Surprise!

Disclaimer: I do not own Hairspray.

Author's Note: Okay, this story isn't really Amber/Link (which goes against my beliefs), but it kind of has some hints of Ambink-ness. So, bear with me here. I tried to make this for both Ambink fans and Trink fans alike. Excuse me if I don't do a good job, but at least I tried. And sorry if the chapter is short. The next one will be longer, I promise.

"So, remember, if you want to be on the Corny Collins Show," Kenneth, the new host for the Corny Collins Show, started. "Come to station WZZT tomorrow to audition!"

"4-o-clock sharp!" One of the current council members, Carolyn Flanders exclaimed. She seemed to be superficially…perky. Carolyn was the daughter of two past council members, Tammy and Fender. You see, a lot had changed in the seventeen years since 1962: Amber had quit the show for some-reason-or-another (her mother continued to produce, though), Tracy and Link had continued going strong, the show was integrated, ratings were better than ever, Corny experimented with sideburns and a mustache, and he was fired directly afterwards. Thus, WZZT had to hire a new host, and Kenneth Kenyon was who they chose. His personality seemed to be much like that of Corny's, so it wasn't much of a loss. Anyway, once Corny left, he moved in with Brenda, and shortly afterwards, the two wed. Actually, most of the former council members married their dance partner: IQ and Lou Ann, Tammy and Fender, Shelley and Sketch, and Link and Tracy. Everything appeared to be perfect: Almost too perfect, actually.

"And we're off!" The temporary producer screeched. Her name was Barbara Addison, and she was just a fill-in, because Velma was deceased. She was diagnosed with breast cancer, and did not recover. The real producer was supposed to be her daughter, Amber, but since Amber had supposedly disappeared off the face of the earth, the station hired a temp. "Wonderful show, guys! See you tomorrow for the auditions!"

"Thanks, Barbara," The council sweetheart, Diane Larkin (Tracy and Link's daughter) thanked.

"Why are you thanking me, dear?" Barbara's eye twinkled and she patted Diane on the shoulder. "It's all thanks to you; you're the lead dancer,"

"Yes, but you produce it," When Diane smiled, her dimples scrunched up on her slightly chubby face. She had gotten the metabolism of her mother; but her face was still as beautiful as her personality. Diane grabbed her satchel and headed to the bus. After all, she was only twelve, so she couldn't drive herself home. Usually, the council members could only audition if they were thirteen or older, but Diane was an exception; and not only because she was the daughter of the most famous people in Baltimore history.

The bus screeched to a halt, and Diane climbed inside, she showed the bus driver her card, and sat next to a red-haired, brown-eyed man. She knew him well for he was always on the bus at this time.

"Hello, Brian," Diane pushed her hair behind her ears.

"Good afternoon, Diane," Brian greeted. "How was the show today?"

"The same as it always is, I danced with Dennis, Rose tripped twice, and Barbara was just as nice as always," Diane thought for a moment. "Auditions are tomorrow,"

"Is your friend auditioning?"

"Who? Loretta?" Loretta was Seaweed and Penny's only daughter.

"Yeah, her,"

"No, she claims she 'can't dance'"

"You don't believe her, do you?"

"Of course not!" Diane screeched a bit too loudly for her own good.

"Try a little harder to convince her," He stated. "Will you do that for me?"

"Anything for you, Brian," Diane smiled a quite toothy smile for he had not had braces yet.

"Well, this is my stop, I'll see you tomorrow," Brian bid while prying his way out of the bus seat. Diane watched him leave and then stared out the window. Although she was not the most popular girl in her Jr. High School; that title was taken by Harmony D'Aubigne. Harmony had beautiful red hair and ice blue eyes. Her flawless skin complemented the few freckles she possessed on her left arm: Birthmarks she claimed they were. Her parents were ex-hippies (when the war ended, hippies tended to die out), hence her name. Her father was French and her mother was Irish, her father spoke with a French accent, and her mother was 2nd generation Irish, so she spoke normally. Since her father was fluent in French, so was Harmony. When she spoke in French, it was the most beautiful thing in the world. Diane was thinking about how much she wanted to be friends with Harmony. Diane secretly longed to be popular, with all of her soul. Being on the show didn't even help her popularity; it just made her a tiny bit more known. Loretta was her only friend. Well, only really good friend. Another thing that helped her be a bit more popular was the fact that she was going out with the most happening senior at Patterson Park High (which was still around). Dennis was a dreamboat. With his perfectly straight teeth, chocolate brown hair, and engulfing green eyes, he was everybody's crush. There was nobody at Patterson Park that had never been in love with Dennis. Even at West Baltimore Jr. High Diane had witnessed several girls writing 'Mrs. Dennis Norton' on their school books. Of course, this made Diane quite big-headed, but she was still quite modest. After all, she did get her mother's metabolism. The bus pulled to a stop and Diane squeezed out of her seat and off of the bus. She walked to her door, opened it, and stepped inside.

"Mama? Dad? Lawerence? Is anybody home?" Diane called.

"I'm here," Tracy, Diane's mother, answered back.

"Oh, I didn't realize," Diane replied. "Where's dad?"

"He went to pick up your brother," explained Tracy. "And then he has to go to the recording studio to do some finishing touches to his CD,"

"Ahh," Diane murmured.

"What happened at the studio today?"

"Nothing really, but auditions are tomorrow, are you coming?"

"You bet," Tracy reminisced. "I remember when I had to audition,"

"But, you didn't audition,"

"I went to the studio on audition day, didn't I?"

"Well, yeah but-"

"That counts. And it's not my fault that the Von Tussle duo didn't like my present weight,"

"What happened to them anyway?"

"Velma passed away from cancer," Tracy paused and thought about what happened to her arch rival. "And I don't really know what happened to Amber,"

"Are we ever going to find out?"

"I don't know, darling, I don't know,"