Okay, so 'nother chapter...and stuff

Continutiy: Don't try to be clever and repeat this stuff to your friends. Cuz I made it up.

Disclaimer: Don't own Hairspray, but I think you know that already

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A car screeched into the parking lot of WYZT with a handsome, frantic-looking raven-haired teenage boy at the wheel. He jumped out like it was on fire and ran toward the building, followed by his three friends.

Link looked around frantically, trying to decide where to look first. Tracy came up next to him followed by Penny and Seaweed.

"Where would it be?" Penny said.

"Think about it. Where would the bomb do the most damage?" Tracy asked. "I think it might be under the stage somewhere. Under the integrated dancers."

"Great idea!" Seaweed said, as the group pelted into the stastions front doors. They headed down the long hallway to a door marked Sublevel. The stairway was dark, but they haphazardly ran down it, hoping to be in time to stop a tragety.

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Cory Collins frowned as he did last checks with the cast's roll, coming up short three again.

Where are Tracy, Link and Seaweed? he asked himself. He's known about Tracy's stay in the hospital, but she'd said she'd make filming without a problem. It puzzled him, it wasn't like any of them to be late. Those three were some of the most hard-working dancers he'd had the pleasure of working with.

Well, I'm sure they had a reason. he said to himself as he got to his place behind the booth on the stage.

The show started off great. Despite having to compact the roll call becuase of the absences, there wasn't a hitch. And by the studio audiece's reaction, the ratings were going to be sky high.

The cast members were in the middle of dancing to a popular chart topper when a very tall man and a very short man stepped onto the stage for no reason.

"Attention! Attention! May I have you're attention please?" the shorter man said, rudely pushing people out of his way to get in front of the cameras.

Corny went front and center with the man, furious, but with an unshakable smile still plastered acorss his movie-star features. "What the hell do you think you guys are doing?" he said to the shorter man.

"Fixing society." the shorter man said simply and nodded to his taller friend.

Manny took Corny Collins in a headlock and put a gun to his temple. The music immeadiately stopped playing.

"What's going on here? Who are you?" Corny demanded.

"I want all of you to remain seated and calm. If you do not follow these instructions, I will be forced to kill Mr. Collins here." Boss said. "and if you still will not comply, I have placed a bomb somewhere in this building and will not hesitate to detonate it. Now, we have come here to expose the evils of integration and the mixing of white and black-"

"That's what integration is, you moron." Amber said from the scared bunch of dancers behind them.

"SILENCE" Boss yelled at her. "As I was saying. It is not natural. This show is one of the beacons of this rediculus instituion, so I will now cleanse it from the earth. In-" he checked his watch "30 seconds."

"With what?" A voice said from off camera, shrowded in shadow.

"Haven't you been lsitening? With the bom- " Boss asked irritatedly, looking at the person in shadow.

"I hope you don't mean with these. They look broken." Tracy Turnblad said, steppping out of the darkness, followed by Link,who kissed her on the cheek, who was followed by Penny and Seaweed, all holding the detonator cables from the two bombs below.

"Wha-?" Boss stuttered, unable to believe what he was seeing. Corny used Manny and Boss's distraction to the four teenagers to punch Manny in the stomach, release the headlock and turn the gun on it's owner, while people heard sirens wailing in the distance.

After the police arrived, there was mass chaos. Everyone was eager to get out of the building after the bomb threat. Manny and Boss were arrested, the bombs were taken away from the scene, and the police got everyone's statements.

Later that night found Link and Tracy picnicing in the moonlight. They relished the time alone they had together and after the picnic was done and everything cleaned up, the spent hours laying on top of the hood of the car, Tracy watching the stars twinkle, and Link watching Tracy.

"I love you, Tracy Turnblad." Link said.

"And I love you, Link. More than you will ever know." Tracy answered him, a smile spreading scorss her features as she gazed into his incredibly earnest blue eyes.

And they kissed my the light of the stars.

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Unnoticed by the two figures on the hood, the music that drifted softly from the open windows of the car from the radio was suddenly disrupted.

"Pardon the inturruption. This is a special news bulletin: Notorius terroist Marion Dersey, who goes by the name 'Boss' has escaped from custody this afternoon-"

So I thought I'd throw in an opening for a sequel, had I had the inclination. Also threw Amber in there for good measure.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed my drug-induced storyline. I'll try not to write things when I have a cold in the future.

It's been a joy having you with me nonetheless...

-RIssa