Hi! Sorry about the wait for this chapter...I was on vacation and had no internet access and when I got back, we hadn't finished the chapter since it's summer and I'm kind of lazy...Anyway thank you all for voting, reviewing, reading, and waiting patiently instead of screaming at us to update.
This chapter is kind of violent, but we tried to make it funny. Not sure if it worked. It's kind of hard to make violence funny. There was supposed to be a parody in this chapter, but it didn't get finished in time so it will be in the next one.
The next chapter will be a million times better than this one.
We don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, American Idol, Pokemon, the songs used in this fic, or anything else you recognize.
So far, Steve, Myranduh, Riley, Bakura, Samantha, Gary, and Stella were safe. Josh and Tabitha were in the bottom three.
Currently, Melvin, Mickey, and Trisha were waiting to find out which one of them would join the bottom 3.
"Melvin, I'm sorry but you're in the bottom 3 this week."
The crowd gasped as Melvin angrily took his seat in between Josh and Tabitha.
'How could this have happened!? I had the entire Steve vote!' He thought to himself. His eyes got wide and he had a malicious frown, but luckily the cameras weren't on him at the moment, so no elderly viewers had heart attacks from looking at it.
"Ahnd nahw, yoo tree pwease come dowhn to centah staayge." Dartz yelled.
Melvin and the other two complied, and stood completely still as the lights glowed red.
"Josh... you're safe!" Ryan Seacrest exclaimed. Josh jumped up and down and took his seat back on the couch with the ten other 'safe' contestants. "Tabitha... I'm sorry but you're going home."
Tabitha started to cry. The crowd started to whine a bit. The other ten contestants didn't really care because they all hated her. Melvin looked extremely pissed for someone who was safe. He walked backstage, still seething, and Tabitha sang her song to get the judges save, but she still ended up going home.
"How could you do this to me! I'm clearly the best here!" she wailed. The other contestants snickered as she was forcefully removed off the stage.
After that, they announced the theme of next weeks songs ("The gweat Dartz commands yooz all to seeng about welationsheeps!") and then the cameras shut off. But something peculiar happened then.
The doors to exit were locked, and then suddenly the lights went out. Then laughter was heard throughout the theater. It wasn't the laugh of someone who heard a funny joke though, it was the evil kind of laughter a psychopath would have after watching his victim bleed to death. All of a sudden, a lone spotlight shown onstage. Everyone stopped talking and looked to see what was going on.
The source of the laughter finally showed himself.
Melvin Ishtar.
As soon as he stepped into the spot light, purple clouds of smoke started to cover the floor and walls and ceiling. Melvin was taking the Kodak Theater and everyone in it to the Shadow Realm.
The crowd of thousands mumbled worriedly over what was happening, but nothing could prepare them for what happened next.
Melvin stuck out his tongue and started to roll it around like a maniac. Then as soon as he stopped, he calmly said, "Meep, meep."
Then all hell broke loose.
Lighting poured from the purple sky as Melvin whipped out the Millennium Rod and stabbed 20 people unfortunate enough to have sat near the front of the arena. 20 other people were subjected to Melvin's famous hugs. Bakura joined in the chaos with his favorite knife from his collection while the rest of the Top 11 ran for cover. Valon grabbed all the liquid makeup he could find back stage and started pouring it down throats and into eyes. Raphael somehow got his hands on a flamethrower and one can imagine what ensued from there. Alister stood guard protecting his master from the onslaught while Dartz sat on the couch onstage and admired all of the destruction.
The crowd even started attacking each other at this point. One man found a microphone melted together with a mic stand and started whacking his wife in the head with it.
Luckily enough, at this point the judges, Ryan Seacrest, and the other contestants were taking refuge on the balcony, and were out of the way of danger.
After about 30 minutes of all this madness, Melvin had to stop to catch his breath and looked around him. Bodies lay over the floors and were slumped in the chairs. Melvin and the others had murdered an entire audience, and he felt quite proud of himself. As the Kodak Theater came out of the Shadow Realm, he turned and walked out of the building to go back to his hotel room. But not before looking at all the carnage and saying, "THAT is why you don't F*CK with Melvin Ishtar!"
It was the next day. According to witnesses from last night's event, the Kodak Theater had just disappeared for ten minutes. When it reappeared, the police stormed in and everyone was dead, except for the contestants, judges, hosts, and coaches. They were suspicious at first, but dropped it eventually. And in an extremely convenient fashion, the Kodak Theater was to be ready to perform on in a couple of days. For now though, the top 11 were in the local park, using their laptops and the free wifi to look up their songs for the next week.
Some were sitting on benches, and some were on the swings. There were also a lot of kids in the park today, but luckily none of them were bothering the eleven main characters.
They were still pretty shocked about the previous nights events, so none of them were talking to each other, either. After all, if you saw a room collapse into other-worldly chaos, you probably wouldn't want to say something that would recall the memory. You wouldn't want to trigger a public panic-attack now, would you?
Needless to say, Melvin and Bakura had seen -and done- much worse, so they were up to their usual banter.
"I'm tellin' you, Florence, this song is perfect to sing! Everyone will love it!"
Bakura groaned. "Melvin, a song with the lyrics 'Yummy, yummy, yummy, I've got love in my tummy' will get you the least amount of votes in American Idol history."
"Fine! You think of a better song then!" Melvin scoffed.
"I don't even need to! At this point in the competition I could sing about my pet rock Namu and get to finals, just by riding on the coat tails of my rabid fangirls!"
"...Namu?"
"Fangirls like thiefshipping. Therefore, I will use this utterly absurd notion of Marik and I being more than friends to my advantage."
"I see. Hey, wait a minute... Don't you and, well, me for the time being, have thief and shipping on your uh, our butts? Does that really mean nothing?"
"... Shut up."
"NEVER!"
"Heyyyyyy guysssssss"
"Oh bloody hell..."
It was Slenderman.
"Why the bugger are you in Hollywood!?" Bakura stood up and yelled at him.
"Becausssse I'm filming Jack Slenderman Twooooo." The faceless monster in a tuxedo replied. "I was given a break so I thought I would get a bite to eat."
Melvin was confused. "Then why are you at a playground, binky-boy?"
"He eats children, so of course he goes to the nearest playground for his next meal." Bakura spat. He really didn't feel like dealing with the slim and smartly dressed fellow today. But then again, he never did.
"Welllllll I could use some company. I usually have to eat alone. Apparently, eating tiny humans can really disturb some people."
Melvin chuckled at this. "I know the feeling! Almost no one ever gives me a hug!"
"That's because your hugs kill people, you bloody tart."
By now the the other nine contestants were staring at the three. Most of them did not know how to react. Unfortunately for Josh, he had stayed up all night playing SLENDER, so when he saw the Slenderman in real life, he screamed like a girl and fainted. Luckily Riley had his emergency smelling salts on him, so Josh was soon resuscitated. Some questioned Riley for keeping such stuff with him at all time, but he just glared at them and said "Lucario told me to always be prepared for anything!" This psycho also talked to and took advice from pokemon. How lovely.
They all gathered around Melvin, Bakura, and Slendy and chatted for awhile. They all learned that for a faceless monster that ate people, he was a pretty decent guy. Needless to say, Bakura still couldn't stand him.
After a few minutes, the Slenderman went off to devour some children. But don't worry, the parents didn't file any charges against him. He killed them too. The top 11 were halfway to their hotel when they heard the screams. They just kept on walking, didn't ask questions, and didn't look back.
It was time to meet up with the singing coaches once again. The top 11 waited patiently.
"I really hope Valon isn't here. No offense, but I couldn't understand anything he was saying. I had to tape myself singing and then watch it to see what needed to be improved," Mickey said.
"Alister isn't much help either. The only thing he told me was to please Master Dartz," Josh rolled his eyes.
"Raphael was actually really helpful," Riley commented.
Alister came out from one of the doors. "Samantha."
Samantha gave the others a look of dread and walked inside.
"So where are you from?" Alister asked.
"Um, Alabama," she answered.
"You have to sing 'Sweet Home Alabama'! It will please the great and powerful Dartz!"
"I don't think that's about relationships."
"It's about the singer's love of Alabama! Sing it to please Master Dartz!"
Meanwhile, Trisha was called into a room. She walked in and saw someone who was not Valon.
"Who are you!" she shrieked.
"CARD GAMES ON MOTORCYCLES!"
"...What?"
"I am your coach this week because Valon had to go into hiding after what happened on Thursday! I'm Jack Atlas!"
"Why are you yelling?"
"I like to! What are you singing?"
"I'm singing-"
"CARD GAMES ON MOTORCYCLES!"
"I liked the Australian guy better."
"I have an Australian accent, too!"
Bakura was waiting for his turn to meet with Raphael. Riley had just come out of the room looking slightly confused. That couldn't be good. Trisha had come out of one of the rooms earlier looking very angry. So angry she completely ignored Bakura. Mickey had come out of the same room as Stella looking lost. Bakura was glad not to be called into that room.
Eventually, Bakura went into the room. Bakura was shocked to see who the coach was.
Yusei Fudo.
"Do you have any idea what you're going to sing?"
"No," Bakura answered.
"Bakura, you have all these fangirls because you're basically the hottest guy in the competition. No homo," Yusei said.
This chap annoys me, Bakura thought to himself.
"Based on that, what you should sing..."
A little while later, Bakura walked out with a smirk on his face. "This is going to be fun..."
"Hewwo, Ahmewicah! This is Ahmewican Idohl!"
It was Wednesday, so the girls had already performed the night before. Trisha had sang "Enchanted" by Taylor Swift. She dragged Bakura out on stage and sang it to him. Bakura was extremely pissed off he wanted away from the psycho. To some, the performance would have been cute if not for the thousands of Bakura fangirls descending upon Trisha to tear her eyes out. She had to cut her act short and ran off stage, being chased by the fangirls who hadn't stopped to try and glomp Bakura.
Myranduh had sang "Before He Cheats" by Carrie Underwood while glaring hatefully at Gary the whole time. Gary had no clue as to what he had done to her, besides run away.
Stella sang "Haunted" by Taylor Swift. The crowd thought she did a very good job and cheered wildly.
Steve sang "Secret Valentine" by We The Kings. Luckily for her, Melvin had let her have her mind back again.
Samantha sang "Teenage Dream" by Katy Perry. Alister looked at her disdainfully. She had refused to sing "Sweet Home Alabama" to please Master Dartz. Alister was furious, especially she had tricked him into believing she was going to sing it.
Gary was first up for the guys. He sang "Valerie" by The Zutons. Myranduh was still giving him the evil eye, but he ignored her.
Next was Mickey. His song was "Bleed" by Hot Chelle Rae. Back in his hometown, his family was so proud, they let loose a herd of Texas longhorns into the streets with a banner that displayed the words "Mickey is best!".
After him, Melvin went.
Melvin took a deep breath. My song is amazingly manly, the whole crowd will cheer from the sheer amazingness of my performance! He thought.
His name was announced and he calmly took center stage. The music started. "I'm just a boy, and she's just a girl. Can I make it anymore obvious?" Melvin began his reversed version of Sk8r Boi. The crowd went quiet for a bit, not really sure what was going on. But halfway through the song, they were really getting into it. By the time he finished, the crowd was as loud as possible and giving a standing ovation. He smiled evilly and turned to walk off the stage.
I'm back, bitches, he thought to himself.
Bakura was shocked, surprised that Melvin's choice had actually appealed to the audience.
Then it was Josh's turn. He sang "Are You Gonna Be My Girl" by Jet.
Riley went next. "She Will Be Loved" by Maroon 5 was his pick. In the audience, Lucario was cheering psychotically. Lucario's support made Riley do even better.
Finally, it was Bakura's turn. He would be closing out the night.
Bakura took his place on stage. Fangirls went wild immediately.
"(Ah, ah ah) You're so good to me baby, baby (ah, ah ah)
I want to lock you up in my closet when no one's around
I want to push your hand in my pocket because you're allowed
I want to drive you into the corner and kiss you without a sound
I want to stay this way forever, I'll say it loud
Now you're in, you can't get out"
All over the stadium, fangirls started to have explosive nosebleeds. On a positive note, the EMTs were nearby so the girls received medical attention within minutes. That being said, hundreds of ambulances had to come pick up the girls.
Bakura finished singing. More than half the crowd had been hauled away by the ambulances. The remainder was silent.
"Vote now!" Ryan Seacrest ended the show, sensing extreme awkwardness.
It just occurred to me...isn't Gary Oak still 10? How did he manage to get in American Idol? And incase anyone's wondering, Bakura sang "Hot' by Avril Lavigne. Now go to my profile and vote for who goes home next week! And we will update quicker next time!
eheheh... We were supposed to update weeks ago... that was the plan but then... I don't even know. Writers block. I really hope it doesnt happen again and I'm really sorry everyone! I hope you liked this chapter though.
Oh I have a poll up on my page for the next week's song themes. Check that out and vote. I mean, y'know, if you want to...
I'm kind of expecting a virtual slap to the face by someone. And I don't blame you at all if you do. Ive already slapped myself at least 6 times, and in real life, not virtually.
Check back soon for another exciting installment of Melvin Ishtar: American Idol! Oh and we should have some cover art soon.
Thanks for reading, reviewing, following, and favoriting and I hope everyone has a nice day today!
-The Wham-Bam-Soup in a Can,
Dynamite and Soup
