Wanna dance with me?
By Marie B.
One month after the Redfield victory in Antarctica, the calm returned for a moment on Umbrella side...
Claire Redfield is now living with her boyfriend, Steve Burnside, supposed to have died in Antarctica. Steve remembered that he woke up in a hospital and that he escaped from there. He then managed to contact Chris, Claire's brother, and to go at Claire's apartment. From that moment, he's living with her in perfect harmony.
* * *
It was a Friday afternoon. Claire and Steve were silently reading a book when suddenly, the phone rang.
"I'll take it." said Steve. "Hello? Hey! Hi Chris! Huh? Oh yeah, cool. We'll be there. Bye."
"That was my brother?" asked Claire.
"Yeah. We're invited to a big party organized for the S.T.A.R.S. members and friends."
"Cool!! When?"
"Tomorrow."
"What?! Oh my god...I must buy a dress!"
"Huh? You don't have one?"
"No. We don't call me "Tomboy" for nothing. And you? You must wear a smoking or something like that."
"A smoking? Are you crazy?!"
" I know that it's not your style, but you don't have any other choice. We just have today to shop. Let's go!"
After several hours of shopping that Steve and Claire didn't enjoy at all, they managed to find something for both of them. For Claire, a long red dress with thin straps. And for Steve, a two pieces black suit with a white sweater.
* * *
~The day after~
The evening coming, all were there. Chris, Jill, Carlos, Barry, Rebecca, Brad (he's been resuscitated by the Dragon Balls), Wesker, Leon, Sherry, Alexia and Alfred. Claire and Steve were the only ones missing.
Suddenly, they all heard a loud motorcycle sound.
"It's my sister," said Chris.
Like he said, two people entered the ball room. It was Claire and Steve.
"Mmm...pretty cute!" said Barry, watching closely the Redfield girl.
"Barry!! You have a wife!!" said a blushing Rebecca.
All started to laugh apart Leon. He didn't stop looking at Claire, who was grabbing her friend's arm. Jealousy invaded quickly his mind. He decided to go drink some more red wine.
"Hey, Sherry!!" exclaimed Claire, noticing the young girl.
"Claire!!!" shouted Sherry, running into the tomboy's arms.
"How are you, sweetie?"
"I'm fine! You look really pretty, Claire!"
"Really? Thank you. You also look nice!"
Sherry reddened and noticed that Claire's friend was gone talking with Chris.
"It's your boyfriend, Claire?"
"Hum...yeah. Cute, huh?"
"Yeah! He's really hot! You're lucky, Claire."
Claire smiled at her and decided to join her brother and Steve. But, before she arrived near them, she noticed the mad head twins, Alexia and Alfred Ashford! She approached them instead.
"You both are not supposed to be dead?" said Claire with a cold look.
"Yeah...but the author of this story put us in it because we're so cool!!" answered Alexia.
"Right! So now, we'll be able to kill you, Redfield. You and your boyfriend!! Hihihihiiiii...!!" laughed Alfred.
«Marie B. (author): If you do this Alfred, I won't mind killing you first with your sister.»
"Ok...ok...I won't...(stupid author...)" whispered the blond guy.
«Marie B. : I heard you...Die!!»
Alfred suddenly disappeared.
"Hey! Alfred !! Why did you not kill me?" asked Alexia.
«Marie B. : Because you're cool...»
"Okay...Muwahahaha!!! I'm cool!!"
Claire looked at Alexia, traumatized. Alexia then headed towards Brad to flirt with him.
Claire regained her mind and noticed that all the people were starting to dance. She didn't see Steve, so, she headed towards the balcony, outside. The sky was starry and beautiful. Claire sensed someone behind her. She turned back and saw that it was Steve. His tenders eyes shined and his face showed a little smile that the girl loved so much.
"Steve..."
He approached her and kissed her tenderly. (Reference to the last cut- scene in Final Fantasy 8) Leon, behind them, looked at the scene quietly. He was dying on place. He even felt a tear rolling down his cheek. He then heard Sherry talking to him.
"Heyyy...Leon...do you...hip...want to dance with me??...hip..." (She was drunk)
Leon, who didn't know what to do, accepted. Sherry, walking dizzily, grabbed his hand and took him with her. She then started to dance clumsily with him. Chris and Barry who were also drunk, started to laugh very loud. On their side, Jill and Rebecca were dancing together for fun. As for Alexia, she tried to dance with Brad, but she burnt him without willing it. All looked at Brad on fire who didn't stop screaming in pain and rolling on the floor. Suddenly, the fire became bigger and killed automatically the poor man.
A long silence took place in the ball room, but all began to laugh. Wesker took Brad's burnt corpse and started to dance with it.
"Heyaah!! C'mon Wesker!! Dance! Dance!! Hihihihihi!!!!" exclaimed Jill who was drunk now.
Claire and Steve who were still kissing since 10 minutes, stopped suddenly their kiss. Both were trying to catch their breath.
"Ahh...Ahh...That was great!" said Steve, out of breath.
"Ahh...yeah! We should try 15 minutes next time," added the girl, bending over the balcony fence.
"Alright!...I wonder what the others are doing."
Steve looked in the ball room and saw that all were two by two : Chris-Wesker, Carlos-Jill, Rebecca-Chief Irons (what the hell is he doing there?!) and Leon-Alexia. Steve saw Sherry sleeping on the floor, her mouth wide open, drooling. All were ready for a big "slow". Steve turned back and smiled at Claire.
"Wanna dance with me?"
"Sure." said Claire, smiling.
A slow-motion version of "Eyes on me" (FF8) started to play. All began to dance. Claire and Steve took advantage of the slow to cuddle themselves very close, seeing that Leon was watching them.
"I think we have a public." whispered Claire in Steve's ear. (Reference to the movie "Save the last dance")
Leon ignored the young couple, but wanted to prove them that he was able to do the same thing. So, he approached himself to Alexia, very close, and touched her butt. Alexia, frustrated, punched him in the face with all her power. All saw a flying Leon passing over them and crashing like a fly on the wall. All applauded Alexia, who was now embarrassed. Steve and Claire started to laugh their ass off. Alexia who didn't have someone to dance with anymore, retired herself and went to the bathroom.
After bringing Leon's corpse and putting it beside Brad's, the music returned. Now, it was a music with more beat called "Waltz for the moon" (FF8). All continued to dance. Though, the dance was very difficult to execute, all smashed themselves into the others, what caused a big laugh in the room.
The dance finished, Carlos slipped away quietly from the others and went talking to the D.J.. He then reappeared on a stage.
"Whoohoo!! Let's go, Carlos!! You're the best and the sexiest!!" shouted Jill, still drunk.
A sweet music started and Carlos began to sing:
"Monday night, I feel so low...Count the hours, they go so slow..." (Be with you ; Enrique Iglesias)
"Yoohooo!! You sing so well, Carlos! Continue!!" said Jill, Alexia, Rebecca and Claire who were all drunk now.
Wesker, tired of hearing the guy singing, jumped on the stage and pushed Carlos away.
"Music, D.J. !" said the blond man.
He then took the micro and started to yell :
"Wooow!! I feel good!! I know that I wouldn't! So good!! So good!! Hay!! I feel good!!" (I feel good ; James Brown)
"Oh my god, he's much better than Carlos!" said Claire.
"Yeah! That's for sure!" exclaimed the other girls.
"Shut up, Wesker! It's my turn now!" yelled Chris.
Chris climbed up on the stage and kicked Wesker's butt. Wesker fell down and joined Carlos on the floor.
"I know how to make you cry, girls!" said Chris, winking.
Chris took and caressed softly the micro and sang:
"Ooohh...my love...my darling..." (No idea who was singing that...:P)
"Oh my god, Chris! That's so boring!" shouted Jill.
All girls turned their back to Chris and continued to do the fiesta together.
Chris, still on the stage, asked to himself why he wasn't popular. He then looked at Carlos and Wesker who were still on the floor.
"Heh. Too bad, amigo!" said Carlos.
"But...I thought they would have liked it..."
"Nowadays, it's not the song that matters, it's the look of the singer that counts," said Wesker.
"So, you mean they don't think I'm cool and sexy?"
"That's right. And...just look at you. You are not as cool as Wesker and I," replied Carlos.
"But...I'm cool...and my mom told me that I was a cute boy," sighed the man, his eyes getting wet.
Both Wesker and Carlos slapped their forehead.
"Hey! Look at this! What is it?" exclaimed Chris.
The three of them turned back and saw a flying Alan, floating in front of them. All were flabbergasted. (You don't have to understand this joke)
"What was THAT??" asked Wesker, his mouth wide open.
"I don't know. Ask the author," answered Carlos.
"Hey Marie, what was that joke?" asked Wesker.
«Marie B. (having a sweat rolling down her forehead): Hum...it's a long story...»
"Okay..." said the trio.
«Marie B. : Oh, shut up, now! Or else, I won't pay you three for this story!! Understood??!»
"Yeah, yeah!" said the trio again.
«Well...what about returning to the others, now?»
Claire, Steve, Jill, Rebecca, Sherry (she woke up) , Alexia and Chief Irons were playing at the bottle game.
"Hum...there's something that doesn't work..." said Rebecca.
"What?" said all in the same time.
"Hum...there's only two guys and we're five girls..."
"It doesn't matter for me...hehe..." giggled Chief Irons.
"Pervert!!!" yelled the others together.
Chief Irons, demoralized, left the group and jumped from the balcony to suicide himself.
"Stop him, someone!!" said Rebecca in panic.
"Nooo...it's okay like this!" said Claire, an evil smile on her lips.
"Yeah..." said the others.
Chris, Wesker and Carlos finally joined the little group.
"Hey guys, want to play with us?" asked Jill.
"Sure," said the trio.
"So now, we're...four guys and five girls..." said Alexia.
Claire looked at the girls and noticed Sherry.
"Sherry, you're too young for this!" said Claire.
"What? But Claire...I'm 12 years old..."
"I don't mind. You must leave!"
"But..."
"Sherry...!!" groaned Claire, looking mad.
Sherry started to cry and ran towards the bathroom. All looked at Claire with a stunned glance. Claire had a big smile and was whistling happily.
"So now, we can play, right?" said she.
"Yeah..." all said, still a bit confused.
Chris was the first one to swirl the bottle.
«Jill...Jill...Jill...Jill...Jill...Jill...»
The top of the bottle stopped towards Rebecca.
"Oh...Becca..." said Chris, trying to smile.
"Chris..." replied the girl, blushing furiously . "You must kiss for 10 seconds," said Claire.
Chris approached Rebecca, even if he didn't want to, and kissed her on the lips.
«Oh my god...Chris is kissing me...Jill will kill me after that...but...he's kissing so nicely...» thought Rebecca.
«Oh god...when will this finish?» thought Chris, frowning.
"3"
"2"
"1"
"Time's up."
Rebecca and Chris separated themselves from each other. Becca was as red as a tomato and Chris was felling sick.
"Haha...its your turn, Carlos." said Claire.
"Hehe...gracias!" answered the young handsome man.
He then swirled the bottle.
«Jill...Jill...Jill...Jill...Jill...»
The happy winner was Alexia.
"Hmm...it's not so bad..." thought Carlos, raising his eyebrows.
"Oh no...not that Hispanic..." thought Alexia, disgusted
"Same thing...10 seconds." said Claire.
At the moment when Carlos put his lips on Alexia's, his body was overwhelmed by a powerful heat.
"HAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! HOT!!!!!" screamed the guy in total pain.
He quickly rose up to his feet and ran towards the alcoholic juice fountain, drinking every single drop of it.
"Muwahaha!!! Take this, idiot!!" laughed Alexia.
The gang then started to laugh with her.
To be continued...
By Marie B.
One month after the Redfield victory in Antarctica, the calm returned for a moment on Umbrella side...
Claire Redfield is now living with her boyfriend, Steve Burnside, supposed to have died in Antarctica. Steve remembered that he woke up in a hospital and that he escaped from there. He then managed to contact Chris, Claire's brother, and to go at Claire's apartment. From that moment, he's living with her in perfect harmony.
* * *
It was a Friday afternoon. Claire and Steve were silently reading a book when suddenly, the phone rang.
"I'll take it." said Steve. "Hello? Hey! Hi Chris! Huh? Oh yeah, cool. We'll be there. Bye."
"That was my brother?" asked Claire.
"Yeah. We're invited to a big party organized for the S.T.A.R.S. members and friends."
"Cool!! When?"
"Tomorrow."
"What?! Oh my god...I must buy a dress!"
"Huh? You don't have one?"
"No. We don't call me "Tomboy" for nothing. And you? You must wear a smoking or something like that."
"A smoking? Are you crazy?!"
" I know that it's not your style, but you don't have any other choice. We just have today to shop. Let's go!"
After several hours of shopping that Steve and Claire didn't enjoy at all, they managed to find something for both of them. For Claire, a long red dress with thin straps. And for Steve, a two pieces black suit with a white sweater.
* * *
~The day after~
The evening coming, all were there. Chris, Jill, Carlos, Barry, Rebecca, Brad (he's been resuscitated by the Dragon Balls), Wesker, Leon, Sherry, Alexia and Alfred. Claire and Steve were the only ones missing.
Suddenly, they all heard a loud motorcycle sound.
"It's my sister," said Chris.
Like he said, two people entered the ball room. It was Claire and Steve.
"Mmm...pretty cute!" said Barry, watching closely the Redfield girl.
"Barry!! You have a wife!!" said a blushing Rebecca.
All started to laugh apart Leon. He didn't stop looking at Claire, who was grabbing her friend's arm. Jealousy invaded quickly his mind. He decided to go drink some more red wine.
"Hey, Sherry!!" exclaimed Claire, noticing the young girl.
"Claire!!!" shouted Sherry, running into the tomboy's arms.
"How are you, sweetie?"
"I'm fine! You look really pretty, Claire!"
"Really? Thank you. You also look nice!"
Sherry reddened and noticed that Claire's friend was gone talking with Chris.
"It's your boyfriend, Claire?"
"Hum...yeah. Cute, huh?"
"Yeah! He's really hot! You're lucky, Claire."
Claire smiled at her and decided to join her brother and Steve. But, before she arrived near them, she noticed the mad head twins, Alexia and Alfred Ashford! She approached them instead.
"You both are not supposed to be dead?" said Claire with a cold look.
"Yeah...but the author of this story put us in it because we're so cool!!" answered Alexia.
"Right! So now, we'll be able to kill you, Redfield. You and your boyfriend!! Hihihihiiiii...!!" laughed Alfred.
«Marie B. (author): If you do this Alfred, I won't mind killing you first with your sister.»
"Ok...ok...I won't...(stupid author...)" whispered the blond guy.
«Marie B. : I heard you...Die!!»
Alfred suddenly disappeared.
"Hey! Alfred !! Why did you not kill me?" asked Alexia.
«Marie B. : Because you're cool...»
"Okay...Muwahahaha!!! I'm cool!!"
Claire looked at Alexia, traumatized. Alexia then headed towards Brad to flirt with him.
Claire regained her mind and noticed that all the people were starting to dance. She didn't see Steve, so, she headed towards the balcony, outside. The sky was starry and beautiful. Claire sensed someone behind her. She turned back and saw that it was Steve. His tenders eyes shined and his face showed a little smile that the girl loved so much.
"Steve..."
He approached her and kissed her tenderly. (Reference to the last cut- scene in Final Fantasy 8) Leon, behind them, looked at the scene quietly. He was dying on place. He even felt a tear rolling down his cheek. He then heard Sherry talking to him.
"Heyyy...Leon...do you...hip...want to dance with me??...hip..." (She was drunk)
Leon, who didn't know what to do, accepted. Sherry, walking dizzily, grabbed his hand and took him with her. She then started to dance clumsily with him. Chris and Barry who were also drunk, started to laugh very loud. On their side, Jill and Rebecca were dancing together for fun. As for Alexia, she tried to dance with Brad, but she burnt him without willing it. All looked at Brad on fire who didn't stop screaming in pain and rolling on the floor. Suddenly, the fire became bigger and killed automatically the poor man.
A long silence took place in the ball room, but all began to laugh. Wesker took Brad's burnt corpse and started to dance with it.
"Heyaah!! C'mon Wesker!! Dance! Dance!! Hihihihihi!!!!" exclaimed Jill who was drunk now.
Claire and Steve who were still kissing since 10 minutes, stopped suddenly their kiss. Both were trying to catch their breath.
"Ahh...Ahh...That was great!" said Steve, out of breath.
"Ahh...yeah! We should try 15 minutes next time," added the girl, bending over the balcony fence.
"Alright!...I wonder what the others are doing."
Steve looked in the ball room and saw that all were two by two : Chris-Wesker, Carlos-Jill, Rebecca-Chief Irons (what the hell is he doing there?!) and Leon-Alexia. Steve saw Sherry sleeping on the floor, her mouth wide open, drooling. All were ready for a big "slow". Steve turned back and smiled at Claire.
"Wanna dance with me?"
"Sure." said Claire, smiling.
A slow-motion version of "Eyes on me" (FF8) started to play. All began to dance. Claire and Steve took advantage of the slow to cuddle themselves very close, seeing that Leon was watching them.
"I think we have a public." whispered Claire in Steve's ear. (Reference to the movie "Save the last dance")
Leon ignored the young couple, but wanted to prove them that he was able to do the same thing. So, he approached himself to Alexia, very close, and touched her butt. Alexia, frustrated, punched him in the face with all her power. All saw a flying Leon passing over them and crashing like a fly on the wall. All applauded Alexia, who was now embarrassed. Steve and Claire started to laugh their ass off. Alexia who didn't have someone to dance with anymore, retired herself and went to the bathroom.
After bringing Leon's corpse and putting it beside Brad's, the music returned. Now, it was a music with more beat called "Waltz for the moon" (FF8). All continued to dance. Though, the dance was very difficult to execute, all smashed themselves into the others, what caused a big laugh in the room.
The dance finished, Carlos slipped away quietly from the others and went talking to the D.J.. He then reappeared on a stage.
"Whoohoo!! Let's go, Carlos!! You're the best and the sexiest!!" shouted Jill, still drunk.
A sweet music started and Carlos began to sing:
"Monday night, I feel so low...Count the hours, they go so slow..." (Be with you ; Enrique Iglesias)
"Yoohooo!! You sing so well, Carlos! Continue!!" said Jill, Alexia, Rebecca and Claire who were all drunk now.
Wesker, tired of hearing the guy singing, jumped on the stage and pushed Carlos away.
"Music, D.J. !" said the blond man.
He then took the micro and started to yell :
"Wooow!! I feel good!! I know that I wouldn't! So good!! So good!! Hay!! I feel good!!" (I feel good ; James Brown)
"Oh my god, he's much better than Carlos!" said Claire.
"Yeah! That's for sure!" exclaimed the other girls.
"Shut up, Wesker! It's my turn now!" yelled Chris.
Chris climbed up on the stage and kicked Wesker's butt. Wesker fell down and joined Carlos on the floor.
"I know how to make you cry, girls!" said Chris, winking.
Chris took and caressed softly the micro and sang:
"Ooohh...my love...my darling..." (No idea who was singing that...:P)
"Oh my god, Chris! That's so boring!" shouted Jill.
All girls turned their back to Chris and continued to do the fiesta together.
Chris, still on the stage, asked to himself why he wasn't popular. He then looked at Carlos and Wesker who were still on the floor.
"Heh. Too bad, amigo!" said Carlos.
"But...I thought they would have liked it..."
"Nowadays, it's not the song that matters, it's the look of the singer that counts," said Wesker.
"So, you mean they don't think I'm cool and sexy?"
"That's right. And...just look at you. You are not as cool as Wesker and I," replied Carlos.
"But...I'm cool...and my mom told me that I was a cute boy," sighed the man, his eyes getting wet.
Both Wesker and Carlos slapped their forehead.
"Hey! Look at this! What is it?" exclaimed Chris.
The three of them turned back and saw a flying Alan, floating in front of them. All were flabbergasted. (You don't have to understand this joke)
"What was THAT??" asked Wesker, his mouth wide open.
"I don't know. Ask the author," answered Carlos.
"Hey Marie, what was that joke?" asked Wesker.
«Marie B. (having a sweat rolling down her forehead): Hum...it's a long story...»
"Okay..." said the trio.
«Marie B. : Oh, shut up, now! Or else, I won't pay you three for this story!! Understood??!»
"Yeah, yeah!" said the trio again.
«Well...what about returning to the others, now?»
Claire, Steve, Jill, Rebecca, Sherry (she woke up) , Alexia and Chief Irons were playing at the bottle game.
"Hum...there's something that doesn't work..." said Rebecca.
"What?" said all in the same time.
"Hum...there's only two guys and we're five girls..."
"It doesn't matter for me...hehe..." giggled Chief Irons.
"Pervert!!!" yelled the others together.
Chief Irons, demoralized, left the group and jumped from the balcony to suicide himself.
"Stop him, someone!!" said Rebecca in panic.
"Nooo...it's okay like this!" said Claire, an evil smile on her lips.
"Yeah..." said the others.
Chris, Wesker and Carlos finally joined the little group.
"Hey guys, want to play with us?" asked Jill.
"Sure," said the trio.
"So now, we're...four guys and five girls..." said Alexia.
Claire looked at the girls and noticed Sherry.
"Sherry, you're too young for this!" said Claire.
"What? But Claire...I'm 12 years old..."
"I don't mind. You must leave!"
"But..."
"Sherry...!!" groaned Claire, looking mad.
Sherry started to cry and ran towards the bathroom. All looked at Claire with a stunned glance. Claire had a big smile and was whistling happily.
"So now, we can play, right?" said she.
"Yeah..." all said, still a bit confused.
Chris was the first one to swirl the bottle.
«Jill...Jill...Jill...Jill...Jill...Jill...»
The top of the bottle stopped towards Rebecca.
"Oh...Becca..." said Chris, trying to smile.
"Chris..." replied the girl, blushing furiously . "You must kiss for 10 seconds," said Claire.
Chris approached Rebecca, even if he didn't want to, and kissed her on the lips.
«Oh my god...Chris is kissing me...Jill will kill me after that...but...he's kissing so nicely...» thought Rebecca.
«Oh god...when will this finish?» thought Chris, frowning.
"3"
"2"
"1"
"Time's up."
Rebecca and Chris separated themselves from each other. Becca was as red as a tomato and Chris was felling sick.
"Haha...its your turn, Carlos." said Claire.
"Hehe...gracias!" answered the young handsome man.
He then swirled the bottle.
«Jill...Jill...Jill...Jill...Jill...»
The happy winner was Alexia.
"Hmm...it's not so bad..." thought Carlos, raising his eyebrows.
"Oh no...not that Hispanic..." thought Alexia, disgusted
"Same thing...10 seconds." said Claire.
At the moment when Carlos put his lips on Alexia's, his body was overwhelmed by a powerful heat.
"HAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!! HOT!!!!!" screamed the guy in total pain.
He quickly rose up to his feet and ran towards the alcoholic juice fountain, drinking every single drop of it.
"Muwahaha!!! Take this, idiot!!" laughed Alexia.
The gang then started to laugh with her.
To be continued...