These Dreams…

By: Seuss Fan

(Note: I do not own Repo! or any of its characters. So, Terrance Zdunich and Darren Smith please do not sue me! Also, anything written in italics indicates singing.)

Chapter 3: Mark it up …

Sasha no longer needed to consult any of her friends. She knew that something was up. Never before in her life did she have two dreams that occurred in the same setting. In order to answer her list of questions Sasha decided to take matters into her own hands.

"You want to become a psychology major?"

"Why not?"

"Cause it's ridiculous!"

"What, you're saying I can't do it?"

"No, Sash. You're probably one of the smartest people I know and could succeed in anything you put your mind too. I just think your reasoning is stupid."

"What's wrong with my reasoning?"

"It was a dream Sasha!"

"Well, two dreams oc…"

"Ok, fine. Two dreams. But still that doesn't mean that by studying the human mind you're going to find out the reason why you had two bizarre dreams a year apart from each other!"

"First, please make that vein in your neck stop pulsating. Ok, second, I know I sound like a lunatic but I know what I'm doing. Maybe it would be a better idea to go to a therapist or something but all that would do is make me hate my parents even more for my shitty life. I need real answers and in order to get them I have to take care of things myself."

"Fine, Sash. Do what you want. But I'm telling you you're not going to get very far."

"Whatever, Jim. I'll see you around."

"Bye."

Sasha spent the next few months of her life doing research. Her professors just thought she was dedicated, but Sasha knew the truth. She knew the explanation she craved was out there, just waiting for her to grasp it. As Sasha dove deeper and deeper into her quest for knowledge she found an unlikely partner in crime.

" What you got there?"

"Just some research."

"On?"

"Dreams."

"Been having scary nightmares?"

"No. Are you aware that you're an annoying passerby?"

"Yes. Now turn away from the computer so I can properly introduce myself."

Sasha turned to see a perky redhead standing in front of her.

"The name's Riley."

"I'm Sasha."

"You're not very friendly are you Sasha?"

"I'm busy."

"Excusez moi Ms. PMS."

"What did you call me?"

"I better leave before you bite my head off. See you around Sash."

"Goodbye, pain in my ass."

Much to Sasha's dismay Riley didn't leave her alone. Every time Sasha settled down to work in the library Riley was right behind her.

"What do you want?"

"To be your friend."

"Oh. So you make friends by stalking someone until l they eventually give in and decide to start hanging out with you voluntarily."

"Basically, yeah."

"You're strange."

"Thank you. So, what are we working on today?"

"More dream research."

" You must be obsessed with dreams, huh."

"I have my reasons."

"Can I hear some of these reasons?"

"No."

"Why not?"
"Fine. I guess I know you well enough now."

Sasha told Riley about her dreams of Graverobber and Blind Mag. At the end of Sasha's tale Riley stared her new friend's face; bewildered beyond belief.

"What weird dreams?"

"I know, right."

"Where did they take place?"

"I have no idea."

"Sounds like they happened in the future."

"I guess."

" So, these freaky dreams are the sole reason you're a psyche major."

"That's right."

"But what happens if you discover the answer to your dream problem before you graduate?"

"Hadn't thought about that. I guess I'll just switch back to undecided."

"That doesn't sound like fun."

" I'm not a very fun person."

"Yeah, I've noticed."

That night Sasha slept soundly. It had been the first night in a long time that she had gotten any rest. The deeper she fell into slumber the closer she came to another encounter with the world of Gene Co.

When she opened her eyes Sasha found herself once again standing beneath the pitched black sky and floating Gene Co billboard.

"It's been six months too long." Sasha said to herself as she walked about the streets aimlessly waiting for further instructions.

Just like in the past Sasha was hit with a new name.

"My name is Belinda."

Belinda continued to walk along the streets until she remembered her history. Belinda was born in Italy and lived there until she was nine. As she grew up she became obsessed with medicine. Upon graduating college Belinda was presented with the opportunity of a lifetime: to become a Gentern. She was currently on her way to her first day of training. She was so excited that it was hard to prevent her legs from shaking.

" Good morning ladies." said Rotti Largo as he walked up and down the line of prospective Genterns.

"Before send you to do your training I have a few words to share with you. Your job is one of the most important careers in the world. Once you go out into the workforce you will be responsible for assisting doctors with transplants, applying skin graphs, and most importantly, helping my sons, Luigi and Pavi, take inventory on the new and repossessed organs. During your training you will go through a series of rotations in each area. However, if you do not match the high standards we have set you will be expelled from the program. Now, ladies I wish you good luck and let your training begin."

As Rotti finished his last sentence the doors to the laboratory opened to reveal a surgery in progress.

"Here goes nothing." Belinda though to herself as she walked hesitantly through the large metallic doors.

Belinda spent the next few months watching transplants and skin graph procedures. She made a few friends and passed every test. Things seemed simple and peaceful. But Belinda's teachers were not the only ones observing her. On her first day of training Pavi Largo was busy stealing another face behind the Geneco building when he saw Belinda walk by. He had seen many gorgeous women throughout his life but this girl beat them all. Since that first day he had been stalking her every move. Why not just flirt with her and steal her face? This girl was different. She not only had the most beautiful face Pavi had ever seen she was also Italian. All his life Pavi had dreamed of meeting a woman who reflected his heritage. He knew that he needed to make Belinda his own.

After three months of stalking Pavi decided it was time for him to introduce himself.

"Hello Miss Da Rocci."

"Um, hello."

"You're probably wondering who I am. Lemme introduce myself. I am Pavi Largo.

"Oh, nice to meet you, Pavi.I've heard a lot about you."

"The pleasure is all mine." Pavi responded as he reached down to kiss Belinda's hand.

"What a gentleman. I'm sorry I'd love to stay and talk but I have to go home and make dinner."

"Let your Mama worry about the meatballs. Have some fun. Stay here."

"I'd love to but it's… wait how did you know I was going to make meatballs?"

"Uh, scuzzi, scuzzi, scuzzi. I forgot I have an appointment. We talk tomorrow, si?"

"Um…"

Before Belinda could respond Pavi had disappeared.

"What a strange but slightly sexy man." Belinda thought as she began her walk home.

Over the next few weeks Pavi began "accidentally" bumping into Belinda. As a result his face stealing started to drastically decrease. In fact, his entire demeanor changed. No longer was he a vain, self-centered rapist. He had now become a vain, self-centered rapist in love. Belinda influenced every move he made. The last thing he wanted to do was drive her away. Although he tried his best eventually the change in his behavior was revealed to his family. While Rotti tried to concentrate on preventing his business from falling into the hands of incapable gooneys Pavi's siblings were having a field day.

Pavi, why you swooning

Why you mooning over some girl?

I've never seen you so obsessed

I really am impressed

Who knew you could put down your mirror for so long

Mock if you must

For other girls I still do lust

But when were my interests your business anyway, brother

If your sister may interject

I have but one small request

How bout you leave this whore alone

What!

She's seems too perky to be your type

With her prissy little grin

On second thought she'll be perfect for you

Hooking up with her'll be easier than doing you in

Please stop it!

What have I ever done?

Sister, you wanna start or should I

No, please she's just another girl

Like you said Amber she's a whore

Another face to steal

No kissing

Just stealing nothing more

Children, shut up!

Yes, geezer/daddy/papa

As the torments continued Pavi's feelings for Belinda continued to grow. True, fallintg in love wasn't his style but he couldn't resist committing a personality faux paw. Belinda on the other hand was frightened by Pavi's actions. Although, she enjoyed being fawned over she couldn't help but feel tempted to use her mace every time Pavi talked to her. She tried to be nice and reciprocate his feelings but she just wasn't that good of a liar. The best option, Belinda concluded, was to kindly give Pavi the hint that she wasn't interested. If that didn't work, she'd get the hell out of town.

To match Pavi's intense feelings the Genterns began their rotation in the organ stockroom. During the time she spent their Belinda kept a close eye on Pavi's every move. But, to her surprise Pavi was relatively calm. He didn't appear to be sick or depressed.

"Maybe he's just gotten over me." Belinda thought to herself as she continued counting the hearts in front of her.

In actuality, Pavi was trying reverse psychology. He had noticed how his over active behavior was scaring Belinda. If he really wanted to be with her he would try to get her to reciprocate his feelings. Since laying everything on the line was out of the question the method Pavi could come up with was to play hard to get. If this didn't work he would have to take more drastic measures.

Just like Pavi had planned Belinda started to pay more attention to him. Every day before she began her daily rotations she checked to make sure Pavi was okay. She started leaving homemade cannolis and biscotti for him with "Let's Talk" notes attached to them.

"My plan is working!" Pavi thought to himself as he shoved a piece of today's biscotti into his mouth.

Pavi decided to take Belinda up on her offer and set up a meeting for the two of them to talk.

"After today, she's mine." Pavi said quietly to himself as he finished getting dressed.

As usual Belinda had a different agenda than Pavi. She thought that her little hints had finally gotten to him and by him acknowledging her request he was trying to say that he was ready to talk about the sudden change in his behavior.

"I'm just going to clear the air. I'm not getting hooked on this guy. I can't get attached to him. Just make sure he's okay, tell him where you stand, then walk away." Belinda said to herself as she grabbed her purse and headed out the door.

Belinda walked into the reception area with her head held high only to find Pavi waiting with bouquets of red roses.

"Pavi, I think there's been a misunderstanding…"

"What misunderstanding my dear? I've heard you loud and clear…"

My Cara Mia

Don't you fret

No need to keep your feelings quiet

If your heart flutters

When you're near me just pucker

Up, don't be afraid of me

"Shit. How do I get myself out of this?" Belinda whispered to herself as Pavi began to walk closer towards her.

I know these feelings are new

I understand what you're going through

But you can trust me

Ignore my past

And we can make this thing last

C'mon girls!

Belinda's face fell to the floor as a chorus of Genterns dressed in red lingerie began to arrange themselves behind Pavi.

Love is beautiful and strange

We all are scared to play its game

But if you take a chance on me (him)

You will see

How wonderful

This feeling can be

All of these girls (us)

Will testify

That I'm (he's) irresistible to the eye

So come on over here

And whisper in my (his) ear

Proclaim your love to me (him)

Because no one can resist La Pavi!

"My love! Where are you going? Belinda! Fuck. She escaped. And it's all your fault!" Pavi screamed at the Genterns as he went to find Belinda.

For the next six months Belinda took refuge in her room. Pavi was obsessed with her to the point that he had dedicated at least three rooms within the Gene Co building to her. Little crushes are flattering but full-blown stalking is creepy and disturbing. Even though she was risking her dream job Belinda valued her safety (and her face) more than being a Gentern.

"What kind of bonehead move have you done now?"

"I have no idea what you mean."

"Pavi, she was one of the best students that has ever entered the Gentern program since it first started almost thirty years ago and in one fell swoop you send her running for the hills!"

"Papa, it was an accident…"

"Accident! You call making shrines to some lousy woman an accident!"

"She's not lousy! She's beautiful like a bougainvilla that has just blossomed."

"That doesn't help the fact that you forced her into hiding!"

" Please, Papa…"

"No. I don't wanna hear it. I turned the other way when you began raping girls and stealing their faces. But this crosses the line. How can I get people to trust GeneCo when I can't even trust my employees!"

"Fine. What is my punishment?"

"Get her back."

"How? You said it yourself she's afraid of me."

"Just find a way. Now!"

"Yes, Papa."

"Before you go I have one more thing to tell you."

"Yes, Papa?"

"Stop calling me 'Papa'!"

"Yes, pa… I mean sir."

"That's better. Carry on."

With enormous amounts of pleading and begging Pavi convinced Belinda to come back to the Gentern training program. Although the first few weeks were pretty rough Belinda was eventually able to get back into the swing of things. Belinda graduated first in her class and was declared an official Gentern. To prevent another altercation between her and Pavi Belinda was assigned to work the front desk of the OR department. Belinda was disappointed with this position but she knew that it was for the best. Everything went smoothly, at least for a while.

"Hey, Belinda."

"Good morning Crystal. Crystal watch out for that crack!"

"Shit! I spilled all the fresh hearts! Mr. Largo's gonna kill me!"

"Buongiorno, ladies. Oh no!"

Belinda couldn't help but laugh as she watched Pavi slide by in slow motion.

"What a sad, yet sexy man." Belinda though to herself as she gave Pavi an apologetic wave.

"You must've had a good dream." Riley said as Sasha awoke with a start.

"What? How did you get into my apartment?"

"We'll discuss that later. So, what'd you dream about?"

"The same thing I've been dreaming about."

"Oh. Wanna talk about it?"

"Later. But first could I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"Could you please get off of me?!"

"Sorry."