Songs Featured-
Lady is a Tramp from Glee
Let's Misbehave from Easy Virtue
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"Who called my girlfriend a skank?!" a male demon said walking out onto the dance floor. He had brown hair and wore a suit and tie.
"She did honey bear!" the female demon said pointing at Charlie, trying to sound innocent. The male demon stormed over to Charlie.
"You might want to watch your mouth missy, especially around my girlfriend. Got it you whore?" the male demon growled.
"Hey, it was your girlfriend who started all of this! She shoved me, and said rude things about me and my boyfriend!" Charlie yelled.
"My precious angel would never! So what she said rude stuff, you probably deserve it. You and your creepy ass boyfriend!" Alastor's static grew more intense.
"You better leave him alone bastard!" Charlie threatened.
"Or what bitch?" said the male demon, unfazed the threat.
"ENOUGH," they heard a deep voice call, accompanied by lots of static. The lights started flickering and people in the restaurant were starting to get scared. Charlie looked at Alastor who was in his demon from. Alastor strolled up to the male demon. "DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM? I AM THE RADIO DEMON. I CAN DESTROY YOU AT ANYTIME. YOU BEST WATCH WHAT YOU SAY NEXT, BECAUSE I DON'T TAKE KINDLY TO FOLKS LIKE YOU." The male demon started to shake nervously.
"Alastor no!" Charlie said, grabbing Charlie's arm. Alastor looked at Charlie. "There has to be another way to settle this, without harming anyone. Just please calm down." Alastor took a deep breath and transformed back to his normal self. The glared at the male demon.
"You lucky Charlie is merciful, because I'm not," Alastor growled. The male demon shuddered with fear. The female demon rushed over to him.
"Are you okay honey bear?" she asked concerned.
"I'm alright my beautiful angel," he said kissing her. Charlie and Alastor internally gagged at the sight, so did everyone else in the restaurant. "So, how are we going to settle this?" asked the female demon.
"Sorry to interrupt, but I think I might have a suggestion," said a voice. An owl demon who made his way to towards them.
"Greetings sir, might I ask who you are?" Alastor asked the owl.
"Mr. Harvard, owner of this here joint," he said introducing himself. "Pleasure to meet you all. I had a couple my employees tell me that y'all were out here fighting, and I decided to see what the hubbub was about. First of all, what y'all fighting about?"
"Well you see sir, this lady shoved me and called us rude names!" Charlie argued.
"Not true at all. My lovely Hazel was just minding her own business, until this bitch called her a skank," said the male demon.
"That's right Garet!" said Hazel.
"How dare you compare Charlie to a filthy canine such as yourself!" growled Alastor.
"Watch it buddy!" Garet retorted.
"OR WHAT?" said Alastor, his voice becoming more threatening.
"Easy now y'all, no need to cause a ruckus in my restaurant," said Mr. Harvard, trying to calm the two boys down. "Now as I was saying, I do have a solution to this problem."
"And what is it, spit it out!" said Hazel, eager to get this over with.
"Alright miss. My suggestion is a dance battle! Each of you take turns dancing with your partner, and whoever get the most applause wins!"
"Wins what?" Charlie asked.
"Free passes to my restaurant forever, and free catering services! Provided by yours truly of course," the owl demon said with a wink.
"What about the losers?" asked Garet.
"The losers are never allowed near this restaurant again. What do you think everyone, should we settle things as we usually do in here?!" he announced to the whole restaurant. Everyone cheered and clapped.
"This seems pretty lame. Are you sure we can't just fight instead?" Garet groaned.
"I'm not quite sure about this either. What's in this for you, good sir?" Alastor asked.
"Okay look, this how we always do things here when there's a fight. There's less bloodshed, and make me a good profit. And I can tell that this will make me lots of money. I mean, the Radio Demon and his lovely lady, up against two randos? I'd pay to see that," whispered the owl demon.
"Hey!" Garet and Hazel shouted.
"A good marketing ploy my good fellow. What's in it for us however?" asked Alastor.
"Like I said, the winner gets free passes and catering," repeated the owl demon.
"I'm not sure about this. I don't really do competitions," said Charlie.
"Come on now, please do this for me? I'll throw in some money if you want!" Mr. Harvard begged. Charlie sighed.
"Okay," said Charlie.
"Oh, thank you so much for this! This is going to be great!" The owl demon grabbed a microphone from the stage. "Alright everyone, looks were going to have our a good old-fashioned dance off!" he announced to the crowd. "It's Alastor and his lovey partner, verses these two strangers!" Garet and Hazel grumbled. "Let's get down to business! Who will be going up first?"
"We'll go first," said Hazel.
"Excellent! Alright everyone, clear the floor!" People leave until Hazel and Garet were the only ones left on the floor. Charlie and Alastor observe from the sidelines.
"Alright, now pick from the karaoke machine. Oh, did I mention that you also have to sing?" said Mr. Harvard. Garet looked through the songs until he finally found the perfect one. "Oh, 8437, that's one of my favorites. Okay, whenever you guys are ready." Then, music started to play. Garet started dancing with Hazel. He then began to sing.
She gets too hungry, for dinner at eight
She adores the theater, and won't arrive late
She'd never bother, with people she'd hate
That's why the lady is a tramp
Doesn't like crap games, with barons and earls
Won't go to Harlem, in ermine and pearls
Won't dish the dirt, with the rest of the girls
That's why the lady is a tramp
She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
Life without care
She's broke, it's okay
She hates California, it's cold and it's damp
That's why the lady is a tramp
Garet and Hazel make fun of Alastor and Charlie as they danced, which got laughs out of the crowd.
"Jerks," Charlie grumbled, crossing her arms.
"Don't worry my dear, we'll show them what's what after their mediocre performance!" Alastor said with his usual whimsical charm. Hazel then started to sing.
Oh...
I get far too hungry to eat dinner at eight
I adore the theatre, but I never come late
Garet then joined in with her.
You'd never bother with anyone that you'd hate
That's why the lady is a tramp!
I like the free, fresh wind in my hair
Life without care (She's a swinger, a humdinger)
Hate California, too cold and too damp
That's why the lady (That's why the lady)
That's why the lady (That's why the lady)
That's why the lady-y-y... (Oh...)
That is why the lady is a tramp! (That is why the lady is a tramp!)
Tramp, yeah
The whole restaurant applauded, except for Charlie and Alastor. "What a wonderful performance by these two! Can Alastor and his mistress top it?" Mr. Harvard announced to the crowd. Garet and Hazel walked off the dance floor, past Charlie and Alastor.
"Your move," said Garet. Alastor and Charlie made their way over to the dance floor.
"Alright guys, your up! Pick a song from the machine!" said Mr. Harvard.
"Actually, we don't need that machine. We have our own music," said Alastor, summoning his shadows with instruments. They all flew off to the side. "Take it away fellas!" The shadows started to play their instruments. Alastor bowed and held out his hand. "Shall we my dear?"
"Why certainly good sir," Charlie said giggling. She took Alastor's hand and they started to dance.
"Hey, isn't that cheating?! They can't just bring their own music!" argued Garet.
"I'll allow it," said Mr. Harvard. Alastor then started singing to Charlie.
We're all alone, no chaperone
Can get our number
The world's in slumber--let's misbehave!!!
There's something wild about you child
That's so contagious
Let's be outrageous--let's misbehave!!!
When Adam won Eve's hand
He wouldn't stand for teasin'.
He didn't care about those apples out of season.
They say that Spring means just one thing to little lovebirds
We're not above birds--let's misbehave!!!
As he continued to dance and sing, Alastor flirted with her a bit which made her giggle as he sang the next verse. The crowd awwed at how adorable they were.
You know my heart is true
And you say you for me care...
Somebody's sure to tell,
But what the heck do we care?
They say that bears have love affairs
And even camels
We're merely mammals--let's misbehave!!!
Alastor then did a tap solo with Charlie as the crowd cheered them on. Charlie felt like this was the best night of her life. Even if they did lose the contest, she wouldn't care. All that mattered to her was that she was having fun with Alastor. Alastor then continued to sing to Charlie.
It's getting late and while I wait
My poor heart aches on
Why keep the breaks on? Let's misbehave!!!
I feel quite sure affaire d'amour
Would be attractive
While we're still active, let's misbehave!
You know my heart is true
And you say you for me care...
Somebody's sure to tell,
But what the heck do we care?
They say that bears have love affairs
And even camels
We're merely mammals--let's misbehave!!!
Charlie and Alastor then ended the song with a big finish. The crowd roared with excitement. Garet and Hazel stood shocked. "Bravo! Let's give a big round of applause ladies and gentlemen!" announced Mr. Harvard. "I think we have a winner!"
"What?! no fair!" Hazel whined, storming out of the restaurant. Garet raced after her.
"Hazel wait!" he called.
"I don't believe I've gotten your name ma'am. What is it?" Mr. Harvard asked Charlie.
"My name is Charlie, it's great to meet you," said Charlie introducing herself.
"Great to meet you Charlie, and congratulations! You've just won free passes and free catering!"
"Thank you so much Mr. Harvard."
"Don't mention it sweetie."
"I think me and Alastor should be heading out now. It's getting a little late."
"Of course, y'all come back soon!"
"We will!" Charlie smiled she made her way to the exit. Before Alastor left with her, he stopped.
"Oh, and about that money Mr. Harvard," said Alastor.
"Oh yes, I'll give it to you right away-" Mr. Harvard was saying then was cut off by Alastor.
"Keep it. We don't need it. Farewell sir," said Alastor before racing after Charlie. "Darling, wait for me!" Mr. Harvard chuckled.
"Those two sure are adorable together," he said with a smile.