The Farm - Part II
Category: Artistic, Music
Tags: fan-fiction, janis-joplin, neil-young, pete-townshend, storywriting, woodstock
August 17, 1969 (around 2:00 AM)
It is now few days later. Don't ask why, it just is. Time flies when you're havin' fun, right? And when people slip things into your drink. But I mean, these kids don't drink, they're just havin' fun, right? Right…?
Janis Joplin is now on stage and Farmer Glen is completely mesmerized by her beauty and voice, much to the dismay of the rest of the band, who all secretly love him. But mostly Jada.
In her jealousy, Jada runs around desperately trying to find Neil Young to prove to Farmer Glen that she has friends too. She finds a roadie and throws her guitar at him and tells him to look after it while she looks for Neil Young. Anyway, it turns out the "roadie" is actually Neil Young, so Jada doesn't have much luck finding him. She really should learn to stop throwing her guitar at people.
However, throwing your guitar at people can sometimes be a good thing. Enter: Big Nosed Man. He observes this strange young hippie girl throwing her guitar and is immediately intrigued.
"Strange young hippie girl," he approaches her, "you've intrigued me. Even though I hate hippies and I'm having a bloody rotten time."
"Murrffleeeee buuuummmblllleee… ger ouwwa mah weeeey ya biiiig nooooose duuuuude, ooor aaaah'll hit yewwww tooooo!" Jada cried, swaying back and forth.
"Oh, dear, it looks like someone's slipped something into your drink!" he remarked.
Enter: Jenny. "Naw, man, she's always like that!" she informs him. She then looks at the big nose man a little closer. Then it hits her.
The guitar, I mean.
"OWWW! JAY-DUH!" she cries.
"Oh, sorry Jenny, I didn't see you there."
Jenny glared at her. She looks at the big nose man again. Then it hits her.
"Hey, you're Pete Townshend!" she screams. "Hee hee hee hee hee!"
"Pete Townshend? Who's that?" Jada asks, "…wait, is he the nose guy? I thought it was Pete Daltrey…? Or… Roger Townshend…? Or… well, uh… Oh! Cool! Pete Townshend! Sick, man!"
"Hey, back off, I saw him first!" Jenny told Jada, pushing her aside.
"What? Come on, just read up a few lines, I was obviously here first. It's there in black and white!"
"Yeah, well… nice shoes!"
"Thanks! They're brand new and I bought them at - "
"HIIIIIIIIIIII-YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Jenny cried and karate-chopped Jada.
Suddenly, a group of hippies crowded around. "FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!" they all cried.
"Hey, hold it, wait a minute, now wait just a minute…!" Jada said.
"What's going on here? Aren't you guys supposed to be all about peace and love?" Jenny reminded them.
The hippies looked at each other. They all shrugged. "Yeah… sure… I guess… whatever… far out, man… peace…"
Jenny and Jada smiled. "Aww, that was so cool! Peace, dude!"
"Yeah, peace, dude!"
Unfortunately, as they were talking with the hippie about peace and love and all that, Alysse had arrived once again. Dun dun DUN!
"Hi, nose," she said to Pete.
"Hello, girl," Pete said to her.
"Sooo… you like… stuff?" she asked.
"Yeah, 'salright," he said.
"Cool," she said.
"Cool," he said.
Then they skipped off into the sunset together singing "tralala, trala tralala!". Ha ha. You snooze, you lose!