Lucy looked in the mirror confidently. She had a show to run and had no chance to make mistakes! She applied blush, lipstick, and a tad bit of mascara before turn sideways in the mirrors view and smoothing her clothes out. The blonde was wearing a navy colored cardigan, brown tube-top, a black skirt laced with criss-cross patterns in white and gray, and black high heels. Once satisfied with her appearance, the stage manager come out to warn here.

"You're on in 5! Don't screw up." Lucy nodded confidently and frowned. "Damn stage manager... He's known I've done this many times before, so why the hell is he telling me not to screw up?!" She mumbled to herself in frustration. Honestly, why are all the people around her so irritating?

The big-chested girl attached her microphone to her ear and practiced talking. (A/N: you know like practicing your lines but in this case your voice?) The stage manager came back, telling Lucy it was time to get on stage.

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Lucy's POV:

I thanked the manager and before I walked on stage, I put a giant smile on my face. Lighting off, the only thing that could be heard was the clicking of my heels on the hard concrete floor. I got in position, turned around, and took a deep breath.

The lights turned on and the giant crowd went crazy. "Hi! Welcome back tooooooo," She dragged the word "to" to really get the crowd crazy, ""Is This Really Who You Choose?"! Today, we take our attention back to Porlyusica and Makarov!" The crowd went crazy, cheering loudly, and even a few cat calls from the men. The surround 3 big screens suddenly showed two Tihiki houses and torches. "For those who don't know how this works, we take a couple and have them spend a week with prositutes and see if one party wants to stay with the prositutes or with their partner! First, we'll see how our lovely Porlyusica is doing with her male prositutes!"

/NPorlyusica walked out of the right Tihiki house along with five other well-built, handsome, muscular men. I sweat dropped a bit. "Alright, Porlyusica! How have you and these five gentlemen been doing?" I asked peculiarly. "We've been doing fine," The pink headed woman giggled, "We've been having lots of fun, right boys?" The five random men nodded and looked at each other in boredom.

I turned my attention to the crowd whilst saying, "Now it's time for Makarov!" A young looking man, probably in his mid-twenties came out of the house on the left. (A/N: Porlyusica and Makarov are abo

ut 26 in this mkay?) "Now Makarov, how have you been doing with our dashing Grandeeny?" I asked questionably. "Let's just say... I'm very satisfied!" Makarov winked at Grandeeny; Porlyusica scoffed.

"So Makarov, what's your answer? Stay with Porlyusica or is Grandeeny who you really choose?" "Well... I love my wife, Porlyusica, dearly but Grandeeny is everything I could of asked for! My answer is..." The crowd and Porlyusica seem to come closer to the screen, anticipating the man's answer. "I choose Grandeeny!" The crowd, including me, gasped in disbelief that someone would actually choose a girl they've known for a week over their wife. "W-Well," I stuttered out in disbelief, "You've heard the man's answer! He can do better!"

I felt really bad. I mean the guy practically threw away his wife like she was nothing. Regrettably, I looked up at one of the big screens and saw a crying Porlyusia. Yup, I feel ya girl. I'd be crying to but I would of probably beat his ass up to be completely honest.

"Well guys, that's all the time we have for today! I hope to see ya next time!" With that, the stage lights turned off and the audience left.

I signed backstage. Damn this job is stressful.