Day-o, Gargoyles StyleDay-o, Gargoyles Style by garg_girl

"Huhnnn. I'm bored." sighed Brooklyn, his chin resting in his palm.

"Hey, I've got an idea." Lex leaned towards his rookery brothers whispering.

What ever it was they were talking about Brooklyn and Broadway seemed to like the idea. The

trio quickly rush from the room and returned moments later with a video camera.

As Lex set the camera up in the corner Brooklyn and Broadway rummaged through a duffle bag

and retrieved three identical pairs of black sunglasses. They each took a pair.

As the trio walked to the centre of the room Broadway pressed the play button on a nearby

cassette player and low melodious music drifted from it's speakers.

The trio began to sing.

(Slowly, looking at the floor)

(Brooklyn) Day-o. Daaay-o.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(their heads jerk up)

(Brooklyn) Day. Mesa-day, mesa-day, mesa-day, mesa-daaay-o.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Little faster. Brooklyn is mimicking what he's singing)

(Brooklyn) By day we're still, by night we run.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Brooklyn) Once we all lived in Scotland.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Brooklyn) Slept for ten centuries, woke up in the new age.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Brooklyn) Slept for ten centuries, woke up in the new age.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Broadway and Lex) 6 foot, 7 foot, 8 foot, Bronx!

(Bronx bursts through the archway)

Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

6 foot, 7 foot, 8 foot, Bronx!

Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Brooklyn is bobbing his head like a chicken)

(Brooklyn) Day. Mesa-daaay-o.

(Snapping their fingers)

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Brooklyn) Day. Mesa-day, mesa-day, mesa-daaay-o.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Points to a photo of Elisa above the fireplace)

(Brooklyn) A beautiful cop, her name's Elisa.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(A chalk drawing of Demona is drawn on the wall)

(Brooklyn) Pursued by creature called Demona.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Broadway and Lex) 6 foot, 7 foot, 8 foot, Bronx!

(Growling at the mention of his name)

Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

6 foot, 7 foot, 8 foot, Bronx!

Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Brooklyn) Day. Mesa-daaay-o.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Brooklyn) Day. Mesa-day, mesa-day, mesa-daaay-o.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Brooklyn) Slept for ten centuries, woke up in the new age.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Brooklyn) Slept for ten centuries, woke up in the new age.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Slowly, winding down)

(Brooklyn) Day-o. Daaay-o.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

(Brooklyn) Day. Mesa-day, mesa-day, mesa-day, mesa-daaay-o.

(Broadway and Lex) Daylight come an' we wanna turn stone.

"What in blazes are ye doin'?" interjected Hudson as he stood in the archway.

"Nothing!" the trio replied together, pulling off their sunglasses. Lex quickly ran to the camera to

stop the recording.

"Ye better clean that chalk up 'for Goliath sees it an' tans yer hides" Hudson turns and

disappears down to corridor, followed closely by Bronx.

Brooklyn slumps down into a nearby chair and sighs, "Huhnnn. I'm bored."

THE END