Surprise

Well, this is way longer than anything I wrote so far and I think it came out ok.

-Disclaimer- DA and I share Felix. Xenolord owns Serras, Maria and Natalya. I own Shiro, Faust and Armourous (Just call him Armor). DA owns Rayne, Lizzie, and Trip. The rest isn't ours.


Rick smiled silkily at the contestants. "Thanks to Faust Underwood for supplying us with money for building a completely new stage. Also I have brought you here to meet our new judges."

"Woot! Judges! Judges! Wait…new judges?" Felix questioned.

"Yes ever since the incident with The Hands of Despair Mrs. Kellpp had decided to go on vacation and so have the other judges…those lucky bas- FELIX STOP CLAWING THE CURTAINS!" Everyone turned to find Felix practically jumping at the curtain trying to rip it apart.

"Nyaaaaaa! Must rip curtain!!"

"Just wait I'll get her back." Rayne walked up to Felix and gave her a hard smack to the back of her head.

"There we go." Rayne came back dragging a dazed Felix.

"Anyways be sure to get here at three cause that's the opening of the stage."

-Three o'clock-

"Ready." Rick pushed a wide blue door exposing a navy blue stage with thousands of red cushioned seats. A white neon sign could be seen shining spelling out B-high Idol. A long table with coke cups lying about was directly in front of the stage. Three people sat in chairs behind it.

"This is Ms. Angel." Rick pointed to the one nearest to him.

"Hi. I'm Dark Angel, but just call me DA." She waved.

"This is Mr. Lord." He pointed to the person next to DA.

"How's it going, I'm Xenolord. I am your lord and master!"

"Just call him Xenolord." DA stated, as she saw the odd stares of the bands.

"And this is Mr. Tiger." Rick announced, as he pointed to the one on the other side of DA.

"It's MS. Tiger."

"Really?" Rick asked in disbelief. Everyone in the room had an awkward expression on their face, except for Xenolord and DA, and no one seemed to want to make eye contact with Ms. Tiger.

Noticing everyone, DA waved them off.

"Oh, don't worry; everyone thinks she's a guy. Actually, everyone thinks were related. Like this one time this little girl and her mom came up to us, and asked us "hey, are you sister and bro-" DA was interrupted by a pissed Tiger.

"Just call me Flame for Flame Tiger… Anyways let's get this show on the road!"

"No one's here…" Rick stated flatly.

"I knew that" She responded.

-One hour later-

A Wild techno beat played as Rick marched up the stage.

"Welcome ladies and germs! Kidding you gents!"

"You're a DICK!" One of the audience members shouted.

"Yeah, here's DarkLighter doing Must of Done Something Right. You guys are jack-" He was hauled of by a couple of bulky men wearing tuxes as DarkLighter took position.

A happy tune filled the room then almost immediately the lyrics came. "We should get jerseys cause we make a great team. But yours would look better than mine, cause you're outta my league!" The music hitched up a bit.

"And I know that it's so cliché to tell you that everyday, I spend with you is the new best day of my life, everyone watching us just turns away with disgust. It's jealously, they can see that we've got it going on!" It scaled up yet again.

"And I'm racking my brain for a new improved way to let you know your more to me than what I know how to say you're OK with the way this is going to be this is going to be the best thing we've ever seen!" Two drum strikes could be heard clearly as Rayne sang.

"If anyone can make me a better person you could, all I gotta say is I musta done something good, I came along one day and you rearranged my life, all I gotta say is I musta done something right…I musta done something right." A small joyful instrumental solo when by ending with two claps from Rayne.

"Maybe I'm just lucky cause it's hard to believe." Rayne winked at Lizzie as another instrumental when by.

"Believe that somebody like you'd end up with someone like me." The same instrumental came and went.

"And I know that it's so cliché to talk about you this way. But I'll push all my inhibitions aside; it's so very obvious to everyone watching us that we have got something real good going on!" The tune hitched up.

"And I'm racking my brain for a new improved way to let you know your more to me than what I know how to say you're OK with the way this is going to be this is going to be the best thing we've ever seen!"

"If anyone can make me a better person you could, all I gotta say is I musta done something good, I came along one day and you rearranged my life, all I gotta say is I musta done something right…I musta done something right."

"Ba da ba ba ba da da da duhhh!" Rayne sang while the other members followed with scaling harmonic ba da's.

"If anyone can make me a better person you could, all I gotta say is I musta done something good, I came along one day and you rearranged my life, all I gotta say is I musta done something right…I musta done something right."

"If anyone can make me a better person you could, all I gotta say is I musta done something good, I came along one day and you rearranged my life, all I gotta say is I musta done something right…I musta done something right." The band member's whoaoed until the music faded abruptly. The crowd applauded with enthusiasm.

"Hey folks! I would like to say that this program was sponsored by Drakel's Battle Weapons, where the weapons always shine." Rick called as he walked on stage.

"Now coming up next is the ever so wonderful Hands of Despair!" A polite applause sounded while Maria, Serras, Natalya, and Safira walked on stage.

"Yes we know you'll love them, but before they start I would like to thank-" Maria push Rick off stage just as a steady drum beat echoed joined by a techno-like tune.

"When you make love…" Maria sang.

"…do you look in the mirror?" Safiria joined.

"Who do you think of…"

"…does he look like me?"

"Do you tell lies…" They sang together.

"…and say that it's forever?" Safiria sang.

"Do you think twice…"

"…Or just touch 'n see… Ooohh yeah."

"I don't wanna touch you too much baby cause making love to you might drive me crazy!" Safiria chanted as Maria joined in.

"I know you think that love is the way you make it so I don't wanna be there when you decide to break it!"

"Love bites, love bleeds, it's bringin' me to my knees, love lives, love dies!" Sairia dropped out.

"It's no surprise!"

"Love begs, love pleads!" They both crooned.

"It's what I need!" Safiria droned. A techno solo came.

"When I'm with you, are you somewhere else? Am I gettin' thru, or do you please yourself?" Maria resonated followed by Safiria.

"When you wake up, will you walk out? When you wake up, will you walk out?
It can't be love, if you throw it about. Ooh c'mon!"

"I don't wanna touch you too much baby cause making love to you might drive me crazy!" Safiria chanted as Maria joined in.

"I know you think that love is the way you make it so I don't wanna be there when you decide to break it!"

"Love bites, love bleeds, it's bringin' me to my knees, love lives, love dies!" Sairia dropped out.

"It's no surprise!"

"Love begs, love pleads!" They both crooned as another solo went by.

"Love bites, love bleeds, it's bringin' me to my knees, Love lives, love dies, it's no surprise!" Maria sang as Safiria joined.

"Love bites, love bleeds, It's bringin' me to my knees, Love lives, love dies, It's no surprise!" The final solo went by as the music ended. Cheering and applause came from the audience. Rick bounded up the stage.

"Ya know what why do I always get dragged off stage?" He questioned mostly to himself.

"Cause you're a D-"

"Do not! Anyways here's some weird band name the Rich Misfit-ed Socks!" Shiro came up to Rick and whispered something.

"Due to an accident with an evil bed and some cheese toast Felix one of their members has been injured so we are eliminating the socks, now on with the Falconreach Females!" Rick and Shiro walked off. Suddenly smoke appeared and faded showing the Falconreach Females. A fresh jazzy tune played as Nythera sang.

"While he was scheming, I was beamin in the Beamer just beamin, can't believe that I caught my man cheatin' so I found another way to make him pay for it all!"

"So I went, To Neiman-Marcus on a shopping spree, and on the way I grabbed Soley and Maya!" Nythera pointed to Serenity and Maya.

"And as the cash box rang I thought everything away!"

"Oops!" The band member's sang.

"There goes the dreams we used to say!"

"Oops!"

"There goes the time we spent away!"

"Oops!"

"There goes the love I had but you cheated on me and that's worth that now!"

"Oops!"

"There goes the house we made a home!"

"Oops!"

"There goes you'll never leave me alone for all the lies you told, this is what you owe!" Serenity, Maya and Reens joined in.

"Hey Ladies, when your man wanna get buckwild, just go back and Hit 'Em Up Style put your hands on his cash and…" Nythera sang.

"…spend it to the last dime for all the hard times!" They joined in once again.

"Oh, when you go then everything goes from the crib to the ride and the clothes so you better let him know that if he messed up you gotta hit em up!"

"While he was braggin, I was coming down the hill and just draggin, All his pictures and his clothes in the bag and sold everything else till there was just nothin left!" Nythera chanted.

"And I paid all the bills about a month too late it's a shame we have to play these games, the love we had just fades away, away!"

"Oops!" The band member's sang.

"There goes the dreams we used to say!"

"Oops!"

"There goes the time we spent away!"

"Oops!"

"There goes the love I had but you cheated on me and that's worth that now!"

"Oops!"

"There goes the house we made a home!"

"Oops!"

"There goes you'll never leave me alone for all the lies you told, this is what you owe!" Serenity, Maya and Reens joined in.

"Hey Ladies, when your man wanna get buckwild, just go back and Hit 'Em Up Style put your hands on his cash and…" Nythera sang.

"…spend it to the last dime for all the hard times!" They joined in once again.

"Oh, when you go then everything goes from the crib to the ride and the clothes so you better let him know that if he messed up you gotta hit em up!"

"Hey Ladies, when your man wanna get buckwild, just go back and Hit 'Em Up Style put your hands on his cash and…" Nythera sang.

"…spend it to the last dime for all the hard times!" They joined in once again.

"Oh, when you go then everything goes from the crib to the ride and the clothes so you better let him know that if he messed up you gotta hit em up!" The music stood at a suspense kind of way.

"All of the dreams you sold, Left me out in the cold, what happened to the days when we used to trust each other and all of the things I sold will take you until you get old to get 'em back without me cause a marriage is better than money you seeeeeeee!" The tune slowly faded away. Rick magically appeared in front of the band.

"Now that's a song that teaches you guys out there not to mess with your sweeties!" He gave a clearly fake laugh but no one joined in.

"Yeah, great crowd… on with the judging! First up we need all the bands to come up here." Darklighter and the Hands of Despair walked on.

"Darklighter you're getting judged first." He said smiling.

"I think it was ok not a bad performance. I've seen worst." Xenolord stated.

"Hmmm… Not bad I think you can improve a bit but it was awesome like cookies! Yum cookies…" Flame had an expression on bliss while muttering cookies.

"I thought it was utterly repulsive I mean come on your lyrics are weak." DA responded rather harshly.

"Wait a second when did you have a British accent?" Flame asked.

"Since forever!"

"Really?'

"No…"

"Anyways…" Rick said snapping the judges back at the competition. "On with the Hands of Despair."

"Yes, I really like the song you chose. You performed it excellently and it was a nice beat." Xenolord spoke giving the band a thumb up.

"Huh? Is it my turn… oh ok I like the beat it's so how do I put it ba-da-boom like! Wait did that make sense?"

"Ba-da-boom? Please more like just the Ka-boom!" DA imitated a plane crashing with her hands.

"Now the final group." Rick pointed to the Falconreach Females.

"Ah very nice good message to send to cheaters." Xenolord nodded.

"Lemme say that it I wanted to stand up and do the sprinkler!" Flame clapped happily.

"I wanted to take a hose and spray you guys with it." DA rolled her eyes. "Why are we doing this anyways a band has already been eliminated!"

"That's right! Hey Rick! Rick?" Flame looked around. "He's not here…"

-Backstage-

"Where are we going Shiro?" Armor whispered. They where in a dimly lighted area with crates piled everywhere. A weird orange glow surrounded them. Shiro signaled to crouch down and pointed around the corner. They both crouched and stared. There was Rick apparently talking into a cell.

"Why would he be calling someone here?" Armor questioned but was answered by Shiro covering his mouth. They both stained their ears trying to pick up what Rick was saying.

"Yeah, they don't have a clue! They think that the contest is fair, ha! Even the judges won't know… Yeah of course I don't have the money for the vacation! This is just a gimmick to take all the money from the stupid audience…wait I gotta go." Rick hanged up the phone just as a bulky guy bounded up. He had a bald and wore a sleeveless white T-shirt with black leather pants.

"Where's my money Rick!" He said gruffly. Footsteps could be heard coming in Shiro and Armor's direction.

"Oh lore! It's Faust!" Shiro whispered as Faust appeared. She looked like she was about to call out but Armor grabbed her before she could talk. Faust looked at Shiro then at the spot he was staring at. Her eyes widen. The big guy Rick was talking to came around looking for a disruption. Luckily the socks where hiding behind four piled crates. He returned to Rick.

"Where is it?"

"I-It's not here but I promise by the end of the month it'll be paid."

"Fine!" The bald guy stocked away. All three of them looked at each other. The same thought entered their heads. The competition is being rigged by Rick.


-Yet another disclaimer-

Must of done Something Right belongs to Relient K.

Love Bites belongs to QED

Hit Em Up Style belongs to Blu Cantrell