Another chapter of Rap Battle! Because why not? (It's because school starts in two weeks, and I guess I'll update when I'm still alive.)
"Wait, wait, wait," Conor said. "Why does Alice get to choose the two songs?"
Abeke gestured to Conor. "Alright then, you choose a person to choose a song."
Conor spun around blindly, and finally stopped in front of a masked figure. "You. What's your name?"
"You may call me WolfWarrior," the figure said, voice barely audible behind the mask. "And I choose whatever the top song is today."
Rollan picked up a scroll. "As of August twenty-first, the top one billboard song is Cheap Thrills by Sia."
"Now let's go find Shane."
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"Shane will go first," commanded Rollan, pressing a button on the judge's table. "I'm going to go get this slime off me."
The stage went black, except for the spotlight shining off the slimy Shane. He cleared his throat. "Come on, come on, turn the radio off,
It's Conor singing and I'm dying,
Gotta get my date, named Abeke-" Abeke left the stage.
"But it's Conor singing and I'm dying.
"It's the sheep boy,
Ruining me,
He got all he needs,
But I got cash,
Yes, I got cash,
And I got that baby," Shane sang, pointing to Abeke, who had already left the stage due to the inconvenience some call embarrassment.
Conor snatched the microphone out of Shane's hands. "But we don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight,
(Unlike you!)
I'm not some spoiled brat like you tonight,
(I don't like you!)
Because I don't need no money,
As long as I got Abeke.
I don't need no money,
As long as I got Abeke."
Abeke found that very sweet.
Conor dropped the microphone, dabbed, and left the stage. The crowd roared like crazy.
That is, until the Bob psycho came onstage again. He trotted along with new crazy boots and old crooked feet. "My turn."
Meilin pressed a button on the table.
Bob fell. "YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS!"
I know that chapter was lame, but the next chapter is where I announce the winner.
And WolfWarrior, there you go.
~Alicio