(A/N: This has been in progress for who knows how long, and it's finally finished! This part, at least. This and its second part is and will be based on the Victorious episode "Freak the Freak Out", hence the title. I don't own any of the songs used here and in the future. Enjoy!)
Freak the Freak Out: Rugrats Style!
Pt. 1
"Okay, let's try this one more time," 18-year-old Phil DeVille muttered to himself, as he angled his iPhone 5c towards him on the kitchen table. He pressed the record button, before he stepped in front of it again. "Hey, Phil DeVille here! This is the moment you all have been waiting for! I'm going to do... the cinnamon challenge!"
"What's going on in here?" His mother, Betty DeVille unintentionally interrupted.
"Cut!" Phil groaned as he stopped recording, and turned to her. "Mom! I was making history! The first kid in Jim Jr. High School to conquer the Cinnamon Challenge!" Before Betty could respond, an iPhone SE/5, which was in a case resembling a "boys' tears" carton, rang on the coffee table in the living room. "Can you answer that, Mom?"
"Sorry Philly," Betty shook her head from her place at the sink, "But you can."
"But it's not even my phone!" Phil walked in the living room, "It's Lil's!" He then turned towards the bathroom and bedrooms. "Lil! Your phone's ringing!"
"I'm in the shower!" His twin sister shouted back.
When he looked at the caller ID, he saw the name "Nicholas" on the screen. He recalled that guy from middle school, when Lil seemed to have a crush on him. He then had a brilliant idea; snickering, he picked up the phone and answered it. "Y'ello?"
"Phil? Is Lil there?" Nicholas asked him.
"She's um, busy right now," Phil replied, "She's in the shower."
"Oh, okay. Well, I was wondering if she wanted to go out, and get a hamburger with me or something this Friday."
"A-actually, she's on this uh, new diet." Phil stifled snickers. He was a genius! "A uh... mud and worms diet!"
"Oh-kay," Nicholas sounded confused.
"But maybe we can play video games in the arcade instead. You and me, dude."
"That sounds good. Um, l-later." He then hung up.
"Haha!" Phil laughed in victory, "I'm a genius! Arcade, here I come!" When he turned around, a wet 18-year-old Lil was right behind him. She was wearing a light blue raglan pullover, blue and white lounge shorts, and Harry Potter Ravenclaw ankle socks. He screamed in surprise, and accidentally threw her phone in the air.
"Just what do you think you're doing with my phone?" She questioned him as he clumsily caught it.
"Nothing!" He claimed, quickly throwing it on the couch.
"You just tossed it on the couch; I saw you," Lil pointed out. She grabbed it, and checked her calls as Phil started feeling nervous. "Nicholas called me?" She gasped in shock.
"He did?" Phil feigned obliviousness, "That's interesting."
"What was he calling for?"
"He was uh..."
"I'll ask him myself." Lil excitedly dialed his number, and waited a short time for an answer. "Hi, Nicholas! Sorry I didn't answer earlier; I was in the shower."
"It's okay; I was just wondering if you wanted to get a hamburger or something, but Phil told me about your new diet."
"My what?"
"You know; your mud and worms diet."
"Wha-? I don't eat mud and worms! I never have in my life!" She glared at Phil when he scoffed and snickered.
"It's okay, I understand. It's hard to accept. Denial is normal," Nicholas assured her.
"But I'm not-!"
"Later." Before Lil could finish, Nicholas hung up.
Lil slowly turned to her nervous twin brother with a menacing glare. "So uh, Ni-Nick and I are going to the arcade this Friday."
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Lil screamed with fury. She chased a now terrified Phil into the kitchen, where he tried to shield himself with a chair.
When Betty came back in the room, she hastily went in to put the fight to a stop. "Whoa, whoa! What's going on here?!"
"Phil sabotaged my possible date with Nicholas!" Lil pointed at her brother.
"I-I thought you were busy on Friday!"
"No, you didn't! You stole Nicholas from me, you, you-!"
"Alright! That's enough out of both of you!" Betty cut her off. "Sorry Phil, but you're not going anywhere this Friday."
"Ha!" Lil exclaimed, before furrowing her eyebrows in confusion. "Why not?"
"He's gettin' his wisdom teeth out that day," Betty explained.
"What? Oh man! I forgot!" Phil exclaimed as he set the chair down.
"Haha!" Lil laughed tauntingly, "You're getting your teeth yanked out!"
"It's not that a big a deal," Phil crossed his arms.
"Actually, it is," Betty said the bad news to him, "This is surgery, so you'll be aching somethin' awful for a couple days."
"Ohh."
"Woo-hoo!" Lil cheered at the coincidental "karma."
"And the thing is, Howie and I have to take care of your grandparents, so..." Betty turned to Lil, "You'll have to take care of your brother."
"What?!"
"Ha! Haha!" Phil tauntingly laughed back, "You're gonna take care of me!" Lil stayed silent with blistering anger as the brunette boy rejoiced at her misery.
That Friday, Lil came to school by herself, since Phil was at his appointment for his surgery. In English class, she was almost falling asleep from boredom; conjunctions, clauses, who cares?! She looked to her left, and saw that 19-year-old Shenzi Tuck had already beat her in dozing off. She was sleeping on her boyfriend, 19-year-old Chuckie Finster's shoulder, while he looked like he was nodding off. Meanwhile 19-year-old Frankie Tuck was writing notes like her life depended on it; the class was her best one. The outfit she was wearing was head-turning like always; a blue Alice in Wonderland Tsum Tsums pullover, black ruffle lace shorts, black and white checkerboard Vans, hot pink feather earrings, a black hoodie with blue sleeves, and a yellow hood and front pocket, and a hot pink and yellow monster hood hat over her short, blonde hair. Her hair was in a half-ponytail like it usually was, but her hat concealed it.
Shenzi was in a short, black skirt, black and white short creepers, a black studded corset top that stopped an inch or two above her skirt's waistband, a black short-sleeved hoodie, black bow front-and-back earrings, and her black cat-eye prescription glasses, which were almost falling off of her face. She had a white extension in her bangs, and black fading into white extensions in her hair around her head.
18-year-old Kimi Finster was in a black and red bodycon mini dress with big cutouts at the sides, like the dress in "Pretty Woman", red Doc Marten boots with black laces, a black and red rose ring, black skeleton hand earrings and two red spiked barbells in her ears, and a black motorcycle jacket.
Lil herself was in a pink camisole, a black, blue, and pink plaid flannel shirt, light denim skinny jeans, white and dark pink Nikes, dusty-pink rose earrings, and a pink extension in her hair.
After what felt like years, somebody's phone rang loudly throughout the room, effectively startling all the students. Shenzi and Chuckie jumped out of their slumber, as the former's glasses fell on their desk with a small clatter. "Oh!" Ms. O'Keats flinched as well. "Whose phone was that?" She faced the students with an "I'm-not-playing" look on her face.
"M-mine," Lil stuttered, "I'm sorry, I thought I had it on vibrate."
"Just don't let it happen again, Ms. DeVille," Ms. O'Keats let her off with a warning. "Well, seeing as we only have five minutes left, why don't we discuss our weekend plans?"
Lil kept quiet about hers, as the students began discussing. "Hey! Guess what Kimi and I are doing later today!" Shenzi chimed in, standing from her seat.
"Oh, do tell us, Ms. Tuck," The teacher encouraged her when the students didn't say a word.
"Well you see, there's a new karaoke place in the mall, and they having singing competitions on the weekends, so we're going to sing a song!"
"It's going to be awesome," Kimi smiled, standing from her seat as well.
"I'll be sure to vote for you guys," Chuckie told them; he stood up, towering over his girlfriend a bit, as he laid his arm on her shoulders.
"Thanks Chuck," Shenzi laid her head on his chest and shoulder.
"I will too," Frankie told her.
"Thanks, sis."
"Aw, I wish I could come with you guys," Lil sadly chimed in.
"Why can't you?" 18-year-old Tommy Pickles asked her.
"Phil is getting his wisdom teeth taken out right now, and guess who gets to take care of him all weekend."
"Um, i-is it you?" Shenzi reluctantly asked her.
"Exactly me!" Lil exclaimed angrily.
"How come your parents can't take care of him?" 18-year-old Roxy Zimmeruski asked her. She was in a purple-ish blue tank top, a turquoise cropped vest over it, a ruffled denim skirt, blue printed capri leggings, blue and white Converse high-tops, turquoise bow front-and-back earrings, a turquoise short-sleeve hoodie, and a dark blue extension in her wavy, orange hair.
"They have to take care of my grandparents," Lil explained, "What're you guys doing on the weekend?"
"We're going to Santa Barbara," Roxy shrugged, "We leave just after school."
"It's going to be awesome!" Bobby cheered. He was already in his blue and white striped vintage swimsuit, which looked like shorts and a t-shirt sewn together, black flip-flops, and gold-tone sunglasses under his black and green moto varsity hoodie.
"You guys are lucky," Lil remarked solemnly, already dreading her time with a drugged-up Phil.
Shortly after, the bell rang throughout the school, signaling the start of their next class. As Lil prepared for gym, she was still full of dread. Today of all days, her grandparents needed assistance from her parents, and starting on the same day, she had to take care of Phil by herself for the whole weekend. Why couldn't it be the other way around? Like, she could help her grandparents, while her parents took care of Phil? It was going to be the worse weekend of her life.
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At the Pickles house, Tommy was getting ready for the night of singing, possible dancing, and food. He decided on a black tank top, a blue button-up t-shirt, black jeans, and brown and beige checkerboard Vans.
"Ooh, where you goin', fancy?" 17-year-old Dil Pickles smirked from the doorway.
"I'm going to this new karaoke place in the mall with Kimi, and a few of our friends," Tommy explained, "If you want to, you can come with us."
"Karaoke? Yeah! I'm in!" Dil cheered, before he dashed into his room.
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Elsewhere, Lil barely made it back home on the bus with a now delirious Phil. He had his surgery done, but was still just barely on anesthesia. He was in dark denim jeans, a grey and white American Flag tank top, classic Converse high-tops, and a pink zip-up hoodie. Lil was still in her school clothes. She had to guide him to the front door with his arm around her shoulders as he barely walked on his own. "Almost there, here we go," She muttered, "One second, okay. Here we go." She was alarmed when his face hit the wall by the door. "Oh! Oh! Oh, I am sorry! I didn't mean to do that!" She continued to struggle, having to leave the door open for a while after she walked in the house. "Come on, Phil, you've gotta give me some help here. Now, let's just get you on the couch."
"No! I gotta get my wisdom teeth taken out," Phil pointed out, his speech slightly altered by the gauze in his mouth.
"Your wisdom teeth are already out! Now get on the couch!"
"No, I want my bed!" Phil whined.
"Your bed's upstairs," Lil rolled his eyes in exasperation. She really did not want to carry her brother all the way up there. He was not fat, but he was heavy!
"Take me to my bed," He griped even more.
"Alright!" She gave in, and headed for the stairs after kicking the door shut, with Phil in tow. "One second." She let go of him to re-position herself, but he flopped down on the floor. She sighed and laid a hand on her forehead in frustration as Phil moaned in pain. So she decided to grab his ankles, and drag him up the stairs. "Going up the stairs; come on." Thankfully, his head didn't hit any of the steps. "Okay, up the stairs. Nice and easy. Atta boy."
Meanwhile, a few of the friends showed up at the new karaoke place; it was called "Sing En." It had round tables with 4 chairs each, a small stage, TVs all around that showed lyrics of any song sang, and walls that changed colors and prints in various areas.
Kimi was wearing a black Voodoo crop top, a black Tripp zip-front lace-up vest with a ruffle hem, black hip-hugger leather shorts, black chain earrings, two silver barbells, two ponytail bands, and black buckled knee-high boots. Shenzi was in a black short-sleeved top with slits in the sleeves and on the upper chest, a black lace square-neck corset top over it, a pink and black leopard tutu skirt, black and pink zebra print short creepers, a black and pink ribcage necklace, black and pink feather earrings, and black opaque tights. In her bangs was a pink extension, while the ones in the rest of her hair were black fading into pink.
Only there to cheer for Shenzi and her friends, Frankie and their parents were there too. Frankie was in a mid-sleeve, zebra and rose print mini dress with cutouts in the back, hot pink rose earrings, black Ash Venus sneakers, a black flowers ponytail band, and a zebra print bow barrette.
"We're not the only o-o-o-o-o-ones!" Dil finished singing "Spaceship" by Daughtry on the stage. He was in a black Americana tuxedo-like tank top, a jungle leaves printed button-up t-shirt, faded jeans, blue Vans, and his new signature Sherpa hat. It was green, brown, and tan, and like his old hats, it sported a joke teeth keychain. The audience cheered for him, as he stepped off the stage, and joined his friends. They all had cheered the loudest, especially Tommy. "You were awesome, D!" Tommy praised him as his younger brother rejoined the group at the table.
"Yeah, you were great!" (Shenzi)
"Great song choice!" (Frankie)
"I agree with Shenzi, you were great!" (Chuckie)
"Totally!" Kimi chimed in. "Well, I'm going to get a refill." After shaking her cup a bit for emphasis, she stood up and walked away to the soda machine.
When she was gone, two slightly scantily-clad girls around their age came up, and sat at the table uninvited. One had slightly pale skin, short black hair with purple streaks in the bangs, which were swept to the right side, and chocolate brown eyes. She was in an aqua blue camisole, a black, white and pink gradated animal print dress over it, ivory T-strap pumps, neon green retro hoop earrings, and lavender eye shadow. Her name was Marcy.
The other had paler skin, green eyes, and her short, curly hair was turquoise with pink and purple streaks. Her outfit looked like it came from a costume shop; it had mismatched knee-high socks, the left having black and pink stripes with a purple hem, while the other had black and white diamonds and a pink hem, dark denim low-riding shorts, a black lace ruffled camisole that stopped an inch or two above the shorts' waistband, short black pumps, Wonderland Alice suspenders, an expensive-looking pearl necktie necklace, blue dice earrings, a large, black pleather bow on the back of her head, and orange eye shadow. She was Raven.
"Is this your first time here?" Marcy smiled at Tommy, who felt awkward at the newcomers, as she took his cup and drank from it without permission.
"Uh, y-yeah, I guess," He stammered with uneasiness. Don't get the wrong idea; his heart belonged to Kimi. He just felt uncomfortable from the way this girl was looking at him. If Kimi saw this, things would surely go south.
"I'll hold your hand if you get nervous," She flirtatiously offered, doing just that.
"Uh..." Tommy turned to his friends for help, but they didn't know what to do.
"What's your name?" Raven smiled at Dil.
"Dil."
"That's hot," She smirked.
"Oh-kay," He raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Um, m-miss?" Shenzi decided to take action.
"What?" Marcy snapped a bit at her.
She didn't flinch at her tone. "He has a girlfriend."
"I don't see her," Marcy smirked.
"Turn around." She turned to look behind her back, and an angry-looking Kimi was standing with a now full cup of caffeine-free Pepsi. "You see her now," She smirked.
"I don't see much," Marcy smirked back. Now frowning, Kimi set her cup on the table as Marcy stood up.
"Okay ladies, let's keep it calm," Shenzi stood up, along with Chuckie.
Raven noticed the four-eyed redhead, and pushed Dil aside to the floor to come closer, as the younger boy yelped in surprise. "What's your name?"
"Uh..." Chuckie drew out in confusion as Tommy checked on his brother.
"He's mine, sister!" Shenzi glared at her. "Back off!"
"You?" Raven's eyes widened, then she scoffed and turned to Chuckie, who was clearly peeved. "You can do much better."
"Alright, that's it!" Shenzi went in for the kill, but Chuckie, not wanting her to get in trouble, held her back, but he was furious as well. No one insulted his girlfriend and got away with it.
"So, you Goth freaks gonna sing tonight?" Marcy asked the two said girls.
"Well, we didn't come for the veggie burgers," Kimi smirked.
"But we're getting some, right?" Shenzi looked up at her.
"Yep," She replied, then turned to Marcy and Raven, "And yes, we're singing tonight."
"Awesome," Raven smirked back.
"So are we," Marcy crossed her arms.
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"Well, I've gotta do something for him," Lil said to her phone speaker, "But he won't stop moaning. About an hour ago, he..." She stopped when she saw Phil leaning down the stairs, gripping the rail with both hands, before flopping down on the floor, luckily not getting hurt. Or, more hurt. For comfort, he was now in grey sweatpants and a grey sweatshirt with burgundy red tribal print sleeves, while barefoot. "Ugh, hang on." She lowered her phone to her shoulder. "Phil, why are you out of bed?"
"My face hurts!" He exclaimed with his hands on his cheeks.
"Just lay on the couch."
He stumbily walked to the couch. "Call Dr. Carmichael."
"I am talking to Dr. Carmichael." Lil then continued her call as Phil flopped on the couch. "Yep, his anesthesia has worn off, definitely." She waited for his reply. "How do I know? Here, listen." She held the phone to her moaning brother's mouth for a couple seconds, then continued talking. "See?" She then couldn't hear his response. "What? I'm sorry, I can't..." She took a small pillow, and held it over Phil's face to muffle his groans. "Yeah. Uh huh, I have that; okay, I will. Thanks." She then hung up.
As he panted, Phil set the pillow next to his legs. "What'd she say?"
"I have to ice your face," She replied from the hallway to the kitchen. She then came back in the living room with a bag from the freezer. "All we have is frozen corn."
"No! I hate corn!" He protested.
"You don't have to eat it; I'm just going to lay the bag on your face."
"No!"
"Dr. Carmichael says to! Come on!" She came up to the couch with the bag in hand.
"No!" Phil tried to throw it across the couch after snatching it away, but Lil just grabbed it back, and struggled.
"Phil!"
"No! I don't want corn on my face! Lil, no! I don't want it on my face!"
"You're not eating it!"
"I don't care! I don't want it! Get it off my...!" At this point, she was hovering over him and sitting on his waist, fighting to get the bag on his face, before she was finally successful. Phil finally stopped struggling, as he managed to relax under the makeshift ice pack. "Ohh. Yeah, that feels nice." His voice was muffled by the bag.
"Yep," Lil nodded, "Just feel the corn." As she held the bag on his mouth, she tried to catch her breath.
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"I can't believe that skank tried to flirt with you," Shenzi remarked angrily.
"It's okay, Shen," Chuckie assured her, "She's not my type. My type is... you." He kissed her cheek. "Can't wait to see you and Kimi sing."
"Thanks, Chuck."
"Okay, ladies and gents, we have a little singing contest going on here," The DJ announced, "Next up are a couple of Sing En regulars: Marcy Waterson, and Raven Hodgers!" The two girls walked up on the stage, flashing proud smiles at the gang along the way. "Alright ladies, choose your poison."
They whispered to each other for a moment, before deciding. "We're going to sing "Everybody Loves Me"," Raven told the DJ.
"Ooh, the hit by OneRepublic! Alright, here it comes." He started playing the music for the song. But the second they started singing, the gang were appalled; they were terrible! They were baffled at the fact that the club was cheering for them.
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At the DeVille house, Lil was struggling to push a scooper into a carton of vanilla ice cream. "Ugh-gh-gh-gh, where's my ice cream?" Phil groaned.
"I am getting your ice cream!" She exclaimed from the kitchen.
"Ice cre-e-e-e-ea-a-am!" He whined.
"It's frozen solid! I can't get the scooper in!"
"Ice cre-e-e-e-e-e-e-ea-a-a-a-am!"
"SHUT UP!" She screamed.
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At the karaoke club, the gang waited for the two mean girls to finish singing, hoping it would be soon. Why was everyone cheering for them?
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As Lil struggled with the scooper, Phil let out a long groan. "Alright, alright!"
"Ice cream," He moaned more quietly.
"You want ice cream? I'll give you ice cream!" She finally grabbed a rolling pin and a bowl, held the carton upside down above the latter, and used the former to whack the bottom of the carton repeatedly until the ice cream mass finally fell out. After grabbing a spoon, she ran out of the kitchen and to the couch. "Here!" She held out the bowl, so Phil took it in his hands. She sighed in exasperation, trying to recover from the annoying moments, but raised an eyebrow at him when he licked the frozen treat, leaving the spoon unused. After taking another lick, he pressed the ice cream against his cheek and groaned again, to her annoyance.
At Sing En, the two stuck-up girls finally finished their song. As the audience applauded, they walked off the stage. "Hey! We're clapping because it's over!" Shenzi and Frankie's mother, Felicia yelled out, earning scowls from them as the gang shared a laugh with her.
"Alright, alright," The DJ got everyone's attention, "Next up in this singing competition, we've got Kimi Finster, and Shenzi Tuck!" The gang cheered for the two as they walked up on the stage. "Alright girls, what're you gonna throw down?"
"We want to sing "I Love Rock N' Roll" by Joan Jett," Shenzi replied after grabbing a microphone.
"Oh yeah! A little rock and roll toni-i-i-i..."
"Yeah, just play it," Kimi cut him off in slight annoyance. The DJ started playing the music, so the two danced in place until the first cue was up. "I saw him dancing there by the record machine," She started singing, her talent leaps and bounds ahead of Marcy and Raven's, "I knew he must have been about 17."
"The beat was going strong, playing my favorite song," Shenzi joined in, her singing abilities also exceeding the two mean girls' by miles. "And I could tell it wouldn't be long till he was with me, yeah me."
"And I could tell it wouldn't be long till he was with me, yeah me," Kimi repeated the line.
"Singing, I love rock and roll, so put another dime in the jukebox, baby!" They sang together, as the club applauded for them. "I love rock and roll, so come and take your time and dance with me! Ow!"
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"Okay," Lil took out a container of antibiotic pills as Phil sat at the table, rubbing his cheeks with both hands, "It says you're supposed to take one of these antibiotics every 6 hours."
"Uh-uh," Phil groaned.
"Alright, open your mouth." She held the pill to him.
"I don't want that," He whined.
Lil rolled her eyes in exasperation. "You have to take it, or you'll get an infection."
"No, Lil! I don't want it!"
"Yes, you have to take it! Put it in your mouth! Put it in your mouth!"
"No!" He ended up smacking the pill container out of her hand, so the pills went flying.
"Phil!"
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"He smiled, so I got up, and asked for his name," Kimi sang solo, ""But that don't matter," he said, 'cause it's all the same."
"He said, "Can I take you home, where we can be alone?"" Shenzi chimed in. "And next we were moving on, he was with me, yeah me."
"Next we were moving on, he was with me, yeah me."
"Singing, I love rock and roll, so put another dime in the jukebox, baby!" They sang together once again. "I love rock and roll, so come and take your time and dance with me! Ow!" Marcy and Raven rolled their eyes at the audience's dancing and cheering.
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"You've gotta take this!" Lil held a pill to him again.
"No!" He protested.
"Yes!" Lil ducked down when Phil tried to hit her, and gaped at him in shock. "Did you just swing on me?!"
"Maybe!" He glared back.
"Take the pill!" She screamed in fury.
"No!" He screamed back, but she started to fight for it.
"Yes, you have to take it! I don't care what you say! Take the antibiotic now!" She managed to get the pill in his mouth. "Ha!" She grabbed the water bottle from the table. "Now swallow it!" She dumped the water on his face, managing to get enough in his mouth for him to swallow the pill.
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"I love rock and roll, so put another dime in the jukebox, baby!" Kimi and Shenzi collaborated in the chorus. "I love rock and roll, so come and take your time and dance with- I love rock and roll So put another dime in the jukebox, baby! I love rock and roll, so come and take your time and dance with- I love rock and roll, so put another dime in the jukebox, baby!" Shenzi stood in front of Marcy and Raven's table, and kicked their basket of fries into their laps, before dancing again."I love rock and roll, so come and take your time and dance with- I love rock and roll, so put another dime in the jukebox, baby! I love rock and roll, so come and take your time and dance with me!" They finished, so the club patrons cheered loudly and enthusiastically for them, especially their friends and families, and were out of their seats. They walked back to their table, flashing proud smiles at Marcy and Raven on the way, where they were praised by their families, friends, and boyfriends.
"You guys were great!" Tommy exclaimed.
"Best singing I've ever heard!" Felicia added.
"You were amazing," Chuckie praised them, "You'll win for sure."
"Yeah, yeah, baby! What about that?" The DJ asked the patrons, and they all cheered again as the two mean girls booed, but they were drowned out. "Okay, that's everybody on the list. So now, to announce tonight's Sing En winner, here's the owner of the joint. The man who signs my checks: Daniel Waterson!"
The club cheered as the man walked up on the stage with the trophy. "Thanks, everyone. Lot of good singers tonight, huh?" Everyone cheered. "But I think two girls really stood out." Shenzi and Kimi were given gestures of knowing they would win, Chuckie kissing Shenzi's temple, and Tommy lightly nudging Kimi. "So, tonight's winners are... Marcy and Raven!"
The two amateurs cheered as they walked up the stage, the gang looking flabbergasted. "Hey! Is an alien with bad taste controlling your brain, dude?" Dil questioned him.
"Dil," Tommy lightly scolded him.
"Those two can't sing!" He protested, as they took the trophy.
"Come on!" Frankie stood up from her seat.
"These girls got 10 times more applause than them," Chuckie added, now the whole gang on their feet.
"Just sit down," Raven sassed them.
"I'll sit you down, you prissy brat!" Friar Tuck glared back, and the whole club protested with them.
"Hey, hey!" Mr. Waterson quieted them down. "I own the club, so I decide who wins."
"Thank you, Dad," Marcy laid a hand on his shoulder in gratitude.
"Dad?" Kimi's eyes widened in disbelief, as Marcy flashed her a smug smile.
"That's cheating!" Shenzi exclaimed.
"Fix! Fix!" Dil yelled, and the club started booing.
"Hey! We won, 'cause we rock!" Marcy protested.
"Yeah, don't believe everything your daddy says," Kimi glared at them.
"Like when he tells you you're pretty!" Shenzi boldly added. That shocked the two "winners" and Mr. Waterson, while impressing their peers and making the other club patrons laugh at the same time.
"Okay, that's it!" Marcy glared. "You guys are banned from singing here ever again!" Mr. Waterson nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, like we care," Frankie glared as they headed for the door.
"Let's just go," Chuckie said as they exited, not caring that their food was still there, unfinished.
(A/N: There's part 1! I only own Shenzi, Frankie, and Felicia. Everyone else belongs to Klasky-Csupo, the Schneider Bakery, OneRepublic, and Joan Jett and the Blackhearts.)