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Construction Site: Thursday 7/12, all day

We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don't dance and if they don't dance
Well, they're no friends of mine...

Even if the music out of nowhere makes him blink, Xander has to admit it's appropriate accompaniment for his usual spiel regarding hats, gloves, goggles, climbing harnesses and hydration. It's also almost as bad as Macho Man for resisting the urge to actually dance.

Of course the resistance gets easier after the fourth or fifth replay. "Couldn't you put it on Shuffle or something?" he gripes at... the sky, for want of a direction to blame.
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We can go where we want to
The night is young and so am I
And we can dress real neat from our hats to our feet
And surprise 'em with our victory cry...

As Bel began to work, more music began to play:

Take this job and shove it
I ain't working here no more
I will not get all the pieces
I've been working for
Paper cups, minimum wage
Just walk on out the door
Take this job and shove it
I ain't working here no more

He looked around in confusion for the source of the music. But not the Source of all Evil.

He really shouldn't have complained. Now you get to eat to the mellow tones of

I like big butts and I cannot lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face...

No, seriously, mellow.

What you gon' do with all that junk?
All that junk inside your trunk?
I'ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,
Get you love drunk off my hump.
My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,
My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps (Check it out)

Lunch was always a highlight of Anders's day -- not so much the bringing of it to Bel as the fun of, you know, having lunch with him.

So he was in a decently good mood as he showed up with food, but he hadn't asked for the soundtrack to accompany it, sheesh.

I wish lunch could last forever
Make the whole day one big afternoon
We'll begin with dessert, a little coconut tart
Tastes as sweet as a piece of your heart
Cafe au lait beneath the Paris moon

Bel raised an eyebrow to greet Anders. He opened his mouth to speak but more music started to play.

How come you're always such a fussy young man?
Don't want no Captain Crunch, don't want no Raisin Bran
Well, don't you know that other kids are starving in Japan
So eat it, just eat it

Don't wanna argue, I don't wanna debate
Don't want to hear about what kind of food you hate ooh
You won't get no dessert 'till you clean off your plate
So eat it

Don't you tell me you're full
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Get yourself an egg and beat it
Have some more chicken, have some more pie
It doesn't matter if it's boiled or fried
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it, ooh

The hell?!?

Anders put the bags down on the table with the full intention of explaining that he'd made the burgers himself, but before he could say anything, yet more music started up.

But at night I'd have these wonderful dreams
Some kind of sensuous treat.
Not zucchini, fettucini, bulgar wheat,
But a big warm bun and a huge hunk of meat.

Cheeseburger in paradise.
Heaven on earth with an onion slice.
Not too particular, not too precise.
I'm just a cheeseburger in paradise.

. . . dirty?

And before Bel could speak, another lyrical response.

Hey you Mr I dont know what the hell your name is
I'm drawn to you somethings magnetic here
If I could approach you or even get close to the scent that you left behind I'd be fine
No doubt that (no doubt) you bring out (bring out) the animal inside

I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....
I'D EAT YOU ALIVE!!!! i'd eat you alive.....

Okay then! Anders was about to give him a suggestive response to that, but the music had other ideas.

Well, maybe the same idea.

From your feet to your head you knock me dead, you're my meat
I got you covered but baby, you're my meat

In the days of old when knights were bold
They were pious and modest I'm told
Can't you see that couldn't be me
I'd have to talk about your yams and your big fat hams

It excites me so because I know you're my meat

This was ridiculous was what Bel wanted to say, but of course he was pre-empted by more music.

This is it
Its time for u to go to the wire
U will hit
Cuz u got the burnin desire
Its your time (time)
U got the horn so why dont u blow it
U are fine (fine)
Ure filthy cute and baby u know it

Cream
Get on top
Cream
U will cop
Cream
Dont u stop
Cream
Sh-boogie bop

Anders was about to say "well, then!" Only the music beat him to saying anything, again.

You can drink your coffee, eat your jelly roll
But if you taste Sam's hot dog, it will satisfy your soul
'Cause he's got good hot dog
Oh, he's got good hot dog
Oh, he's got good hot dog
Honey, in his hot dog stand

Anders promptly turned very, very red and covered his face with his hands.

Bel might've growled, just a little.

You put your left foot out keep it all in place...
Work your way right into my case
First you try to bed me you make my backbone slide
But when you found you bled me-- skip on by... keep on---stroke me, stroke me
Give me the business all night long...
You're so together boy...
Say you're a winner but man youre just a sinner now

Better listen now (said) it aint no joke
Let your conscience fail ya, just do the stroke
Dontcha take no chances keep your eye on top
Do your fancy dances you can't stop you just stroke me, stroke me

Anders might have meeped and flailed a little in response.

Let me entertain you
Let me make you smile
Let me do a few tricks
Some old and then some new tricks
I'm very versatile
And if you're real good
I'll make you feel good
I want your spirits to climb
So let me entertain you
And we'll have a real good time, yes sir
We'll have a real good time!

Seduce me tonight, se-se-seduce me tonight
I'll play acts at the stage, dim the lights, and baby seduce me tonight

I wanna be your slave, set me in scene
Take me all the places that I've never been, never been
Play the leading role, love me till I cry
Let the curtain fall and love me till I die, till I die

Bel's eyes widened and he scowled.

Anders coughed a little bit, but leaned against Bel and was about to respond when -- yes, the music started up again.

Oh you speak to me in riddles and
You speak to me in rhymes
My body aches to breathe your breath
You words keep me alive

And I would be the one
To hold you down
Kiss you so hard
I’ll take your breath away

And then he had to facepalm, because this? Was so not his style.

Domination's the name of the game
In bed or in life
Theyre both just the same
Except in one you're fulfilled
At the end of the day
Lets play master and servant
Lets play master and servant
Lets play master and servant
Come on, master and servant

Bel winced, because that sounded way too much like something the Source would like in a song.

Anders winced too, and the music that came up in response didn't seem to be much help.

Lately, I'm in to circuitry
What it means to be
Made of you but not enough for you
And I wonder if
You can bilocate is that
What I taste
Your supernova juice
You know it's true I"m part of you

Steady as it comes
Right down
To you
I've said it all
So maybe we're a Bliss
Of another kind

Relax don't do it
When you want to to go to it
Relax don't do it
When you want to come
Relax don't do it
When you want to suck to it
Relax don't do it
When you want to come
Come-oh oh oh

". . . so going to kill someone," Bel muttered.

Have mercy, baby on a poor boy like me,
You know I'm falling, falling, falling at your feet,
I'm tingling right from my head to my toes,
So help me, help me, help me make the feeling go.

'Cause when the loving starts, and the lights go down,
And there's not another living soul around,
Then you woo me until the sun comes up,
And you say that you love me.

"Uh huh," Anders replied, slumping against him.

Now with passion in our eyes
There's no way we could disguise it secretly
So we take each other's hand
'Cause we seem to understand the urgency

Just remember
You're the one thing
I can't get enough of
So I'll tell you something
This could be love because

I've had the time of my life
No I never felt this way before
Yes I swear it's the truth
And I owe it all to you
'Cause I've had the time of my life
And I've searched through every open door
'Til I found the truth
And I owe it all to you

"I think ear plugs are called for," Bel grumbled.

But I tell myself that I was doin' all right
There's nothin' left to do at night
But to go crazy on you
Crazy on you
Let me go crazy, crazy on you, oh

My love is the evenin' breeze touchin' your skin
The gentle, sweet singin' of leaves in the wind
The whisper that calls after you in the night
And kisses your ear in the early moonlight
And you don't need to wonder, you're doing fine
My love, the pleasure's mine

Anders sighed. "I agree with the general sentiment, but seriously."

At least this song was an improvement on the last one.

This is the noise that keeps me awake
My head explodes and my body aches
Push it (make the beats go harder)
Push it (make the beats go harder)

Come on push it you can do it
Come on prove it nothing to it
Come on use it let's get through it
Come on push it you can do it

Don't worry baby
We'll be alright
Don't worry baby
We'll be alright

"Whoever's doing this has a weird sense of humor," Bel said.

Tonight's the night we're gonna make it happen
Tonight we'll put all other things aside
Get in this time and show me some affection
We're goin' for those pleasures in the night

I want to love you, feel you, wrap myself around you
I want to squeeze you, please you, I just can't get enough
And if you move real slow I let it go

I'm so excited and I just can't hide it
I'm about to lose control and I think I like it
I'm so excited and I just can't hide it
And I know I know I know I know I know I want you

"And a serious love of TMI," added Anders.

I won't feel guilty
No matter what they're telling me
I won't feel dirty and buy into their misery
I won't be shamed cause I believe that love is free
It fuels the heart and sex is not the enemy

A revolution
Is the solution
A revolution
Is the solution

". . . maybe it likes boykissy?" Bel suggested.

Here comes gold, Glitter ‘N Gold!
Here comes gold, Glitter ‘N Gold!
Here comes gold, Glitter ‘N Gold! (Gold! Gold!)

Turnin' a new page and burnin' the old
Don't ever think my heart has turned cold
I'll tell you right from the start,
Even when we're apart
You'll always be in my heart!

Anders gave him a resigned look. "I'm gonna take that as a yes."

Glitter,
Dont ya leave me,
Please, believe me
I only want your love
Glitter, youre my lover,
Ill have no other girl
I only need your love

"Maybe if we appease it it will go away?" Bel said hopefully.

You little devil
You've got my heart a pounding
I like to watch
I like the way you bounce bounce
I like to watch
Ya ya groove 'n' move it
I like to watch

Anders grimaced. "What. The. Hell."

But it wasn't like he was so horribly reluctant to kiss Bel, like, ever, so he did lean in a little closer.

It's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
And there's a five o'clock me inside my clothes
Thinkin' that the world looks fine, yeah...

Okay, that's a little more like it.

Gonna find my baby, gonna hold her tight
gonna grab some afternoon delight.
My motto's always been when it's right, it's right.
Why wait until the middle of a cold dark night.
When everything's a little clearer in the light of day.
And you know the night is always gonna be there any way.
Sky rockets in flight. Afternoon delight. Afternoon delight.

Or dance. Or sing. Or wear earplugs.

He is not wearing earplugs. He might be dancing. Or facepalming. Depends on the song.

Feel free to mod your own music too. And I crawl back to sleep for a bit. Food poisoning yay, except no.

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