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But if you want one that really kicks,

check this out. It's the Kurtz & Core 800

Music Workstation.

Sweet. Full MIDI interface, 400

voices, 128 tracks, and 60

gigs of memory. How much for all this?

You got a car?Sell it.

Hey, I was gonna buy that. Well, that's

tough. I'm doing my own inventory.

Dude, if he wants to buy the... Hey, man,

you don't work here.

No foolish, Sherlock. Bam!

Another metahuman freakout. Time for this

hero to get on the ball.

The name's Replicon. I can be

anyone or anything. All I gotta

do is this.

Then I can squash you like a bug.

Uh-oh.

Adam. Static. Adam?

Marvin?You

know each other?He and I were producing

partners back in the day. Yo, Marv,

reality check. We were stock clerks at

Stone Gas, a record store. We just jammed

sometimes after work till I figured out

he was all talk and no walk. Well, why

walk?When you can fly.

Come on, he's getting away. Talk about

heavy metal.

Which way did he go?Don't know. You try

to park.

It's not easy to hide something that

ugly. You

can't catch me, fly boy. Well,

is that a yawn or an elephant mating call?

Sorry, man. I didn't get much sleep last

night. Uh, all that overtime patrol, huh

That was nothing. I had to listen to

Sharon play Adam's music all night long.

My hands sore from banging on the wall. I

thought you liked Adam's beats. My

brother gets tired of hearing the same

song over and over. Even country would

have been a nice change of pace. And now

you know what you can get Sharon for her

birthday: a set of headphones. Yeah,

and a muzzle.

Daisy, what are you doing?Mr. C told us

to update the class website. With 10

pages on the Backstreet Boys?We're not

doing a fan magazine. We're supposed to

be writing news. This isn't news. It's a

feature article about the impact popular

music has on society. We're just using

the Backstreet Boys as an example. Click

here for Nick's new haircut. Kevin and

Brian's weddings, Howie's acting job,

and of course, AJ's tattoos.

You think we're just a couple of

mindless, giggling fans, don't you?You

know, I find that insulting. Insulting

and demeaning. Okay, okay, sorry.

Honest, we apologize. Well, you'd better.

Though, I do think AJ looks better with

just the mustache. Definitely, you know

that's why I don't mind... Hey,

wait a minute.

Open the jar. Open the jar.

Everybody... Oh...

HuhThe phone.

This is Chef Virgin. Virgil, it's Adam.

Is Sharon there?No, she's not. Can't you

tell by my good moves?Shoot. I left

Sharon my new demo CD, but I need it back

now. Well, I can bring it.

Anna?Okay,

I'll give you the directions, but you've

got to come by yourself, understand?

This must be it. Why all the secrecy?

Subrosa Studios. Help me I direct your

call. Subrosa Studios. One moment,

please. Subrosa Studios. No, Mr.

Biggs can be reached at D-Town Records.

Subrosa Studios. Got the CD?Right

here. Thanks, man. Catch you later. Oh, I

didn't know there was a recording studio

here. Yeah, it's kind of a trade secret

now, if you don't mind. Slow down. I want

to check it out. Yo, Adam, you got them

tunes yet?Whoa. Yo, A.J.

McClain, you're a Backstreet Boy.

Right on both counts. Now, let me guess,

you have all our CDs. Well, actually,

no. But all the girls

at school, they're crazy about you.

That's cool. Well, I'll catch you later.

One question. Why are you with him?We're

thinking about using one of Adam's songs

on our next CD. AJ McClain to Studio One.

Later.

No way! Adam, this could be it for you,

man. I know. That's why we gotta keep

this on the down low. No one knows AJ is

in town, and I want it to stay that way.

Got it. No problem. Trust me, my lips are

sealed. Richie, you will not

believe who I just saw.

No, I'm telling you, he's going to want

to see me. I got my demo right here. The

name's Marvin Roper. I don't care

if you're Stevie Wonder. You don't have

an appointment. You don't see Mr. Biggs.

Now leave the building or we will have to

call the police. Oh, yeahWell,

someday I'm gonna run this joint, and you

two are gonna be sorry.

Mr. Biggs?Hey, boys. Earning your pay?

Keeping the riffraff out?Uh, yes, sir.

Good. By the way, you're fired.

Adam's got it, Lester. I'd sign him if I

were you. That's how I pray it's coming

from A.J. McClain. Hi, Rita Velasquez,

Artists and Relations. So, Adam, do you

have a demo tape or a CD?Right here.

I'm telling you, it's hot. I'll give it a

listen and we'll talk later, okay?

Excuse me. Yo, J-Lo.

Thanks, man. Glad to help. I hope it all

works out.

Not if I couldn't open.

And while the Backstreet Boys may not be

fully appreciated by a very few of our

more close-minded, immature reactionary

mm-hmm peers, clearly they have become

the preeminent musical performers of

their generation. Still working on your

Backstreet Boys shrine?We're busy,

Richie. It's too bad, 'cause I know

something about a certain group that you

might want to hear. But I ain't talkin'.

What could you possibly know about the

Backstreet Boys that we don't

know?location. What do you mean?

HuhI will say no more. Yep. Once I

lock a secret in the old Foley vault, it

stays locked.

Mm-hmmWell, then... Who's up for a

cheeseburger?

That looks good. Hey,

we're eating in an hour. Yeah, I saw what

you were making. I'm building up my

strength. Oh, Daisy

called. Something about a big scoop.

What are you doing?Logging onto the class

website. You can't do that. Uh, the whole

site crashed. Trust me, there's nothing

to see. Richie, let go of the chair.

Uh, see, Vee, it's like this. You're with

friends, you relax a little, next thing

you know.. Richie?You told him about

AJ?Me?No. 'Course not.

Informed sources indicate that AJ McClain

is here in Dakota. Richie! That's another

confirmed rumor, that's all. They posted

the address of the recording studio. It's

not my fault. Daisy and Frieda, they

forced me to talk. It was a double chili

cheeseburger with grilled onions.

I'm gonna get Virgil. I'm so gonna get

him. Lester, we have a real situation

here. What if they wrecked the studio?

Think of the expense. Think of the

lawsuits. Think of the publicity.

In Dakota Today, Agent McLean and his new

discovery, Adam Evans, were surrounded by

devoted fans. Lester,

cancel the call to 9-1-1 to send a

photographer. They're the back way out.

Lead on.

That's him. Okay, let's be

cool. Remember, we're members of the

press. Right. Total professionals.

Run! I'll hold him back, if you say so.

Wait.

We're reporters. He's so huge.

I know.

OK. I'm dead.

Thanks for getting me out of there, man.

Guess you get a lot of fans, too. Oh,

yeah. Can't keep them off me.

So, you guys on tour or something?No, I'm

here meeting with this songwriter, Adam

Evans. You ever met him?Uh-huhWhen he's

not writing tunes, he's my sidekick,

Rubber Band Man. That explains the purple

underpants. Anyway, I think Adam's beats

are on the one, and he's great to work

with. Well, I might disagree about the

work with part, but I gotta admit, I like

Adam's music. Anyway, I better jet. Uh,

would you mind?It's for a friend. What's

her name?Uh, just make it out to

V. Thanks.

Anytime. See

ya.

What's up, AJ?Meet AJ.

I can't believe you've lost Adam Evans

and AJ McLean. I didn't lose them. They

ran away. Ran where?How about right here,

Lester, babe?AJ,

where have you been?In my hotel room,

chilling. But I called and called.

Then you must have called the wrong

number, sweetie. HuhSee, I've been

thinking over this Adam Evans deal,

Lester. And you and me got to talk. Ah,

grub. Adam!

Man, I'm sorry for running my big, fat

mouth about AJ, especially to the one

person with a bigger, fatter mouth than

me.

HmmZip it, Virgil. Hey, I'm just trying

to apologize. He doesn't want to hear it

right now. What happened?The deal's off.

A.J. doesn't like my stuff after all.

What?That's what the record company said.

I thought he was feeling me, but I was

getting played like a sucker this whole

time. I can't believe it. Your music's

tight, Adam. There's gotta be some

mistake. Nah. This came straight from the

horse's mouth. No! Adam! What?I'm

number

one.

So, what do you think there, Lesma Man?

Slamming, right?Uh, it's not

quite what I thought it was gonna be. I

hear you, LB. It gets better and better

every time I hear it, too. That's not

what I mean. Do you really like this?

Because it's not what I was expecting to

get from you. Are you dissing this demo?

Look, AJ, I've been in this business a

long time. This ear has made me big

money. Frankly, this track isn't in the

same league as Adam's. You're forgetting

who I am, man. I want this Marvin guy

signed. That's what's going to make me

happy. And if I'm not happy, I'm out of

here. Like that. Hey,

whatever you want, AJ. He's as good as

signed. Pleasure doing business with you,

LB.

Looking good, baby.

I don't care what you say, Virgil. AJ's

not like that. I know you and Daisy have

mad love for the guy, but he is just

fickle and two-faced. Just because we all

like Adam's sound doesn't mean AJ has to.

She's got a point, V. Way to

be on my side, bro. Shh! He's on the

news. Turn it up. Yeah, I

was working with this Evans dude. But it

just wasn't happening, you knowOkay,

maybe he had some flow, but it was

like... generic. Me?I'm all about the

real. Know what I'm saying?Yeah, right.

That's weird. What?His tattoo.

I thought the Chinese symbols were on the

other arm. Yeah, they are.

Adam. Yo, ecstatic, man.

Adam?

Hello?Rich?V. I couldn't sleep.

Oh. Thank you for sharing that

important information. Good night.

Rich, stay focused, will you?This AJ

thing is really bugging me. I think that

was Replicon we saw on TV, not AJ. You

serious?I checked. Like Frida said, his

tattoo was on the wrong arm. I figure

Replicon was facing AJ when he disguised

himself, so everything got flip-flopped.

Yeah, sure. Like, in a mirror. Then

where's the real AJ?I checked the

recording studio. AJ wasn't there. Went

by his hotel. Same thing. Now I'm at

Adam's place, and he's gone, too. Ah,

poor Adam's probably still down about his

deal going bad. There he was, so

close to seeing his face in every record

store across the country. Record store?

That's it! Rich, I need an address for a

store called Stone Gas Records. On it.

Man, I only hope Replicon hasn't gone

wacko on AJ. You and me both, bro.

Your Backstreet Bum. Good news.

Lester Biggs is going to sign Marvin

Roper me to an overall deal.

Mansions. Super stretch limos. I'm moving

way up on you. Yeah, to a penthouse

prison cell. Peep out

the funny pop star. After I'm done with

you, you won't be laughing. Trust me. Is

that right?See, I was just keeping you

around so I could make sure my imitation

that you look real. But now that I got my

contract...

...all you're good for its lunchmeat. Ah

Sold over, Popstar.

Keep your paws to yourself, fur-vert!

How'd you find us?Adam mentioned that he

worked in this record store with Replicon

a long time ago. Now to get you out of

here.

ah Electricity doesn't work on

wood static.

You're running out of room, hero.

That tickles. Now let's see how this

feels.

Thanks. That must have been some wicked

reverb you fed him. Nope, just his own

bad music.

I've waited a long time, but this deal

proves that if you stick to your dreams,

it'll come true. Our friend is going to

be a star. Think of the possibilities,

Vee. Backstage passes, hobnobbing with

celebs, craft service munchies. Richie,

he's in a tough business. You know, one

day you're a hit, the next you're in the

closeout bin.

Hey, guys. Hey, guys. Who is that on

your shirt?Adam, of course. He's so

cool. Then again, there's nothing wrong

with being a one-hit wonder. My name is

Virgil, and I'm here to say nobody sings

and raps my wing. I'm his pal Richie, and

I must agree, together we make great

harmony. Harmony, harmony, harmony,

harmony, harmony, harmony, harmony.

Wow! Yeah. What the, what the, what the--

Friends of yours. Nope. Never seen him.