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RnM: The Pop Star Ch. 4

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(my point-of-view):

Well, after witnessing the strangest sight I've ever seen in my one year of living in this town, I went home feeling quite befuddled; I didn't know Crikey had an affinity for dancers, or singers! Thankfully, he didn't go after me, this time; then again, I wondered if he even noticed me, at all! I still felt pretty bad for Robot, especially since he seemed to have a slight crush on Ashley Gearsley. I was glad that Loudmouth wasn't yelling in my ear, for once, but I also felt sorry for Ashley having to put up with the little jerk! So many thoughts rolled around in my head for a while, but I decided to do some painting to clear my head. I never realized that things were going to get even stranger, in the morning!


(Crikey's point-of-view):

"Crikey, are you nuts?!" one of me Criminal mates snapped. "You can't date a pop star! It doesn't cope with the rules!"
"That's what you said about Lizzie when I told you she was a painter." I replied with a smirk.
"Was not!" another Criminal retorted. "We said that she was a nobody!"
"Exactly." I nodded. "In fact, I'm actually thinking about marrying that pop star!"
"MARRIAGE?!" the first Criminal shrieked. "Boss, you're not the marrying type; you know that!"
"We'll see about that." I chuckled, now heading to my place for some shuteye.

That night, when I fell asleep, that pop star was all I could think about; forgive me, Lizzie, but I'm afraid you're dumped, for now. Finally, I drifted off, but I soon heard this awful techno music coming from somewhere; it made me angry, and I had to find out where that music was coming from! All I could see were closed, metal, double-doors, but I ripped them open with my strength, and looked around; upon looking straight ahead, I couldn't believe what I saw, next: there was that pop star, dancing for me! "Hiya, handsome." she said. "Miss me?"
"Felt like an eternity!" I nodded frantically.
"Good." she replied. She whisked past me, and her long, golden hair brushed against my face; this must have been the second time I've ever turned to jelly, but I didn't care! What became even better, was that she began singing for me, as well:

":music:Round, like a circle in a spiral,
Like a wheel within a wheel,
Never ending or beginning,
On an ever-spinning reel.

Like a snowball down a mountain,
Or a carnival balloon,
Or a carousel that's turning,
Running rings around the moon.

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of its face,
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space.

Like the circles that you find,
In the windmills of your mind!:music:
"

Blimey, I immediately took back what I thought about the music being awful, especially since the cyborg was the one singing and dancing to it! I knew there was more to the song, and it seemed that she did, too:

":music:Like a tunnel that you follow,
To a tunnel of its own,
Down a hollow, to a cavern
Where the sun has never shown.

Like a door that keeps revolving
In a half-forgotten dream,
Or the ripples from the pebbles
Someone tosses in a stream.

Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes of its face,
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space.

Like the circles that you find,
In the windmills of your mind!:music:
"

I've never seen anyone dance like her, before, and I liked it, especially as she moved her arms, legs, hair, and even her hips looked like they were made of liquid!

":music:Keys that jingle in your pocket,
Words that jangle in your head:
Why did summer go so quickly?
Was it something that you said?

Lovers walk along the shore,
And leave their footprints in the sand.
Is the sound of distant drumming
Just the fingers of your hand?

Pictures hanging in a hallway,
And the fragment of a song,
Help remember names and faces,
But to whom do they belong?

When you knew that it was over,
You were suddenly aware
That the autumn leaves were turning
To the color of his hair.:music:
"

At that, she let her hair down, and I practically melted; I really wanted to marry her! No sooner did I think that, when a box appeared in my hand; upon opening it, there was a diamond ring: perfect! When I knelt down and presented the ring to the cyborg lass, her whole appearance instantly changed into wedding attire, complete with a tiara and veil! I looked at myself, and I was instantly done up in a tuxedo; I was more than thrilled when she accepted the ring, tossed the bouquet, leaped into my arms, and sang the final verse:

":music:A circle in a spiral,
A wheel within a wheel,
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel.

As the images unwind,
Like the circles that you find,
In the windmills of your mind!:music:
"

I didn't know if this was a dream or not, but if it was a dream, I didn't want to wake up, at all!
Well, things get a little weird in this part: I get befuddled after the slight screw-up in Ashley Gearsley's music video, and Crikey gets a strange dream (or rather, an "acid trip"), that night. The Mechanical receives a performance from the cyborg pop star, and it looks like Crikey might not want to awaken, any time, soon! Who knows what might happen, next?

Crikey and Criminals belong to: David Pressler :icondavepressler:

Ashley Gearsley belongs to: Me

Song "Windmills of Your Mind" here: www.youtube.com/watch?v=qL5ekx…

Chapter 5 here: lizlovestoons12.deviantart.com…
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MyHopesAndDreams15's avatar
me: Oh crikey!
Crikey: *smiles and shrugs his shoulders* :D