Hello! OK, so I was so excited when Lovely SOS put out her contest, so here is my entry. It's not the best, but I hope you enjoy the song choices I made for all the characters. Please review me your favorite so that I can pick a winner! Anyway, have fun!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the 39 Clues, or American Idol, or any of these songs that I put on here.
Before reading this, you need to watch the following you tube clips:
watch?v=8v_4O44sfjM
watch?v=S1-YKg6EHEY
watch?v=Tx1XIm6q4r4
watch?v=lVhJ_A8XUgc – you don't have to watch the music video, just listen to the music
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watch?v=ZRSAgUfypms
Cahill Idol
Me: Hello, and welcome tooooooooooooo *drumroll* CAHILL IDOL!
(everyone cheers)
Now let's welcome our contestants. We have-
Amy Cahill!
Dan Cahill!
Ian Kabra!
Natalie Kabra!
Hamilton Holt!
Sinead Starling!
(crowd starts cheering even louder)
From Backstage: Aheem!
Me: Oh, right. Now, let's introduce the Judges. In seat Number 1, we have- Isabel Kabra!
Isabel: Let's just get this bloody thing over with. I think prison was more interesting.
Me: There's our one-in-a-million girl! *lie cough* Now, in seat Number 2, we have- Fiske Cahill!
Fiske: I embrace this opportunity to learn more about the culture of teenagers.
Me: Wow, that's the spirit Fiske! *lie cough* In seat Number 3, we have- Lovely SOS!
(crowd goes wild)
Lovely: OMG! I'm on American Idol! With the Cahills! Someone pinch me, I think I'm dreaming!
Isabel: I'll be happy to oblige.
Lovely: Aaaah! Get away from me, evil woman!
Me: And finally, in Seat Number 4, is- Ian the Stuffed Goat!
(silence)
Me: Ian, do you have anything you want to say?
Lovely: He's more of the strong and silent type.
Me: Alright! Let's get Cahill Idol started!
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(Amy walks in, everybody cheers)
Amy: Hi guys!
Lovely: Hi! OMG, its AMY CAHILL!
Isabel: Oh my goodness, its Amy Cahill, that little brat. Hurry up with your little song then!
Fiske: Go Amy!
Amy: OK, I'm going to sing an excerpt from Jar of Hearts by Christina Perri.
Lovely: Ooh, good choice!
Amy: Alright, here goes-
(lights dim and turn a pink-red color. Amy stands in a red spotlight)
I know I can't take one more step towards you I learned to live half alive And who do you think you are I hear you're asking all around And I've learned to live half alive And who do you think you are
Cause all that's waiting is regret
And don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most
And now you want me one more time...
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts
And tearing love apart,
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So don't come back for me.
Who do you think you are?
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms
And now you want me one more time
Running around leaving scars
Collecting your jar of hearts,
And tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
Don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?
(Amy falls to the ground in a dramatic fetal position, and all the lights go off)
(everyone cheers)
Lovely: Wow! Can I go first? OK, you sang that song with lots of emotion, and the lights were a great touch. I could totally VOTE FOR YOU! That was awesome!
Fiske: (dabs his eyes with a hankerchief) That was amazing Amy! *sniffle sniff* Grace would be so proud.
Isabel: What can I say? The song made you look stupid and shallow, and the production wasn't interesting enough.
Lovely: Ian the Stuffed Goat, would you like to add anything to that?...No? OK, majority rules, THAT WAS FREAKIN' AWESOME!
Amy: YAY! Thank you guys so much!
(Amy exits stage)
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(Ian walks in- all girls faint. He's wearing jeans, a blue jacket, and a white t-shirt)
Lovely: Well, this is going to be interesting! Hi, Ian!
Ian: Hello, Lovely, Mother, Fiske, uuummm Stuffed Goat. It's a pleasure to be performing in front of you today.
Lovely: *gasps* You guys have the same name!
Ian: What?
Lovely: You- Ian, and the Stuffed Goat- Ian!
Ian: Gah! You named me after a stuffed goat!
Lovely: No, Sinead and Hamilton did.
Ian: I am going to murder them. However, my song is Accidentally in Love by Counting Crows. Ahem-
(takes out guitar, sits on stool, throws jacket to crowd and starts to play and sing)
So she said what's the problem baby? Oh,come on, come on So I said I'm a snowball running Well baby I surrender We're accidentally in love
What's the problem I don't know
Well, maybe I'm in love
(Love)
Think about it every time
I think about it
Can't stop thinking 'bout it
How much longer will it take to cure this?
Just to cure it cause I can't ignore it if it's love
(Love)
Makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don't know nothing 'bout love
Turn a little faster
Come on, come on
The world will follow after
Come on, come on
'cause Everybody's after love
Running down into the spring that's coming all this love
Melting under blue skies belting out
Sunlight shimmering love
To the strawberry ice cream
Never ever end of all this love
Well I didn't mean to do it
But there's no escaping your love,oh
(everyone starts to cheer wildly)
Lovely: Ian! That was amazing! I didn't know that you could play guitar!
Ian: Well, now you do.
Lovely: Was that song *ahem* for *ahem* anyone?
Ian: That's quite possible.
Lovely: Oh for gods sake STOP THE BRITISH ACT AND TELL US WHO ITS FOR!
Ian: I'm sorry that information is unavailable to the public.
Lovely: I am GOING to find out.
Ian: Oh, how lovely.
Lovely: Bad pun.
Fiske: Well, I certainly think that the song was fruitfully enlightening.
Isabel: I found it horribly plebian and dull.
Lovely: Well, bye bye Ian! Until next time!
(crowd screams for Ian not to go)
(Ian leaves the stage)
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(Dan Cahill enters stage, crowd starts chanting NINJA! NINJA! NINJA!)
Dan: Thank you, thank you everybody!
Lovely: Hello, Dan. I didn't know that you were the singing type.
Dan: I'm not! But, I do have a very special song picked out.
Fiske: What is it?
Dan: Drumroll please….Potter Puppet pals!
Isabel: But that's not even a real song!
Dan: It is now, Cobra lady. Deal with it. Anyway, ahem-
Snape, snape, snape, severus snape, snape, snape, severus snape,
DUMBLEDORE!
Snape, severus snape
DUMBLEDORE!
Snape, severus snape
DUMBLEDORE!
Ron, Ron, Ron WEASLEY!
Ron, Ron, Ron WEASLEY!
DUMBLEDORE!
Severus Snape
Hermione….Hermione…..Hermione, Hermione, Hermione
HARRY POTTER, HARRY POTTER, OOH, HARRY POTTER HARRY POTTER, YEAH, HARRY POTTER THAT'S ME!
Snape HARRY snape HARRY Snape HARRY snape HARRY … DUMBLEDORE!
….….Hermione…..
I'm Harry Potter, Harry Harry Potter, I'm Harry Potter, Harry Harry Potter,
SINGIN' OUR SONG, ALL DAY LONG AT HOOOOOOOOG-WAAAAAARTS!
(everybody applauds)
Isabel: That horrible screetching is considered to be MUSIC?! I don't think I can take much more of this!
Lovely: That was, um , interesting…
(Fiske had conveniently fallen asleep)
Dan: I'm glad you guys liked it. See you!
Lovely: Bye!
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(Natalie Kabra walks in wearing pink sequin-y leggings and tank top, with mysterios looking belt, and pink high heeled boots)
Lovely: Um, hi Natalie. You're looking pink today.
Natalie: Yes, it goes along with my routine.
Lovely: Cool! What song are you doing for us?
Natalie: Circus by Britany Spears. You'll love it-
(goes to the middle of the stage, puts head down, music starts)
There's only two types of people in the world:
The ones that entertain, and the ones that observe
Oh baby, I'm a put-on-a-show kinda girl
Don't like the backseat, gotta be first
(pulls on mysterious belt, starts rising in the air- crowd gasps. Starts doing aerial contemporary dance)
I'm like the ringleader When I put on a show I'm like a performer All eyes on me in the center of the ring Don't stand there watchin' me,
I call the shots (Call the shots)
I'm like a firecracker,
I make it hot
I feel the adrenaline moving through my veins
Spotlight on me and I'm ready to break
The dance floor is my stage
Better be ready
Hope that you feel the same
Just like a circus
When I crack that whip everybody gon' trip
Just like a circus
Follow me, show me what you can do
Everybody let go, we can make a dance floor
Just like a circus
(drops to the ground, does a cartwheel. Crowd screams for more)
Judges: ….
Lovely: Wow. That was….wow! I've never seen anything like that before!
Natalie: (shrugs) When you're a Lucian, you always have a strategy to win.
Isabel: Well, at least that was better than your loser brother's.
Natalie: Can it, mother. Aren't you supposed to be in prison?
Isabel:…. (shocked silence)
Fiske: You go Nat!
Natalie: Don't call me that, old man!
Fiske: That's what Dan calls you. O yeah, I forgot, you two have a special relationship. *snickers*
Natalie: One more word out of your mouth old man, and you're gonna find yourself—
Lovely: Natalie!
Natalie: Sorry, couldn't resist showing him who's boss- those hippie Madrigals or the powerful Lucians.
Lovely: *face palms* Not again!
Fiske: Your time's up! Good bye!
Natalie: There's no time limit!
Fiske: Then I'm making one. Leave!
Natalie: FINE!
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(Hamilton Holt comes in wearing all black with a black ninja headscarf)
Lovely: Um, hello, …..Ninja Hamilton?
Hamilton: No, I'm a Chinese Warrior.
Lovely: Of course, silly me. Is this spontaneous, or does it have to do with your song?
Hamilton: Duh! Of course it has to do with the song!
Lovely: Just out of curiosity for my next Partners Week chapter, how do you and Sinead handle a long-distance relationship?
Hamilton: WE ARE NOT DATING!
Lovely: Well, of course, not in public, but my informants have told me that there is a high possibility of you and Sinead face-timing on multiple occasions, and—
Hamilton: INFORMANTS?!
Lovely: Reagan and Madison.
Hamilton: ARGH! THOSE LITTLE-, whatever, I'll have time to kill them later. I'm doing part of the song I'll Make a Man out of You from the Disney movie Mulan.
Lovely: Aaaw, you watch Disney Princess movies?
Hamilton: *grrrrrrrr* Anyway, here it is-
(bends down infighting position, music starts)
Let's get down to business
To defeat the Huns
(does a backflip and lands in a kung fu-like kick)
Did they send me daughters
When I asked for sons?
You're the saddest bunch
I ever met
But you can bet
Before we're through
Mister, I'll make a man
out of you
(takes a vaulting pole, flips around on that)
Tranquil as a forest
But on fire within
Once you find your center
you are sure to win
You're a spineless, pale
pathetic lot
And you haven't got a clue
Somehow I'll make a man
out of you
(Ends in a front flip kick)
Lovely: OK, remind me never to fight you.
Fiske: *pft* I could do that.
Hamilton: You wish.
Isabel: Old man, stop trying to talk up teenager.
Hamilton: See, even Isabel agrees with me, and she hates me!
Isabel: It's true, I do hate him. Him and his stupid Kung fu.
Lovely: Wow, how long did it take to learn that?
Hamilton: Oh, I taught it to myself in the lobby.
Lovely: Wait, was Dan there?!
Hamilton: Uh, yeah, I think so. Why?
Lovely: We need to stop him before he—
(sound of breaking glass, and Dan squealing in pain)
Lovely: -breaks something!
Hamilton: I'm on it! (runs from room)
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(Sinead walks in wearing a full silver bodysuit with strange dots on it)
Lovely: Hi Sinead! What's up with the dots on your outfit?
Sinead: You'll see. (smiles mischievously) Natalie isn't the only one with secrets to winning.
Lovely: What song are you doing?
Sinead: Titanium by David Guetta.
Lovely: That song is so you!
Sinead: Huh? What do you mean?
Lovely: Well, you know how you're all mysterious and strong and smart and stuff?
Sinead: Um, I guess.
Lovely: Well, this song is just like that. It's so you!
Sinead: Um, thanks, I think…..
Lovely: Do you have any secrets that you would like to share with the Cahill universe that might or might not possibly be related to a certain Hamilton Holt?
Sinead: Ugh! Why does everyone assume that I like Hamilton?
Lovely: Well, maybe because it's true.
Sinead: Wow, you are persistent. I saw you grilling poor Hamilton, too. WE ARE NOT DATING!
Lovely: Wait, why were you watching Hamilton's performance? You're not allowed to!
Sinead: I'm an Ekat. We can do anything.
Lovely: Aaaw, you broke the rules to watch Hamilton do his ninja thing? That is so sweet!
Sinead: Not JUST Hamilton. I- um- saw everyone else's too.
Lovely: Really? Well then, what did Dan do?
Sinead: Uh, um well…. On with my song! Here goes!-
(crouches down in gymnastics pose)
You shout it out I'm bulletproof, nothing to lose
But I can't hear a word you say
I'm talking loud not saying much
I'm criticized but all your bullets ricochet
You shoot me down, but I get up
Fire away, fire away
Ricochet, you take your aim
Fire away, fire away
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
You shoot me down but I won't fall
I am titanium
(when she sings the last word, her suit erupts in multicolored light, going all over the room. Music dies)
Lovely: So that's what the dots do!
Sinead: Never bet against the Ekat.
Lovely: I never will.
Isabel: Hey, girlie, its Lucian, not Ekat.
Sinead: You wish.
Fiske: Anyone forgetting the Madrigals here?
Isabel: Ha! You hippies will never get a chance.
Fiske: Argh!
Sinead: Hey!
Isabel: Hahahah!
Me: Well, that's all the contestants. Please send in your vote, and I will update soon with the winner. Bye now!
OK, so just vote for your favorite Cahill Idol! Thanks so much!
A special thank-you to Allison, a.k.a. AmianNatan4ever. She gave me some great ideas for the songs for everyone!
Review! :)