HEY GUYS! Sorry I haven't been uploading lately, my laptop (what I usually use) is being stuid and won't connect to my wifi. So, I won't be updating as often. Every oter week, if I'm lucky. Also, tis keyboard is sstu[id and if the G, H or P don't sow up, blame it on the keyboard.
Anyway, I was listening to as song and this idea poped up! It doesn't have much of a plot, so I'm okay with flames. But, review, at least! Flame or praise, Review!
Disclaimer: I don't own Nintendo, SPM or Fever by Michael Bublé. Never have, never will.
"You give me fever!" Dimentio announced as he entered the meeting hall one morning.
Nastasia raised an eyebrow. "Uh, Dimentio? Um, are you okay?"
Earlier that day Nastasia had summoned everyone to the meeting hall for their daily chores, though Dimentio had been unusually late.
"Yes, why?" Dimentio asked, floating up to his podium.
"Uh, you were kinda late, and you never are."
"I was not 'kinda' late, I was fashionably late." Dimentio countered, crossing his arms.
Nastasia sighed. "'K, why were you 'fashionably' late?"
Dimentio smiled and uncrossed his arms. "I was listening to one of the most amazing songs in the universe."
"One of the most amazing songs?" Mr. L inquired, raising an eyebrow.
"Yes," Dimentio confirmed, "Magic Dance is the most amazing song. I was listening to another most amazing song."
"And, what amazing song might that be, asked Count Bleck?" asked Count Bleck.
"Fever." Dimentio replied, bluntly.
"Who sings it?" Mimi questioned, cocking her head to the side slightly.
"Michael Bublé."
"Who?"
Dimentio's jaw dropped as he turned to O'Chunks. "You've never heard of Michael Bublé?!"
O'Chunks shook his head. "Nope."
Turning to Mr. L, Dimentio said; "Can you believe this guy?!"
Mr. L nodded. "Anyone who hasn't heard Michael Bublé sing have never lived."
Dimentio nodded as well. "Because, y'know, Romeo loved Juliet."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Mimi asked.
""Cause, Juliet, she felt the same." Mr. L stated, matter-of-factly.
"True. And, when he put his arm around her, he said; 'Julie, baby, you're my flame, thou givest fever~'" Dimentio sang, his voice somewhat seducing.
Mr. L began to sing as well. "When we kisseth, fever with thy flaming youth. Fever, I'm on fire, fever, yeah, I burn forsooth!"
"Captain Smith and Pocahontas had a very mad affair!" Dimentio exclaimed, twirling on his toes. "But when her daddy tried to kill him, she said; 'Daddy, oh, don't you dare, he gives me fever!"
"With his kisses, fever when he holds me tight!"
"Fever, I'm his Mrs., Daddy, won't you treat him right!"
Turning back to Nastasia, the two boys crossed their arms, stuck up their chins and painted a smug look on their faces.
"Awesome song, right?" Mr. L asked cockily.
Blinking slightly, Nastasia mumbled a "Yeah, sure" before going on with their chores.