloviates and overstates, and-" She threw her hands up as Martha panted. "Strangulates!"

There was a pregnant pause.

Jo spluttered into her hand as Papa G shrugged. "She's half-right, I guess."

Author's Note: This was entirely bc I had the song stuck in my head at work and I figured, screw it, it's been awhile since I wrote smth this stupid. I recently found out Martha from Martha Speaks was voiced by the lady who did Princess Luna and I legit have been unable to move on ever since.

-Mandaree1