Can't Get That Song Outta My Head - Part 9
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Can't Get That Song Outta My Head - Part 9
This final chapter begins with another song by Rynchan, who is the "singing voice" of Ruby Summers in this story.
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A NEW WAY TO SEE ME
Take a step back and tell me what you see
A girl in her own world trying to be free
To let the inner child escape from inside
Take a chance now and let her in your heart
Believe in the song she's been singing from the start
And listen to the voice through the tears she's cried
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to see
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to be...
So let me be free
Close your eyes now and tell me what you dream
A girl with her own voice trying not to scream
To get your attention the best way she can
Open your mind and tell me what you feel
Believe in the chance she has to make her dream real
And listen to the voice she's had since life began
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to see
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to be...
So let me be free
It doesn't mean the end...it doesn't mean goodbye...
It's a new beginning...there's no need to cry
There's hope for the future...we can't stay in the past
It's a new beginning...let's make the feeling last
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to see
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to be...
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to see
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to be...
So let me be free
So let me be free...
© 2004 Taryn Alynn
Take a step back and tell me what you see
A girl in her own world trying to be free
To let the inner child escape from inside
Take a chance now and let her in your heart
Believe in the song she's been singing from the start
And listen to the voice through the tears she's cried
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to see
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to be...
So let me be free
Close your eyes now and tell me what you dream
A girl with her own voice trying not to scream
To get your attention the best way she can
Open your mind and tell me what you feel
Believe in the chance she has to make her dream real
And listen to the voice she's had since life began
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to see
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to be...
So let me be free
It doesn't mean the end...it doesn't mean goodbye...
It's a new beginning...there's no need to cry
There's hope for the future...we can't stay in the past
It's a new beginning...let's make the feeling last
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to see
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to be...
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to see
It's a new way to see me...
A new way to be...
So let me be free
So let me be free...
© 2004 Taryn Alynn
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As the woman on stage sang, a whole new confidence filled her inside. No pre-planned moves or someone else's words coming out of her mouth. The bratty sugary pop diva, Electra Storm was being stripped away, and Ruby Summers was slowly taking her place. The real test came when the song ended, and Ruby passed with flying colors! The arena crowd cheered louder than before and chants of "Ruby, Ruby" started to swell from them. Ruby smiled and thanked them, then began another of her own songs, and another after that. Songs she had kept hidden and locked away for years, and performed only for herself, were now pouring from her lips to a cheering crowd.
The only one who wasn't happy at the moment was The Chairman, still watching from his office. By the time a GCPF squad finally got to the New Chicago Arena, Harry and Cricket were nowhere to be found, not in the arena, or anywhere with in the dome of New Chicago. That damned robot had gotten the better of him again, he thought. That made him more angry than anything. He could not for the life of him, figure out how she did it. As near as he could tell, this 'Cricket' came from an assembly line of 'Daddy's Girls'. What could make this one so different? One way or the other, he would find out.
The next day, a very happy Cricket was looking herself over in the mirror in her apartment. She was her old, blonde, pig-tailed self once more.
"It's soooooo good to be me again" she chirped to Harry, twriling in a circle.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I'd rather be Harry Lang then anybody else any day of the week."
"Well that's good" Cricket said, as she wrapped his arms around him. "Cause I'd rather have Harry Lang then anybody else any day of the week."
They both smiled at each other, and moved closer together, perhaps to share something more intamate, when a knock came at the door.
"Now who can that be?" Cricket said with a sigh.
Harry went to the door, with Cricket in tow. It was Ruby and Frank King.
"Well, come on in" Harry said. King looked the same; three piece suit, glasses, rather sheepish looking. The former Electra Storm however looked much less spectacluar then before. Autumn hair, tied in a simple pony tail, and a non-decript blouse, jeans, and tennies. The biggest change however, was when she spoke.
"Frank and I just wanted to thank you both. Especially you Cricket. Last night was better then I could have ever dreamed."
"Yeah, and you should see the offers we've been getting all day" Frank said, sounding like a kid on Christmas. "Tons of record companies from the UK Japan, California....they all saw the show last night and they want Ruby Summers."
"There's no way this could happen without you Cricket. I can't even dream on how to repay you."
The robot girl was blushing bright red.
"Just be yourself, Ruby" she said with a sweet smile.
"What happend to Simon Crawson and Bobbie Maxwell?" Harry asked.
"Wouldn't you know it" Frank said. "They've been charged with attempted murder and fraud. Electra Strom's contract became null and void."
"But what made you even suspect Bobbie?" Ruby asked.
"Simon was the one who really tipped it off for me. He was so insistant that you have no friends, and everybody think you this rich snob too good for everybody. It was only after Bobbie became friends with you that he stopped objecting. She was the one who called Frank telling me to come to your room, not you. There is one thing I'm still not sure of though."
"What's that?" Harry asked.
"I could have almost sworn I saw two figures in the disassembly room. Someone else besides Bobbie Maxwell."
Cricket didn't know how right she was.
That same day, The Chairman was still brooding in his chair, alone, thinking up ways of getting revenge. Suddenly, a woman in a blue power suit, with dark hair breezed in, making herself right at home in the man office. The Chairman only slightly looked up.
"Well, what do you want?" he sad with a sneer.
"Oh now don't be so cross love. Just because your plan to overrun Old Chicago and take over fell apart....again."
You did no better......love! Your people failed miserably and so did you. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't have you rotting in jail with them."
The woman didn't seem phased. She held up a disc.
"Becaue then, you'll miss my little show. I hope you brought popcorn."
The only one who wasn't happy at the moment was The Chairman, still watching from his office. By the time a GCPF squad finally got to the New Chicago Arena, Harry and Cricket were nowhere to be found, not in the arena, or anywhere with in the dome of New Chicago. That damned robot had gotten the better of him again, he thought. That made him more angry than anything. He could not for the life of him, figure out how she did it. As near as he could tell, this 'Cricket' came from an assembly line of 'Daddy's Girls'. What could make this one so different? One way or the other, he would find out.
The next day, a very happy Cricket was looking herself over in the mirror in her apartment. She was her old, blonde, pig-tailed self once more.
"It's soooooo good to be me again" she chirped to Harry, twriling in a circle.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. I'd rather be Harry Lang then anybody else any day of the week."
"Well that's good" Cricket said, as she wrapped his arms around him. "Cause I'd rather have Harry Lang then anybody else any day of the week."
They both smiled at each other, and moved closer together, perhaps to share something more intamate, when a knock came at the door.
"Now who can that be?" Cricket said with a sigh.
Harry went to the door, with Cricket in tow. It was Ruby and Frank King.
"Well, come on in" Harry said. King looked the same; three piece suit, glasses, rather sheepish looking. The former Electra Storm however looked much less spectacluar then before. Autumn hair, tied in a simple pony tail, and a non-decript blouse, jeans, and tennies. The biggest change however, was when she spoke.
"Frank and I just wanted to thank you both. Especially you Cricket. Last night was better then I could have ever dreamed."
"Yeah, and you should see the offers we've been getting all day" Frank said, sounding like a kid on Christmas. "Tons of record companies from the UK Japan, California....they all saw the show last night and they want Ruby Summers."
"There's no way this could happen without you Cricket. I can't even dream on how to repay you."
The robot girl was blushing bright red.
"Just be yourself, Ruby" she said with a sweet smile.
"What happend to Simon Crawson and Bobbie Maxwell?" Harry asked.
"Wouldn't you know it" Frank said. "They've been charged with attempted murder and fraud. Electra Strom's contract became null and void."
"But what made you even suspect Bobbie?" Ruby asked.
"Simon was the one who really tipped it off for me. He was so insistant that you have no friends, and everybody think you this rich snob too good for everybody. It was only after Bobbie became friends with you that he stopped objecting. She was the one who called Frank telling me to come to your room, not you. There is one thing I'm still not sure of though."
"What's that?" Harry asked.
"I could have almost sworn I saw two figures in the disassembly room. Someone else besides Bobbie Maxwell."
Cricket didn't know how right she was.
That same day, The Chairman was still brooding in his chair, alone, thinking up ways of getting revenge. Suddenly, a woman in a blue power suit, with dark hair breezed in, making herself right at home in the man office. The Chairman only slightly looked up.
"Well, what do you want?" he sad with a sneer.
"Oh now don't be so cross love. Just because your plan to overrun Old Chicago and take over fell apart....again."
You did no better......love! Your people failed miserably and so did you. Give me one good reason why I shouldn't have you rotting in jail with them."
The woman didn't seem phased. She held up a disc.
"Becaue then, you'll miss my little show. I hope you brought popcorn."
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She put the disc in a player on The Chairman's desk. A screen in front of them suddenly lighted up. It showed the inner workings of a certain female android in a three dimensional view. The Chairman's eyes widened.
"Is this..."
"A full technical readout of the little whirlwind. This is NOT your typical Daddy's Girl."
She was right. They both could see her memory had been greatly expanded, the limits on strength, and intelligance compleatly removed.
"How did you get this?" The Chairman asked.
"I simply made a scan of her insides while she was in that little death trap she got out of." The woman pushed a few buttons and a close up of the skull was on the screen.
"See those ports along the chin. Those are the main programming ports. That's the place to strike."
"I take it your operation is all set to go?"
"Just say the word, and by the time I'm done with her, she won't know if she's coming or going."
The Chairman just grinned. The woman punched another button and the skull was replaced with a natural view of Cricket's cheery face. The woman just smirked in disgust.
"Daddy always did want a blonde."
THE END
"Is this..."
"A full technical readout of the little whirlwind. This is NOT your typical Daddy's Girl."
She was right. They both could see her memory had been greatly expanded, the limits on strength, and intelligance compleatly removed.
"How did you get this?" The Chairman asked.
"I simply made a scan of her insides while she was in that little death trap she got out of." The woman pushed a few buttons and a close up of the skull was on the screen.
"See those ports along the chin. Those are the main programming ports. That's the place to strike."
"I take it your operation is all set to go?"
"Just say the word, and by the time I'm done with her, she won't know if she's coming or going."
The Chairman just grinned. The woman punched another button and the skull was replaced with a natural view of Cricket's cheery face. The woman just smirked in disgust.
"Daddy always did want a blonde."
THE END
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