Dancing Fools 2

Disclaimer: All familiar characters belong to DC or Marvel. I own Farrah/Persiana and Lance/Diablos. Dancing with the Stars is owned by ABC!

Chapter 7: Samba Smackdown!

And, we're back. For our next couple-.

Vixen entered,

"I'm staging a protest."

Oh, God. What is it this time?
Vixen said,

"I demand you change the next couple to ME dancing with Wonder Man!"
Gypsy entered,

"Yeah, right, Vixen. I should be the one dancing with Simon! After all, I did get that tape!"

Zatanna entered,

"No, you didn't! I destroyed it! Simon belongs to one woman; ME!"

Vixen shouted,

"Oh, yeah!"

She tackled Zatanna, a cat-fight breaking out. The author rubbed the bridge of his nose,

I seriously need more coffee if I'm going to tolerate any of this.

The author grabbed a hose and sprayed the three ladies with water off stage. The fight was still going on.

I always figured they were all wet.

Diablos (groaned,

"That is such a bad pun."

He got hit with a mallet,

"OW! Farrah!"

Farrah innocently remarked,

"Why, Diablos? I can't believe you would suspect me."

The mallet was behind her back, obvious to everyone. Tigra shook her head,

"Oh, little sis.

Wonder Man entered in appropriate samba wear,

"Are you sure they won't be bothering me?"

Trust me, they won't. They'll be too busy killing each other first. Now, let's get on with the Samba!

Supergirl entered, disguised as Miss Marvel,

"All set!"

The author narrowed his eyes,

Kara, what are you doing? Are you dressed up as Miss Marvel?
Supergirl shook her head, shifting her eyes,

"No."

Kara, you really have it bad for him, don't you?

Supergirl groaned,

"Come on. I want his babies. Is that too much to ask?"

Vixen shouted off camera,

"Supergirl's trying to steal my man!"

Gypsy yelled off camera,

"Get her!"

Supergirl screamed,

"No, get away from my man!"

She got tackled, the fight going off camera. The author pulled out a cell phone,

Yes, it's me. Yes, I need you to pick up some people. You're watching the show, right? Yeah, you know who. Oh, and clean up the mess outside in the parking lot. Catman had another 'accident'.

The author hung up,

Hopefully, Miss Marvel can get here and the show can get started again.

Miss Marvel entered, disheveled,

"Persiana13! You're insane!"

What else is new?

The author noticed the state of Miss Marvel's attire,

Hey, Carol. What happened to you?

Miss Marvel screamed,

"Those four bitches tied me to my dressing room chair and left me. They ruined my dress!"

Farrah raised her hand,

"That's not the only thing. You also see those black circles on your face?"

Miss Marvel looked in a mirror and saw black circles under her eyes,

"WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"
Farrah smiled,

"I put in permanent marker in your make up kit. You didn't even notice the difference."

She laughed maniacally. Miss Marvel clenched her fists,

"FARRAH! COME HERE AND DIE!"

She tried to go for Farrah, but Wonder Man stopped her. Wonder Man said,

"Carol, you need to calm down. This isn't helping anyone."

Especially yourselves. You better get dancing now.

Carol scowled,

"This is not over."

Farrah grinned,

"You're right, it won't be."

As Miss Marvel and Wonder Man performed the Samba, the audience and judges seemed to like what they see. Farrah yawned and walked off stage. When the dance was over, the author said,

Well, judges; what do you think?

Farrah re-entered,

"Here's what I think of it!"

She pulled out a cannon, firing a large red sphere at Miss Marvel. The sphere exploded, dousing Miss Marvel in red paint. The audience burst into laughter. Miss Marvel wretched,

"! FARRAH!"

She began chasing Farrah all around the set.

Well, I expected something like this.

Loud crashes could be heard backstage, everything from glass shattering to a cow's moo. The author blinked at the cow's moo,

All right, which one of idiots decided to bring Bessie here again? Remember what I said about bringing livestock into my studio?

Tigra asked,

"Is that we get to eat it afterwards?"

Exactly. After the show, we get a huge barbecue. But, first, we have to get through the show. Well?

Loki laughed,

"The performance was hysterical. Ten!"

Gyrich yelled,

"Forget it! It wasn't worth watching!"
A glass bottle hit him in the head,

"Nine!"

Doom said,

"I say a nine, only because of the paint joke.

A total of 28 points. Not bad, not bad at all. Well, folks. When we return, it's a couple that Farrah suggested-.

Farrah ran by camera,

"HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHA!

Miss Marvel ran, still dripping in red paint,

"DIE, YOU FURRY BITCH! I'LL SKIN YOU ALIVE!"

Assuming my co-host survives that long to see Sersi and Superman doing…the Tango!

Next Chapter:

The Insanity continues!