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Fake News/Death to Smoochy: The Rainbow Agenda
Title: The Rainbow Agenda
Series: TDS/TCR, Death to Smoochy
Characters/Pairings: Jon, "Stephen", Sheldon
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: See the index.
For
seagullsong, who wanted an AU where Jon and Stephen are on a popular children's show, preferably with ridiculous costumes. The crossover was inevitable. (Inspired by this Sesame Street clip.)
The Rainbow Agenda
"I can't sing this."
"It's a little late to complain now," pointed out Jon. "You're on in five."
"Have you seen the lyrics?!" continued Stephen, while an intern zipped him into his bright orange eagle costume. "'Marriage means having somebody to love, and someone whose face you will not get sick of'? It's a travesty!"
Sheldon chose that moment to lean over their shoulders, his enthusiastic face framed by the giant pink head of Smoochy. "Hey, guys! You ready to deliver another great show?"
"You have to change the song, Sheldon!" wailed Stephen. "You can't teach kids about marriage and not once mention that it's supposed to be between a man and a woman!"
Sheldon's lips pursed into an innocent pout. "That's just the thing, Stephen. I don't think it is."
This was met with a look of absolute horror. "They've gotten to you!" breathed Stephen. "Who was it? It was Randolph, wasn't it? I knew there had to be a reason for all those rainbows!"
"Oh, for crying out loud," interrupted Jon. "Listen, Stephen, are you singing this song or not?"
"No!" snapped Stephen, folding his wings. "Not unless it changes!"
And there was no way the lyrics or Stephen's opinions were going to be revised in the next four minutes ten. "Right," said Jon. "You're out of the scene. Guys! Suit me up!"
A wardrobe technician raced forward with Jon's costume. He had been hired without warning, in spite of the fact that KidNet's lineup was full — something about the network president thinking he "had a good face" — so the outfit had been thrown together out of whatever the prop guys could scrounge up. Jon had never figured out what animal would have green shaggy fur accented with blue poofballs, but by golly he was determined to be the best one he could be.
"Are you sure about this?" asked Sheldon nervously. "I mean, I don't want to be unkind, but, well...."
"You can't sing," filled in Stephen.
Jon shrugged, nearly dislodging a poofball. "Someone's got to. What's it gonna be? Are you going to suck it up and go with the lyrics as they are, or are you going to leave them to me, no matter how much I mangle the tune in the process?"
A stagehand leaned in the door. "Guys, you're on in three. Why are you still down here?"
A few precious seconds were wasted in tense silence.
"Fine!" cried Stephen at last. "Only got one ear left; I can't sit back and let it be tortured. I'll sing your stupid lyrics. Come on, Sheldon."
"And you'll smile while doing it!" called Jon after them, as the eagle dragged the rhino towards the stage.
Series: TDS/TCR, Death to Smoochy
Characters/Pairings: Jon, "Stephen", Sheldon
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: See the index.
For
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The Rainbow Agenda
"I can't sing this."
"It's a little late to complain now," pointed out Jon. "You're on in five."
"Have you seen the lyrics?!" continued Stephen, while an intern zipped him into his bright orange eagle costume. "'Marriage means having somebody to love, and someone whose face you will not get sick of'? It's a travesty!"
Sheldon chose that moment to lean over their shoulders, his enthusiastic face framed by the giant pink head of Smoochy. "Hey, guys! You ready to deliver another great show?"
"You have to change the song, Sheldon!" wailed Stephen. "You can't teach kids about marriage and not once mention that it's supposed to be between a man and a woman!"
Sheldon's lips pursed into an innocent pout. "That's just the thing, Stephen. I don't think it is."
This was met with a look of absolute horror. "They've gotten to you!" breathed Stephen. "Who was it? It was Randolph, wasn't it? I knew there had to be a reason for all those rainbows!"
"Oh, for crying out loud," interrupted Jon. "Listen, Stephen, are you singing this song or not?"
"No!" snapped Stephen, folding his wings. "Not unless it changes!"
And there was no way the lyrics or Stephen's opinions were going to be revised in the next four minutes ten. "Right," said Jon. "You're out of the scene. Guys! Suit me up!"
A wardrobe technician raced forward with Jon's costume. He had been hired without warning, in spite of the fact that KidNet's lineup was full — something about the network president thinking he "had a good face" — so the outfit had been thrown together out of whatever the prop guys could scrounge up. Jon had never figured out what animal would have green shaggy fur accented with blue poofballs, but by golly he was determined to be the best one he could be.
"Are you sure about this?" asked Sheldon nervously. "I mean, I don't want to be unkind, but, well...."
"You can't sing," filled in Stephen.
Jon shrugged, nearly dislodging a poofball. "Someone's got to. What's it gonna be? Are you going to suck it up and go with the lyrics as they are, or are you going to leave them to me, no matter how much I mangle the tune in the process?"
A stagehand leaned in the door. "Guys, you're on in three. Why are you still down here?"
A few precious seconds were wasted in tense silence.
"Fine!" cried Stephen at last. "Only got one ear left; I can't sit back and let it be tortured. I'll sing your stupid lyrics. Come on, Sheldon."
"And you'll smile while doing it!" called Jon after them, as the eagle dragged the rhino towards the stage.