I walk onto the stage. The crowd chants my name and the nooise is very very loud. I bet people in New York could hear it! And we are in California!

"Hello, Maximum." the show host says. I don't remember his name. I just smile him and thank him. I look at my best friend, Iggy, hidden behind the curtains.

"Mikey," he mouths. I thank him.

"Who are you thanking, Maximum?" Mikey said. "Mind if he cmes out?"

"Please call me Max. And I guess it is up to him." I said. I look at Iggy. He has stage freight. He is breathing deeply and is looking for a exit. I almost burst out laughing. But my agent, Jeb, taught me better. Or at least told me better. "Come on! Iggy!" I begged. Yes, on tv I beg. It was part of my contact.

Slowly Iggy meets my stare and I show him the bambi eyes. He was about to turn his head, but it was too late. He saw them. Cue evil laugh.

He plastered on a fake smile and came out. He came over to me and sat on...wait for it...my lap. I poked him...hard. He got off and went to the chair on my left.

"H-H-HHHH-Hello people," he studders. I try to not burst out laughing again. Key word: try. I failed miseribilby. Everybody looked at me. But I didn't care.

"Sorry...it's just...that...Iggy...is really...outgoing," i managed to get out. Iggy was laughing next to me too. Then soon the whole audience was laughing. My laugh was that contagious. After a few more minutes of laughing, I pulled it together and go on with the show.

"So, Max...how do you feel?" Mikey said, trying to be serious.

"Ummm...kind of hungry, honestly." I answered, getting a few laughs from the audience. I just smiled. Iggy was calm next to me now.

"How about you umm...Iggy?" Mikey asked. Iggy's eyes went wide.

"Kind of scared." He said truthfully. That earned some laughter too.

That went on for awhile. I mean the questions not the laughing. Well, there was some laughter.

"Do you care to sing a song for us?" Mikey asked.

"Sure, but only if Iggy sings too." I answered. Iggy only shook his head. He never sang in front of an audience. I'm probably the only person who has heard him sing. He was probably the best singer i heard. Wait! He is the best singer i heard.

"Iggy! Iggy! Iggy! Iggy! Iggy! Iggy!" the crowd chanted. I looked at him with bambi eyes. He made a mistake and looked at me. He was caught. Looking sad, he agreed.

"Hmmm...what song?" I whispered to him. He leaned over and whispered something in my ear. I nodded. "We are going to sing a cover, I guess. So don't yell at me saying that i don't owe this song. I don't! Well here we go." I announced to the group.

We moved to the stage with the two mikes ready. I grabbed the one to the went to the DJ booth and got the song going. It was the karoke version. After taking a deep breathe, I started the song.

"Come on girl, you've got one shot to be with me You know you drive me crazy,
But I know how to take your breath away so lets go Well I don't care what's going through you You can see me, and I can see you So lets cut this game, we both feel the same And I'll show you a night you're used to"

"All you do is run through my head Are you getting tired yet?" Iggy sang. His voice was amazing. I even heard some gasps from the crowd.

"Everyone's jumping up and down,
I'm starring at the crowd,
And the dream girls singing the words And she looks like she needs me Dance with me and I'll show you what you're missing And everybody in town, put your hands up all around And sing this, Let's sing this" I sang.

"Cautious, never been a burden to the bosses Crosses God says step up with the flow With the dipper in my door So Saucey runnin for months and my song say EH!
Got my palm tree Got Them pumpin Hit em up That's right can't no bosses counter play me moves Shoot the monsters Party like it's 2009 in the eye When they zone in? the homeless I See Stars Little Bizzy Bone, No Shorts, No Losses Scenes of adultery-resist the king Queens of? the fortress, crystal ball warns us I go roulette rooting-ing-ing-ing this one tonight give me four to the four to the beam, kick 'em all in the foot Play them all till they dead ***** Sing this Then I pass through the ash of my canva-see's?, Friend to me, bring the enemies Spit it like I serve the fiends Was the pussy afraid of me?
The bastard would not come over with the thunder, raining? dome bullet I swear to the death till they park and they never forget Henny had her hands on me, yeah I'm a muthafucker" Iggy was almost as fast as Bizzy Bone. Almost. But he was a better rapper than me, thats for sure.

"SING" I added, right on cue.

"Like a guillotine, Caffiene's what they give me To kiss in the mist, with my lips in the distance Me swerve every bump in the darkness" Iggy rapped, with stopping.

"STOP" I added, again, right on cue.

"Sing To This Sing To This!" Iggy was out breath, but he managed to say this.

"Everyone's jumping up and down,
I'm starring at the crowd,
And the dream girls singing the words And she looks like she needs me Dance with me and I'll show you what you're missing And everybody in town, put your hands up all around And sing this, Let's sing this" "Everyone's jumping up and down,
I'm starring at the crowd,
And the dream girls singing the words And she looks like she needs me Dance with me and I'll show you what you're missing And everybody in town, put your hands up all around And sing this, Let's sing this" I finished. Me and Iggy bowed and walked back to our chairs.

The crowd was cheering. "Wow!" Mikey said. "That was amazing Maz and Iggy! Are you going to start a singing career now Iggy?"

"I don-" He began.

"Yes! He is going to do a new CD with me." I said happily. "Come on Iggy! It'll be fun!"

"Okay," he answered shortly.

"Well that is all the time we have. Until next time people." Mikey said before turning to us. "That was great. Awesome song. Well got to go now bye Max and Iggy."

"Yeah sure whatever." Me and Iggy said together. "Jinx! Double Jinx! Tripled Jinx." I punched him.

"Ha! I won." I said popping the "p". "Come on! Got to get you to Jeb. So we can make your contract!"