Here's the next chapter. Nothing really to say about this except enjoy!
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There's many a true
word spoken in jest.
-James Joyce
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"Okay, we go back to the studio in two days so we have got to figure out what is causing this." Kendall gestures to himself and Logan. "Because Gustavo will kill us if it happens when we're trying to record a song."
"At the very least we have to be able to explain to him what's happening. Hopefully, once we figure out why we're randomly bursting into song, we can figure out how to stop it though." Logan pulls a large book towards him. "I got a few books that might help," he looks up, looking unsure, "but I honestly didn't even know what kind of books to start looking for."
Everyone can sense the unease in the genius' voice. They all know that Logan has spent the majority of his life finding answers in books. He is, as much as his friend's love him and would never want him to change, a nerd at heart and until now, the library, and books, have never failed to provide him with the answers to his questions. Logan doesn't like that his faced with a problem that can't be solved with the right reading material. He's never liked situations like that. But he likes even less the fact that, for the first time in his life, he doesn't even really know where to start looking.
"What if it's a brain thing-y…" James says, suddenly, looking up from his book. "Remember that episode of Scrubs where the lady thought she was in a musical and everyone was singing? Maybe you have something like that."
"Maybe…" Logan sounds skeptical though, which puts Kendall at ease. It had sort of freaked him out when James and had suggested something was wrong with his brain. He'd never even thought of that.
"The odds of Kendall and I both having a brain aneurism—that's what the lady on Scrubs had," he explains after he sees his friends' blank faces, "that starts acting up at the same time and causing the exact same symptoms…" He shakes his head. "There's no way. Even if we did both have that and it was causing the exact same symptoms, that still wouldn't explain why we sing all the same songs at the same time. And why you guys can hear it."
"Or why we seem to sing them, like, together." Kendall adds. "I mean wouldn't our brains have to be, like, connected for that to happen?"
Logan nods. "Yeah. This is not medical. Or well, it's not a brain problem at least."
James looks thoughtful. "Maybe you guys got abducted by aliens in your sleep and they're performing an experiment on you!" He looks truly terrified by the thought, as does Carlos.
Kendall and Logan look at each other, eyebrows raised. "I don't think so James." The blonde tells him.
"Even if there is other life in the universe, I doubt they'd want to probe mine and Kendall's brains. And I doubt even more that they'd spend their superior technology making us singing randomly." He frowns, "Unless we were some sort of alien entertainment, I guess." He shakes his head. "But I seriously doubt we're on the alien version of Punk'd."
"Oh, I know!" Carlos speaks up suddenly. "Maybe it's ancient Chinese magic caused by those wacko fortune cookies from the other night!" He makes exaggerated hand gestures and starts cracking up before he can finish the scary noise he was attempting to make.
All four of the boys get a good laugh out of the Latino's joke. "I take it back," Logan says, "maybe we are on the alien version of Punk'd." But something nags at the back of the genius' mind. I felt like something was telling me I had to go… He shakes his head and ignores it in favor of laughing with his friends.
Katie and Mama Knight both walk into the living room, drawn out by the sound of the boy's laughter. "What's going on?"
They all turn to Mama Knight, still grinning. "Logie and I are apparently on the alien's version of Punk'd." Kendall informs his mother.
Jennifer nods. "Ah. Still no closer to figuring out what's causing that singing, I take it?"
At her words Kendall and Logan fall sullen. "No." They admit. "And we've got to figure it out. It's already starting to get annoying."
"Not for us." Carlos chimes, attempting to be helpful. "We think it's hilarious." He gestures to himself and James.
The other half of Big Time Rush turns and glares at the Latino. He gives them his best "sorry that I'm not sorry" smile and they both sigh. Beside Carlos, James snickers before glancing at the clock. "Hey, aren't you supposed to meet Lucy?"
Kendall's head snaps up and he turns to face the clock. "Oh yeah! I better go or I'm going to be late." He jumps off the couch, grabbing his wallet and heading for the door. "I'll be back in a few hours." He calls to them.
In response he hears: "This just in, you're a dead fit. But my wit won't allow it."
He turns back around to find everyone eyeing Logan strangely and said genius trying to sink in the couch, hands clasped over his mouth, and looking utterly mortified. Before he can process what he's doing, Kendall finds himself shaking his head and singing back. "You're making something out of nothing."
Logan sits up a little straighter, but if the look on his face is anything to go by, he's not exactly doing it by choice. "And jealousy's the cousin, the cousin of greed." They finish together.
There's absolute silence for a full minute as Kendall and Logan just stare at each other and everyone else just stares at them. A flush slowly creeps up the neck of both singing boys and Kendall, seeing that they are done singing for the moment, turns on his heel and hurries out of the apartment.
"That's weird." James comments as the door shuts behind him.
"Uh, buddy, where have you been? That's been happening a lot the past few days." Carlos pats him on the shoulder jokingly.
"No," James shakes his head. "I actually know that song. They're not singing it in order."
Everyone, including Logan, turns to look at the pretty boy. "Really?"
He nods. "Yeah. Those were two totally different parts of the same song."
Carlos looks thoughtful. "I wonder if that changes what we should be looking for then?"
No one answers him because no one, not even Logan, is really sure.
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Kendall can't stop his mind from wandering back to what had just happened in the apartment as he waits for the elevator that will take him up to Lucy's apartment. There must be a reason they're singing the particular songs that they're singing. Especially since, so far Kendall doesn't recognize any of the songs they'd been forced to sing.
He's so caught up in thinking that he nearly misses the elevator as it dings and the doors open. He shakes his head to temporarily clear his head and rushes in. As soon as he hits the button for the third floor, however, his mind goes right back to Logan and their predicament.
What beginning are he and Logan supposed to go back to? And the other song, the one about a love affair, what did that have to do with him and his genius best friend? He can't shake the feeling that there's a reason they sing the songs they do. That maybe he should pay attention the lyrics and not just try and figure out a way to stop it. Although, stopping it would be nice. And if the lyrics do mean something, if he is supposed to be listening to them, does that mean that Logan is jealous? He remembers the mortified look on his best friend's face when he'd been forced to sing just a few minutes ago. It wasn't the normal shock, the typical "oh god, it's happening again" face that both Kendall and Logan had sported since this whole thing started.
It was pure embarrassment. Like he's said/sung something he didn't want anyone else to know. Or at a time when he really just wanted to keep silent. Kendall's not sure what it all means and he doesn't have time to figure it out right now. The elevator comes to a stop and the doors slid open to reveal the hallway that leads to Lucy's apartment. The blonde allows himself one last thought on the matter, before clearing his head as best he can so he can enjoy his almost-date with the Palm Wood's resident rocker.
If Logan is jealous…does that mean that he, Kendall, is greedy?
That's chapter five. Don't forget to review! It's how I know you guys are reading and enjoying it and that you want more.
