twincityhacker

I was very, very bored today. And when I'm bored, I write. And when I write, I write fanfiction. And when I write fanfiction, I write bad fanfiction.

So may I present the very first femslash MST3K fanfiction! Yeah, I bet you well all expecting that. It's a very merry Mr. B Natural/Nueva. And there's lots of music puns. It's spell checked, but not betaed. Ye have been warnerd!

Spangly Blue Music

As far as Nueva could remember, she had always loved music. Whether it was the harmony of a symphony or the dull thump of traffic in the streets far below, it gave her the deepest of pleasures. When she had to speak, she sang, the notes of her song seem to convey more than just talking alone would ever do.

One day she was singing about the joy of sweeping, and her voice suddenly hit a sour note. She closed her mouth in horror, and timidly started again. The song came out just as sweetly as before. Nueva sighed with relief when she realized it was just a fluke, and she continued with her housework.

But the flukes kept happening more and more often. The more often they happened, the less often she sang. The loops of feedback kept heaping on top of each other, until she never sang at all. Gradually the rhythms of everyday life turned into the routines of everyday life. Her world had lost its music, and even forgot the would once had it. And on that day, her heart broke.

Nueva didn't know why she was depressed. So she went on cleaning and cooking, hoping that the feeling would go away. Not even the appliances and the domestic marvels of the world of tomorrow could shake her from her gloom.

One day she was cleaning her space, and throwing away things that she didn't need any more. Inside the junk drawer she found a music player that she had since she was a little girl. It was broken now. She placed it aside gently and changed for bed.

A strange voice called her name. "Nueva... Nueva..."

She blearily opened her eyes and saw a woman... man... <i>thing</i> looking down over her! Nueva screamed and scrambled out from underneath the face and the bizarrely clothed body attached to it up to the head of the bed and squashed herself as close to the wall as she could. "How did you get in here? Who are you?" yelled the terrified Nueva.

"There's nothing to be afraid of Nueva, I'm a friend." said the mysterious person as it sat up. "You've kept me out a long time, but I'm here now, so everything is going to be okay."

"Answer my question!"

The figure sighed, this was turning out to be a lot harder than it thought. "My name is Mr. B Natural. We used to be good friends."

"We used to be good friends?" Confusion entered her voice. Even though she was still scared, and could recognize neither the body nor the name, Nueva felt like she had known Mr. B Natural all her life.

"Yes. Very good friends. So now I'm here to help you with your problem."

"What do you know about my problem?"

"You're missing something. Something so big that you hardly know who you are without it. But you don't even know what that something is."

Nueva took awhile to speak again. When she did, she sounded like she could barely hope to hear the answer. "Can you tell me what I'm looking for?"

"No, But I can help you find it."

Nueva bounced out of bed and ran to get changed into outdoor clothes. "Lets get cracking!"

"Where are you going?" said a very amused Mr. B

"Aren't we going to looking for something?"

"It's in this room."

Nueva dropped to her knees and started looking under the bed.

This was definitely going harder than Mr. B originally thought. "What are you doing now?"

"If you lose something, where do you usually find it?" Nueva asked, now partly under the bed.

"In the last place I look."

"Very funny." Nueva crawled out from underneath the bed. "I don't think it's under there, unless it's the back to one of my earrings?"

"No, I can safely say it's not the back to an earring."

"Can you give me a clue?"

"What your looking for is in plain sight."

"So it's in here, and it's in plain sight."

"Right."

"I should have asked this earlier, but is it a physical object?"

"In a way, yes."

"Okay." She started looking all over the room, every so often finding something and asking if the object was it. After the fifth item, she realized for all the cleaning she does, she was a very bad housekeeper. After the tenth item she started putting the items on the bed. After the fortieth, she tried putting herself on the bed because she was so exhausted, but ended up sitting on a set of drawers that was in the room with Mr. B, who had switched places awhile ago. She thought she should be frustrated that she wasn't finding what she was missing. After all, the searching had been going on for at least an hour. But she wasn't. The more time she spent with Mr. B, the happier she became.

Nueva enveloped Mr. B in a hug. Mr. B looked surprised for a moment, but wrapped her arms around Nueva too, slowly rocking the woman. "Not that I'm not grateful for the hug, but don't you want to find what your missing?"

Nueva looked up with tears of joy streaming down her face, "I was missing you. I had forgotten you, and I had forgotten everything you taught me. But you came back, I don't know how, but you came back."

"I wasn't... I wasn't talking about me."

"I love you and I love music." Nueva softly kissed Mr. B's cheek. "The only other thing I need to know is if you feel the same way."

Mr. B thought for a moment. It had never known the kind of love being offered, but had heard enough songs to know that it was one of the most wonderful things in the world. And also one of the saddest.

"We can try."

"That's all I can ask."

"I was just wondering, how did you know that you loved music?"

"The only thing that's not on the bed is the furniture, you and my music player."

"Oh."

Disclaimer: Mr. B Natural and Nueva don't belong to me. I don't know who they belong to, and I don't particulary want to own them either. MST3K doesn't belong to me either, not there's any mention of them in here, but since the charecters were pictured there, why not?

Hey! This could go in Scribe's commerical slash series! Since the charecters where orginaly pictured in shorts that where ads.