Getting Crap Past The Radar

A/N:Blak Blak double upload today, blah blah AU Showcase blah blah check my poll.

The Following Recording Began at 10:00 AM, on August 24'th

"Okay guys, we need to have a good show today. Yesterday kinda... oh, we're on, aren't we?"

A sigh is heard.

"Gooooood Morning Beacon Academy! We're back with another episode of... Beacon Talk. Sorry guys, Good- er, a Professor told us we can't rename the show."

"On the other hand, she- er, they said we could say whatever the fuck we want, and the only thing anyone can do is complain to the Professor who gave us the job."

"They also said not to get carried away."

"Oh, shut up. You're just mad-" Yang's voice suddenly becomes indistinct.

"I refuse to get dragged into another pointless argument with you-" Weiss' voice becomes nearly impossible to hear.

"Guys, quit arguing! No one tunes in to hear that stuff! Blake, can you do something?"

"Already turned off their mics."

"Oh, great idea."

"Thanks.

For a few moments, the only audible sound is the low buzz of Yang and Weiss' argument.

"S-so! Blake, what kind of... uh, what kind of music do you listen to?"

"Uh, what? Sorry, I was, uh... it's kind of distracting, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it is. Oh, for the audience, uh, lets just say Yan-"

A click is heard.

"Yang just fucking burned Weiss."

"How'd you turn that back on? I thought mine was the main control!"

"Oh, you just gotta press the green button."

Another click is heard.

"I would like to say that Yang did nothing of the sort. Now, what were you two talking about?"

"Oh, whatever, you little-" Yang broke off, mumbling under her breath.

"We were talking about what kinds of music we liked."

"Ah. I enjoy classical, and-"

"Weiss, you're into classical? You should have told me!"

"Uh-"

"An old buddy of mine from Signal's been looking for a girl for like a year, but he's part of this orchestra, and they travel a lot. I could hook you up?"

"Yang, what are you-?"

"I mean, someones got to play Weiss a little Concerto in D soon, or she'll end up killing us all."

The nearly minute long silence that followed made many students check their radios for malfunctions.

"Boo."

"That was horrid."

"It wasn't even funny."

"Oh, shut up. You guys have no sense of humor. Anyway, if Weiss is classical, then you know I'm-"

"Easy listening."

A snicker can be heard.

"Weiss, come on. I thought you were better than that."

"Ugh."

"Heh, nice one, Ice Queen."

"Do not encourage her."

"Aw, but-"

"No, sis. You didn't have to sit through sixteen rose puns this morning."

"What's the matter, Ruby? Afraid of what my sense of humor is going to... bloom into?"

"I have a scythe, and I know how to use it."

"Ah, whatever. Hey partner, you've been quiet this morning. What music do you listen to?"

"Pop, soft rock, a bit of-"

"Oh, and here I was, thinking you'd like it hard instead."

Ruby and Blake can be heard groaning.

"Hm, I would've thought you preferred jazz, Blake. I heard you listening-"

"Hey now, let's keep this PG."

"Yang, that was weak, even for you. But anyway, I was listening to that cause I'd heard about the artist passing, and thought I'd at least try out some of his music."

"Rubes, quit glaring at me. It's actually pretty fun, you give it a try."

"Uh, wait... R and... no, uh... Alternative?"

"Kinky."

"Uh, hip hop, rap, metal, uh... coun- ugh... country?"

Dead silence reigned over the studio.

"Uh, a- anyway, I prefer boy bands."

"We'd noticed. We've all heard you singing AchieveMen songs in the shower."

"Singing is a, uh... generous term."

"Hey, you guys can all fuck right off."

The other three, in clear defiance of Yang's wishes, did not fuck right off. Instead, they each began singing one of the AchieveMen's 'hits' as off key as they could.

"Oh, girl, We go together better than chocolate mixed with peanut candies, girl, we should mix it up and see what we get, girl, oh oh ohhhhhh"

"Oh, baby, when I get done with you, your legs won't know they're legs babe, ohhhhh"'

"Oh, girl, come up in my Rayvine, girl, you know you won't regret it, you know what I Raymean, girl, oh, oh, ohhhh."

"Hey, too soon!"

"Oh, right, Ray went to start a solo project, didn't he?"

"Yeah...I'm pretty sure he's not coming back, either. I heard his new song got like-"

A loud buzzer is heard.

"Oh, it's time already?! Uh, this has been Beacon Talk. Join us tomorrow for our first call in show!"