Due to popular demand, I decided to do chapter to of Ah Hate that Song. This may not reach up to standards, but I, Samantha, shall attempt to do away with the blondes of the media. *applauds rise* Please please people, it is my pleasure to do so! Anyway, Here is Britney Spears new song (have you seen it, totally scandalous) Toxic and I do not 'hate' the girls, it's merely entertaining to kill them off. Now on with my favorite Evo character and the story.

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Rogue left the living room while all three girls (and Logan) hummed the Jessica Simpson song. She managed to find silence in her bedroom. She didn't dare to turn on the television for fear of once again hearing that Jessica Simpson song, unfortunately for her, Kitty ended up skipping into the room and turning on the television. It was an interview between Britney Spears and some other chick.

"Ah don't know why they said that," Britney said in that southern voice of hers, her wide BROWN, wide none the less, eyes turned to the camera. "But ah did not sleep with Justin. That just ain't right for lil ol' me. Ah am a vurgin." She said, nodding to everyone and than she flashed a smile blinding the audience.

Suddenly a new interview came on with Britney Spears. "Oh yeah, me and Justin did the nookie. It wasn't sex now, it was makin' love. When two people love each other they want to consummate it and that's what we did." She brushed her perfectly piecy bang out of her eyes and smiled again. This time Rogue and Kitty were prepared and covered their eyes.

"We will now continue with one of her best body moments, er, I meant video moments, yes, um, video moments." Said the interviewer. Suddenly the screen changed to a hot and sweaty place. Scott knocked and opened the door. He smiled and sat next to Kitty while her eyes were glued to the screen. Turning to it he realized what song it was.

"KURT!!!!" He shouted, every boy in the mansion managed to get them selves cramped up in that little room.

"This is vonderful!" Said Kurt in delight. All the boys nodded in agreement.

I know I may be young, but ("You're damn right!" Rogue shouted at the screen, she got hushed by everyone including Kitty)

I've got feelings too

And I need to do

What I feel like doin'

So let me go

And just listen

All you people look at me like I'm a little girl ("You just eighteen ya little southern-." "Rogue!" Kitty shouted.)

Well did you ever think it'd be ok for me to step into this world?

Always sayin, little girl, don't step into the club

Well I'm just tryin to find out why

Cause dancing's what I love

Get it get it get it get it (whoa)

Get it get it get it get it (whoa) -- do you like it? ("I know I do," Scott said. All the guys nodded in agreement, Rogue wiped the drool from his lower lip.)

Get it get it get it get it (whoa) -- this feels good

I know I may come off quiet

I may come off shy

But I feel like talkin', feel like dancin'

But then I see this guy ("That's me everyone. No one can resist the fuzzy dude, "the shoves began on poor Kurt with Rogue giving them all, the finger, no one noticed.)

What's practical, what's logical

What the hell, who cares? ("Did she just, like, curse?" Kitty asked in shock.)

All I know is I'm so happy when you're dancin' there

I'm a slave for you

I cannot hold it, I cannot control

I'm a slave for you

I won't deny it, I'm not tryin' to hide it (Everyone except Rogue sings along)

Baby, don't you wanna dance up on me

(I just wanna dance next to you)

Until another time and place?

Oh baby, don't you wanna dance up on me (Are you ready?)

Leaving behind my name, my age. (Let's go) ("I am so taking dancing lessons man!" Evan commented, no one noticed.)

Like that ("YES!" the boys shouted for the hundredth time.)

You like?

Uh-huh, yeah

Rogue rolled her eyes and got up intent on leaving the room. Scott looked up and gave Rogue a glance.

"Hey Rogue?" She turned to him, her heart skipping a beat. (Awww!) "Why is it that all the southern girls on the TV. look like that," he pointed at the screen, "and you look like, well, you?" Rogue's fist curled at her sides.

"What the hell does that mean?" She questioned, unnoticed by everyone, her gloves coming off.

"Did she like, just curse?" Kitty asked again.

"Well, they're all pretty and you're well, um," Scott realized he did a boo boo. The next thing everyone knows he's lying on the floor completely unconscious and Rogue's eyes are glowing with absurd power.

"Kill the Blondes," was all that she ranted. Kitty phased through the floor to warn Tabitha to get away. They hid as Rogue snuck into the X Jet and flew away to a place they didn't know.

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Rogue angrily controlled the plane. What the heck did they think? Not all southerners were Blonde with huge boobs and abs. Her nostrils flared and she wondered what it was that she was going to do to the blonde singer. Than she started to smile, she stopped by at the home depot and bought a couple of things with Logan's credit card. Than made her way to special persons home.

Britney answered her hotel room door breathlessly and wrapping a towel around her perfect little body while fixing her perfect messy hair.

"Hi, how can ah help you?" She asked the Goth girl that stood before her.

"We need to talk," was all that Rogue said.

"All right," Britney said smiling, Rogue quickly whipped on the wrap around sun glasses. "You can leave now Diego." A huge Latin man, with a very hairy chest and a teeny tiny wash cloth covering his 'special areas' left the room. "Ya know ah am a virgin," Britney said smiling sweetly. The smile was so real that Rogue almost believed her, key word, almost.

Rogue entered the hotel room that looked more like a mansion, with ten bedrooms, four baths and a diamond encrusted television. She sniffed a little in pride and sat demurely on the couch.

"Now let me change mah clothes to somethin' more decent and comfortable," Britney said. She left and came back in a pink leather mini skirt, a little white mini jacket with a bra that had huge diamonds all over it and thigh high stiletto heeled boots the color, you guessed it, pea green. "Now tell me, what's goin' on in your life? Ah never get to talk about anything but mahself!" She giggled. Rogue smiled and opened her mouth to speak.

"Well," Britney began, "If you insist. Ya see, ah was such a lonely girl in school, nobody liked me. Ah had ugly brown hair and ah was the star of the basket ball team with an awesome voice and ah took gymnastics and excelled in that as well. And ah never had sex, cause ah wanted to wait until ah was married. But anyway. It's so hard to be a brunette, ya know?" Britney asked. Rogue opened her mouth to reply as she raised a finger. "Yup, ya do. Anyway,-." And on and on she went changing the subject from 'ugly brown hair' to being 'popular' to being 'non popular' to winning the home coming dance. "So ya see ah was an ugly duckling that through the blessings of surgery became the hard bodied blonde sexy not yet a girl, not yet a woman, inbetweenie thang, that ah am today." She batted her smoky eyes and gave another smile.

Rogue gave her a polite smile in return and whipped out the chain saw.

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The news came on again with a now tearing Logan calling the mansion to the rec room. He could barely speak and just pointed at the screen.

"Hello everyone," the reporter said. "Sadly we have another tragic occurrence in the life of the Pop Stars. I hand it over to John McGail who shall do the presentation." Camera shifts over to a very bald man with a long piece of hair wrapped around his head in attempt to cover his obvious baldness, tears are streaming down his face and he is hiccupping and unable to speak. Camera shifts back to previous female reporter.

"Well, anyway, unfortunately a tragic accident to Britney Spears has left the world breastless, *cough* I mean breathless." The reporter amended. "The life of Britney Spears the beautiful southern girl who used to be unpopular with a beautiful voice and a Prom Queen status has been changed drastically with the disappearance of her two reasons of even being on television. Her breast were sadly cut off by a chain saw and sent to Lara Flynn Boyle by mail. We have our very own reporter Natasha McDowell on the spot." The screen changes to a hospital with many people holding lighted candles and pictures of Britney Spear's boobs in the air.

"Thank you for joining us this evening, Britney Spears in now coming out of the hospital and we shall get the first look at the now changed girl." The reporter said. Britney exits the hospital in poom poom shorts and a teeny top with nothing showing. The crowd begins to holler and cry. "Now Britney how will this accident change your career?" The reporter asked her. Britney smiled at the public, a few people left.

"It won't change anything, people love me cause of mah voice and ah haven't lost that." Suddenly she belts out a stanza of her song. "Oops ah did it again, ah played with yer heart, got lost in the g-." The news reporter left the scene as well as everyone else. The camera zooms in to her non existent boobs and the 'tsk, tsk' of the camera man was heard. The screen goes back to the studio.

"Now we will end this with a tribute to the only reasons, Britney had a career, *ahem* has a career." And with that the lead singer from Kiss, Gene Simmons, who had tears flowing down his eyes and a t-shirt that had a blown up photo of Britney. . .pay, Britney's boobs, he reads a poem.

"The breasts that I've grown to love have left and gone
and thus is my painful life
For her breasts were the reason we saw her because
They relieved us of the days strife

The sadness of losing a dear best friend
Hurts the heart in the end
But the worst thing is we have lost two
And now who cares if her she comes back again.

Thank you," and with that he left the studio.

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Another dumb fic as well, probably dumber than the first, maybe I shouldn't even have attempted it. Oh well it took me long enough to write it so I'll just put it up. I don't hate Britney and bla bla bla. Anyway review ur thoughts.