A/N: Rules of the game: put your playlist on shuffle and write the first thing that comes to mind until the song ends.
I don't own Thunderbirds or any of the songs.
Dance Monkey- Tones and I
It hadn't been intentional. Alan hadn't set out to start a dance party in the middle of the pit, had only wanted to play some music to unwind to, but it had been some sort of siren call to the rest of the island. The beat had resonated throughout the villa, and one by one the occupants had first felt their feet tapping, then their heads nodding, as they swayed and danced to the beat. They had drifted to the main room, to the source of the music, and an impromptu dance party had started.
'Till I Collapse- Eminem
Virgil ran a hand tiredly through his hair, slumping deep into his seat. It had been days of missions, almost back to back, with each of them having to tag one another out in order to ensure that a modicum of rest was achieved, but it wasn't enough. All six of them were exhausted, John's tone becoming more and more terse as he relayed calls to his brothers, and it was taking every ounce of energy they had to get suited up and back out again. Virgil was considering going to bed in his uniform, if only to save a few precious moments, but sleeping in uniform was never a comfortable experience.
Virgil sighed, flicking the last few switches and dragged himself out of his seat. He had almost made it back to his bedroom when the klaxon ran again and John floated into existence once more, and Virgil spun around and trudged back to the pit.
Chop Suey- System of a Down
Kayo had never been one for fussing about appearances. Sure, she was neat and tidy looking, but it was with an air of professionalism, not because she was particularly bothered by how she looked. Her hair was brushed and tied back in a ponytail for functionality and her clothes allowed for optimum movement with minimum noise. One thing she did like, however, was swiping a small amount of foundation, a touch of blush and a flick of mascara. Just a little make up.
World's On Fire- Mike Shinoda
John frowned, staring at the screen below him with the flashing red symbols. Red warning lights had cropped up all around the picture of Earth, turning the usual serene blue to an eery red.
"Eos, can you check our systems? This doesn't look right," he said, using his fingers to spin the world around.
"Everything is operating as it should," Eos reported, her camera zooming over to John. "Is everything okay? Your expression indicates confusion."
"It can't be right. The whole world can't be on fire at once."
Momentz- Gorillaz (feat Del La Soul)
Scott loved his brothers. He really, really did. No one who examined his actions could say otherwise, and 'protective' didn't even begin to cover the way in which he cared for his siblings.
But there were moments, few and far between, where he could quite happily throttle one of them. Especially when they had replaced his regular shampoo with hair dye, then proceeded to rig some sort of feathered pillow contraption above the bathroom door that was activated when the door was opened.
He loved his brothers, but moments like this he hated them.
"GORDON!"
Right Now- Fort Minor (Feat Black Thought & Styles of Beyond)
Right now there was someone screaming as the cables on a bridge started to snap, which would result in the cars plummeting to the icy waters below. Right now there was an earthquake that was causing buildings to start to topple, whilst the shocks that had originated under the sea threatened an underwater laboratory. Right now there were two spaceships on a collision course with each other, with one of them unable to turn due to control malfunctions.
And right now, the Thunderbirds were one their way to each of these locations, offering reassurance and assistance.
What You Need- Bring Me The Horizon
"I'm fine, quit bugging me," grumbled Alan, swatting at Scott's hands that fluttered around him. Scott rolled his eyes.
"If you're so fine, then why do you keep sneezing? Why is your voice so raw?"
"Is not," Alan argued, crossing his arms and puffing his cheeks out, but the cough that bubbled up his throat undermined his insistence somewhat.
"Go to bed Alan," Scott insisted, ushering his youngest brother to the door.
"But people need me! They need help!"
"They'll be fine. What you need right now is rest. Now go to bed or I'll ground you for even longer."
Homemade Dynamite- Lorde
"That's so cool," breathed Alan, his eyes sparkling. Gordon smirked, leaning back in his chair.
"'Course it is."
"And it'll really fly?" Alan asked again, turning his awestruck expression from Gordon to the small model rocket on the kitchen table.
"Should do. Wanna go try?" Gordon asked, and Alan nodded, already scrambling down from the table and walking as fast as he could- he was always being told off for running- to the back door that would lead them into the dusty yard. Gordon scooped up the rocket and hurried after his younger brother, arms full of various store cupboard ingredients.
One explosion later, two young boys with soot covered faces were being met with an exceptionally exasperated Jeff.
"Next time you two do an 'experiment'... get John to help you," he said wearily, letting the two rascals run off to make more mischief.
I Miss You- Blink 182
Long distance relationships sucked. It didn't matter that both Penny and Gordon had the ability to fly across continents at a moment's notice, their demanding schedules meant that it was unusual for them to be able to spend any real time together. The pale glow of their holographic comms that formed the majority of their communication abilities was a poor replacement for the real thing, and Gordon found himself missing Penny more than he ever thought he would, yearning just to hold hands with her.
Carnival- Gorillaz (Feat Anthony Hamilton)
This was the worst mission Scott had ever been on. Somehow, the programme in a haunted house had gone haywire, and it was up to him to make his way through it to rescue the kids that were trapped inside and shut down the programme.
As the figures loomed out at him and the walls and floors swirled around him, causing him to lose his sense of direction, Scott cursed- and not for the first time- the fact that such 'attractions' existed in the first place.
You're Going Down- Sick Puppies
"Any last words, Kayo?" asked Alan, raising his sword and narrowing his eyes.
"I should ask you the same question," Kayo retorted, her expression set. She crouched and in the next moment the two had launched themselves at each other. Metal clanged against metal and sparks flew as the two of them landed. There was hardly time to catch their breath when they were moving again, engaging in a fierce battle…
...that ended abruptly, the battlefield melting away and being replaced with the sterile white walls of the simulation room.
"S- sorry guys! My bad!" Called out Brains, but Kayo smirked.
"No worries, Alan was about to lose anyway."
"Hey!"
Can't Hear You Now- Mike Shinoda
John couldn't hear them. For someone who lived his life in communications, who took calls from all over the world and spoke multiple languages, it was an odd sensation to be away from all the noise and chatter. All the cries for help that normally made up his life had been removed when he had been picked up from Thunderbird 5 by a grim faced Alan and Scott. He was vaguely aware that Eos had sent an emergency transmission to Tracy Island requesting assistance when John had seemed delirious and disoriented, and the bright red rocket of Thunderbird 3 had hurried on up to where Thunderbird 5's pilot had developed some sort of fever, somehow.
None of that mattered now, though. John was in his bed, and he couldn't hear anyone.
Starboy- The Weeknd (Feat Daft Punk)
John had always lived his life in the stars. As a child, his father had spent hours explaining the different constellations and how far away they were and all the intricacies of space, whilst his mother had helped him clear out the attic in order to turn it into a bedroom so that he could be closer to the night sky.
When he was older, a teenager, his weekends were spent at the museum in town, prowling through the science section until he got to the single, small space exhibit. He was there so often that the museum staff had offered him a part time role there, allowing him to share his knowledge with any curious member of the public.
What the Words Meant- Mike Shinoda
The first time Scott heard Jeff Tracy's last recording before 0X had exploded, he thought he had understood, that the ship had exploded with his father along with it. The second time, he had allowed a glimmer of hope to bubble up in his chest that his father might still be alive. This had turned to conviction when Braman was rescued, and a certainty when his dad stopped him from falling off the planetoid.
A/N: I've done a few of these things before for other fandoms, but for me they're super fun and a great exercise when I want to write but not sure what or I have bad writer's block. I may actually go and expand more on the carnival one though, we'll have to see.
Please don't judge me on my music tastes XD
Hodge