Can you believe I'm updating?! I was just gonna give up on this story, but seeing all those reviews brought a tear to my eye… SO I WENT TO YOUTUBE FOR INSPIRATION!!!!! And I found some songs from Wicked... Yay…
Kimiko was sitting on the steps of the temple, looking glum. She let out a dramatically long sigh and shifted to a more comfortable position.
Amy, who had been hiding all morning in the bushes, suddenly popped out. "Hello fandom slut!" she said cheerily, plopping down next to her. "What's up?"
Kimiko looked at her strangely. "You look different." She commented. "I thought you had cat ears."
Amy grinned. "Yeah, well, the authoress hasn't updated in so long that my character has changed. Oh, and call me Angela again."
Kimiko let out another dramatic sigh. "I'm depressed." She stated.
"I could tell, do to all the air you keep blowing out of your noise hole." The former-Amy-now-Angela replied.
"I just want more boys to notice me!" she cried, raising her hands in the air. "It makes me feel so…so… so unpopular!"
Angela perked up at the sound of that word. "Popular eh? I think I can help you with that." She stuck out her hand. "Let's be friends!" she gave her a huge grin.
"Uh… okay." Kimiko agreed, shaking her hand.
Angela pulled her "friend" to her feet and put an arm around her shoulders. "Kimiko, now that we're friends, I've decided to make you my new project." She announced.
"You really don't have to that." Kimiko grumbled.
"I know!" Angela replied "That's what makes me so nice!!!"
She took a deep breath as music began to play:
"Whenever I see someone less fortunate then I, and, let's face it… who isn't, less fortunate then I?
My tender heart tends to start to bleed
And when someone needs a makeover, I simply have to take over
I know, I know exactly what they need
And even in your case, Though it's the toughest case I've yet to face…"
At this point, Kimiko gave her a dirty look.
"Don't worry, I'm determined to succeed! Follow my lead!" Angela continued her singing. She took Kimiko by the wrist and lead her back to her 'room'.
She sat her down on a small stool and sang, "And yes indeed… you…will…be…
Popular, you're gonna be popular,
I'll teach you the proper ploys, when you talk to boys
Little ways to flirt and flounce," She tugged a brush through Kimiko's hair, who protested with an "Ouch!"
"I'll show you what shoes to wear, how to fix your hair
Everything that really counts to be-
Popular, I'll help you be popular!
You'll hang with the right cohorts, you'll be good at sports
Know the slang you've got to know, So let's start,
'Cause you've got an awfully long way to go!"
Kimiko pulled away to look at herself in the mirror. She gasped, "What have you done with my hair?" she stared at the mass of bobby pins and hairspray that had once been her hair.
Angela grinned. "Beautiful, isn't it? Now quit interrupting my song, I'm not done yet!"
She continued singing: "Don't be offended by my frank analysis,
Think of it as personality dialysis, Now that I've chosen to be a pal, a sister and adviser,
There's nobody wiser, Not when it comes to
Popular, I know about popular
And with an assist from me, to be who you'll be
Instead of dreary who you were-" she stopped in midst of putting Kimiko's new layer of lipstick on. "Well, 'are'." She corrected herself.
"There's nothing that can stop you from becoming populer…" Angela stopped to think about that. "…lar…?"
She shrugged and pulled out piles upon piles of makeup. She danced around Kimiko, throwing a can a blush here, and box of facial cleansers there, singing:
"LAAAAAAAA LAAAAAAA, LAAAAAAAA LAAAAAAAAA!
We're gonna make you pop-u-lar!"
She stopped to examine her work. She held back a laugh and said with sarcastic sweetness, "Why, Miss Tohomiko, look at you…you're beautiful."
Kimiko looked in the mirror. The person who stared back was a girl with overly curly hair, an over-sized bow, bright pink lipstick, and extremely thick eyeliner. She screamed.
"What did you do to me?" she moaned. She ran away, letting out a sob.
Angela watched her go. "You're welcome!" she called. Watching her run, and holding back the steadily building laughter, she finished her song:
"And though you protest, your disinterest
I know clandestinely, You're gonna grin and bear it
Your new found popularity!"
At this point, several assorted characters, such as Hannibal Bean, Jack, and Raimundo, joined in her singing:
"LAAAAAAA LAAAAAAAAAA! LAAAAAAAA LAAAAAAAAAAA!
You'll be popular!"
Raimundo burst foreword, singing, "Just not, quite as popular, as MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
The music ended, and they all glared at him. He stood up awkwardly and shuffled away.
Mort suddenly popped out from behind Angela. "Look! A bean!" he screeched. Before you could say 'Jack Robinson' he had eaten Hannibal.
Angela sighed and went back to hiding in the bushes.
That was so frickin' long. Oh well! I was just feeling random and decided to type this up! I hope you enjoyed it :D