BTW, I was going to have Nami-chan sing since I adore her and since she DOES live in Castle Oblivion, and this IS Catle Oblivion Idol. But for right now it's Xaldy ... duhn, duhn, DUUUN.

And oh, I must warn you: I got the lyrics from a website again, so they look a little funny. Lots of misspelled, funny-looking words. But that's the way rapping is, I suppose ...

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"And welcome back. We made sure we had normal commercials this time." Roxas smile with closed eyes. In the corner Demyx sighed and looked terribly disappointed, but that come with not being allowed to make your own commercials, I suppose. Anyway, the blonde show host continued: "Up next we'll have Xaldin and then Luxord to sing. This time around, though, Xaldin has background dancers! Larxene – who is better at dancing than she is singing – "

"I heard that, Blondie!" came Larxene's high-pitched and angry voice from back stage.

"– So she'll be doing a little dancing for us behind Xaldin. And now, onto Xaldin who'll be singing 'We Be Burnin'' by Sean Paul."

There was applause from the imaginary audience as Hayner killed most of the lights and lit the stage up with an orangey glow. Xaldin came out of nowhere with his dreadlocks out of their usual ponytail and flailing about underneath a beanie cap while he was dressed in very Jamaican-like attire, his back to us.

"All right, crank it up, crank it up …

Yeah, yeah …

And –

Just gimme the gees an we be clubbin' you (clubbin' you)
Gal a make wi please and we be thuggin' now (thuggin' now)
Sippin' Hennesy an we'll be bubblin' you (bubblin' you)
Set we mind at ease we got to take it slow

So when you see the S.P. floatin don't provoke him
Cause the girls we be poking have to smoking.
Best thing fi the recreation a fi get the best girls inna every nation.
All Topper girls we promotin' and suportin'
And dem love how we flow king here them shouting
First class ticket invitation girls from New York, England and Jamaican.

Everyday...

We be burnin' not concernin' what nobody wanna say.
We be earnin' dollars turning 'cause we mind de pon we pay.
More than gold and oil and diamonds - girls, we need dem everyday
Recognize it, we pimpin' as we riding

Girls them a page me waan fi raise me
True me write nuff tune and drive them crazy.
Well I man a true born Jamaican
Ready fi the girls them inna every situation.
We a the gal dem pro, them know we flow
With the lyrical content that make them dip low and
Make the club keep jumpin'
Turn up the bass make we here when it pumpin'.
Summertime bounce to the music people choose it
Sean da P gal a cruise with... well reputed cause.
We a the girls them champion,
Have nuff a them like the great king Solomon.
Many girls inna wi eye sight sexy dress type
Se them ready fi a hype night
Just gimme di light
An make we blaze it the roof we haffi raise it again

We be burnin' not concernin' what nobody wanna say.
We be earnin' dollars turning 'cause we mind de pon we pay.
More than gold and oil and diamonds - girls, we need dem everyday
Recognize it, we pimpin' as we riding

Just gimme the gees an we be clubbin you (clubbin you)
Gal a make wi please and we be thuggin' now (thuggin' now)
Sippin' Hennesy an we'll be bubblin' you (bubblin' you)
Set we mind at ease we got to take it slow

So when you see the S.P. floatin don't provoke him
Cause the girls we be poking have to smoking.
Best thing fi the recreation a fi get the best girls inna every nation.
All Topper girls we promotin' and suportin'
And dem love how we flow king here them shouting
First class ticket invitation girls from New York, England and Jamaican.

Everyday...

We be burnin' not concernin' what nobody wanna say.
We be earnin' dollars turning 'cause we mind de pon we pay.
More than gold and oil and diamonds - girls, we need dem everyday
Recognize it, we pimpin' as we riding

Again...

We be burnin' not concernin' what nobody wanna say.
We be earnin' dollars turning 'cause we mind de pon we pay.
More than gold and oil and diamonds - girls, we need dem everyday
Recognize it, we pimpin' as we riding

We be burnin' not concernin' what nobody wanna say.
We be earnin' dollars turning 'cause we mind de pon we pay.
More than gold and oil and diamonds - girls, we need dem everyday
Recognize it, we pimpin' as we riding

Just gimme the gees an we be clubbin' you (clubbin' you)
Gal a make wi please and we be thuggin' now (thuggin' now)
Sippin' Hennesy an we'll be bubblin' you (bubblin' you)
Set we mind at ease we got to take it slow, yeah …"

As Xaldin finished off the last of his dancing and … crude motions … and suggestive, um, movements … a couple the judges sat in silence until the lighting came back to normal and Xaldin stood waiting for praise.

"Um, yes, well, okay … -ahem- … time for the judges to do their thing. Xemnas? What are your thoughts?"

"The only thing that made it work was his hair and clothes. His voice wasn't very similar to Sean's at all and he was off key even though it's mostly rapping; which, by the way, makes me with my ears could bleed just to drown it out. I hate rap, and rap-like Jamaican music."

"Very critical, Superior," Roxas said, but before he moved on to Xigbar he gave a low thumbs up to Xemnas when he thought no one would see it. "And now your thoughts, Number II?"

The Org member in question gave a weak laugh. "Well I can't say he was horrible," he began, "But I can't say it was good, either. Man, Xald … what the hell is wrong with you? You ain't 'so fresh and so clean', if you know what I mean."

Roxas nodded. "Fair enough. And now you, Demyx? What does your judgment commentary involve?"

"El oh el … wut?" the Sitar player replied, completely clueless. Not to mention he was talking in internet slang.

Roxas laughed and sighed. "I meant what you think bout Xaldin's performance."

"Oh! Well, Xaldy," he said, turning to look at the dreadlocked Organization member, "I think that it was fun to watch. But I don't know what you were saying … it had a funny accent to it … so I just listened to the music and bopped my head!"

"I could break it down for you –" Xaldin tried, a smirk on his face.

"No, no, I don't think that's necessary." Roxas said immediately, waving his arms around. "Anyway, how 'bout we leave the rest to the readers/votes? Another round and another contestant very soon! We'll see you after a short break."