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I'll try not to have a dreadfully long chapter, but I cannot promise, but I can promise this: Nico, Nikayla, and Skylar (The children of Team Hooligan if you read any of the previous chapters) are at it again, but this time, with music, and against powerful semi-adversaries. Who will be the dominant voice? (No exact, actual singing included)
AND ANY SONG I MENTION BELONGS TO THE ORIGINAL SINGERS, WRITERS, AND ALL THOSE INCORPORATED WITH SAID SONG (Ex: Come With Me Now, by the KONGOS) UNLESS I MAKE UP A SONG.
Chapter 11: We Wanna Form A Band!
Nico, Nikayla, and Skylar were bored crapless. It was one of those lazy, summer days where they had caused so much trouble they were grounded. Maybe giving their moms a wedgie and drugging their father's drinks so that way they could throw a party was not a good idea. Luckily for them, their fathers had such a hangover their mothers were too busy caring for them to notice a polar bear and a weasel sneaking out to meet a green duck, though Jayla, Aria, and Halaya (Nikayla's sisters) were sure to tell on them. Then it struck one of them.
"Maybe we could form a band!" shouted Skylar. "And then what?" Nico asked eagerly. "Kick our fathers in the nuts for being such asses!" Nikayla added. "Or maybe kick some Destructix ass!" Skylar said, implementing a way better idea. "But what do we got against the Destructix?" Nico asked, dumbfounded by his friend's idea submissions.
"Not Tamara and her friends, the original Destructix. Ya know, the scary Scar Man and his friends." Skylar explained. "I don't think that it'd be a good idea to lay a hand on them if scary describes one of them." Nikayla acknowledged, a strip of clarity finally entering her thick skull. "But it would seem like such fun." Nico begged. "Ok." Nikayla shrugged.
Later at Flying Frog's house...
The three hooligans knocked on Flying Frog's door. Charlotte greeted them warmly and let them into their house. "Are the original Destructix home?" asked Skylar. "No, but Cinnomin and her brothers are," Charlotte answered. "So what can I do for you three?" "Can we talk to Cinnomin for a moment?" Nico asked, hatching a plan. "Ok," Charlotte answers. "Just give her one moment. Cinnomin!"
Cinnomin, aided by her brothers, was lead down the steps. Cinnomin dismissed her brothers with a hug and then felt the faces of the Team Hooligany members.
"Nico." she stated with uncertainty.
"Nikayla." she sighed boredly.
"And Skylar!" she greeted him with a kiss, and her brothers pounded and howled against the window, earning them scorn from their mother.
Skylar kissed her back, and then they began to walk down a deserted road after Cinnomin promised to be home before dark. She held Skylar's arm as they walked as Nico and Nikayla pulled out a huge heap of tape and rope, snickering evilly as they ambled along the road.
Eventually they stopped, and thats when Nico struck. He gave Cinnomin a punch she'll never forget, since he has Bark's strength. Cinnomin grunted and fell to the ground, Skylar just held his mouth in both shock and stupidity, unable to move or do anything as the 13 year old layed motionless.
"I think you killed her." Nikayla said. "Good," Nico replied. "We'll need all the leverage we can get if we are to fight the Destructix. For now, tie her up." Nikayla did as told.
Later Flying the Scary Scar Man Frog finds out about this and gives Nikayla, Nico, and Skylar the fight they were yearning for, teaching them a lesson about brutality and the Destructix. At least Cinnomin was ok. Slight case of amnesia, but ok, but for now, it's been 6 months since the incident, and a brand new idea is being hatched within the young minds of Team Hooligany.
"Dad," Skylar screams. "I wanna form a band!" Nack groaned, wiped his face, and got up, going, "If you start this, you finish it. This will not be like summer camp, karate classes, Judo lessons, your Spanish classes, or your guardian training where you miracuously sneak off to fuck around with Nico and Nikayla."
"Dad, this time will be different, promise." the young boy smiled eagerly. Nack gave him a look of contempt and said, "All right then. Let's go get you an instrument. Now do I dare ask who'll be in your band?" "Cinnomin, Nico, and Nikayla!" Skylar yelled, jumping up and down excitedly. Nack grew in years at hearing the last two names. "I'll call Cinnomin for you. Now you go upstairs and get into the attic and bring down my instruments, one at a time." said Nack, clarifying the last part so that way his idiot son wouldn't mess this simple order up.
Later, after Nack just got through with an ultra "nice" conversation with Flying Frog, annoying racket could be heard from miles away...
"Dammit Skylar," Nack growled as he marched up the stairs. "What is all that damn noise?" Daria was following him, shaking her head in disdain. "Son," she said. "You know you're father has a short temper, please tell us what you are-"
And to what should they find, Skylar was beating and scraping the guitar against the floor. He stopped for a moment and said, "I'm playin' music dad." Nack locked eyes with him and snatched the guitar away from his hands blaring, "Dammit! You're tearing it up! If you haven't already!"
"Well, at least I'm not Cinnomin!" Skylar retorted at random. "What's that supossed to mean?" Nack asked, dumbfounded. "Cinnomin has a crush on Predator Hawk, and maybe if she can woo him, he'll leave his wife for her."
Daria and Nack looked at each other and blink. "What?" Daria asked. "Uh, son, I don't think that will work, given the fact that Predator is 45 and that would just be weird. Now I should beat you over making a statement like that, but I promised myself that no whippings until I've calmed down."
"I like to make music." Skylar said. "And Cinnomin is on the phone again right now," Daria stated as she listened for Cinnomin's response, but recieved the dialtone instead. "Now she hung up." "How do you expect to be in a band when you literally destroy everything you touch?" insulted Nack. "Nack!" shouted Daria, looking him in the eye. "Daria." Nack said, calming down at the touch of her hand.
Later... After much convicing...
"You can have your little band, but you'll have to practice." Nack decided. Skylar jumped up and down with glee until Daria, in Russian, chided, "Child, stop jumping so hard, you'll destroy the household."
Meanwhile, at Flying Frog's house...
Cinnomin was having a very important talk with the Destructix congregation, the remaining original members in the next room. "Destructix, I have an idea!" she stated. "What is it Cinnomin?" asked Lake, clinging onto her very word.
"You're not going to suggest that we kill Nectarine are you?" Valiance blurted out. Everybody gave him strange and aggrivated looks. "Uh, no," Cinnomin stated, annoyed as ever. "We, with the permission of our parents, are going to start a band."
"A rubber band," squeaked Jessica. "I don't know how to make a rubber band." "Not a rubber band," Nikai corrected. "A band where you play music and sing." "Oh, ok." Jessica said with a stupid look on her face. "What are we going to call ourselves?" Nectarine signed.
"How about, Good Night." Tamara suggested. Everybody gave her a look before Cinnomin giggled, "That was much better than what I thought of, because we were going to call ourselves, Raining Doom or Bloody Agony." Everybody stared at her for a moment. "How about, The Fucking Destructix?" Nikai asked. "The Fucking Destructix?" Lake returned, raising an eyebrow at the greenish looking bird.
"How about, The Destructix?" Tamara added. Everybody looked at her and nodded in aggreement. "I guess it's settled then Destructix," Cinnomin said, her eyes flowering with cheery delight. "We'll be called, The Destructix."
A few days later, after the Evil Chaotix kids had overheard and formed a band of their own, Skylar was in practice with Nikayla and Nico as their parents, Jet, Sonic, and their kids watched the trainwreck happening before them...
Nikayla was shaking the guitar like a maracca and whining, "Why isn't any sound coming from it?" Nico was tone deaf and not even singing the correct lyrics to the song, and Skylar was just standing there, doing nothing but ocassionally walking around the stage without a lick of common sense, the mic in his hands.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!" howled Nicolette, shaking her head in disdain. The Hooligany's parents stood up to confront the terrible group.
"What are you singing?" Bean asked Nico. "Tik Tok by Kesha." Nico answered. "Well, "This place about to blow" is the lyrics to Kesha's song, Blow, not Tik Tok." "But I-" "Sing it right Nico," Wave scolded. "Or don't sing it at all." "Mother." Nico complained. "No complaining." Wave stated sternly.
Nikayla was still shaking the guitar when Bark, her musically talented father, walks up to her and grabs the instrument from her hands. He motioned for her to watch him strum it correctly. Nack and Daria had a lot to say to Skylar. After that, Nack sighed, placed his hand on his face, walked back to his chair, and slumped with defeat.
"How about we give a demo?" Sonic asked. Nack raised his head up, his face dark, then it turned into delight, and he, Sonic, Bean, and Bark, strummed guitars and sang.
At the Destructix's house...
The Destructix girls sang their song, except this time, they mashed it up to conform to each member's native tongue. Why? Because, just because someone doesn't speak English doesn't mean that they lack musical talent and can't sing. In fact, the song was beautifully placed, even with Nectarine, Nikai, and Valiance's Babylonian speech incorporated into it, they just hoped that nobody actually noticed that they weren't speaking any actual Mobian language, and that they seemed a bit off. Especially Valiance, who's just oozing the word 'alien.'
Their parents were just beebopping their heads in rythm and pride.
Charmy's house...
"Those damn Destructix whores are entering that "Spunky Starlight Competition" sometime next month. Chi-yah." said a light blue chameleon with green eyes and dark blue pants and a gray scarf, sitting intently in his chair with a sneer as he played with his fingers. He was a ninja of 26 years of age, his comrads were a bit too young to be hanging out with him, and his childish pursuits led him into major fights with the other children.
"Maybe we should join and ensure those bitches where the real talent lies Gavin." said a brown rabbit with orange tipped ears of only 14 years of age.
"Oh Butter, everybody know that we're the finest of the fine. Queens and a king who deserve all the attention." laughed a princess bee who looked like Charmy's female counterpart.
"But Belinda." sobbed a green crocodile with yellow eyes. "Shut up you dumb fuck! Chi-yah!" called Gavin, threatening to hit him. "You're our slave, now shut up!" insulted Belinda.
Vector was standing in the doorway, overhearing everything. He cleared his throat and growled, "You leave my son alone you bitches!" "Ah shut up you fat, green bastard! Chi-yah." Gavin brushed. "Dad," Argyle whined. "You're embarassing me!" "Son." was all that Vector said before his blood chilled and he walked reluctantly back into the house. Vector closed the door behind him and looked at Charmy grimly. "I've tried and tried, but I-" then he broke down crying. Charmy rubbed his back and said, "My child is wilder than yours and Espio's are out of control. At least I still have my other girls."
"Well good for you," Vector sneered. "I'm so glad that your wife didn't take ill and die. I'm so glad you have other children to rub in my face." Miara the Bee, Charmy's wife, stood there and shook her head as she watched the pudgy Vector, and her husband, who was still a dwarf, argue.
At Bark and Nic's house 3 weeks later...
"They practice yet they get more horrible the more they do." Nic said as she prepared sandwiches for the family to eat. Nikayla's twin sister, Jayla the Polar Bear, sat beside her father and cringed, "Please make them stop! They sound like a bunch of idiots when they play together."
The other set of twins were yellow weasels with crimson red eyes, named Aria and Halaya. They are 19 years old, 2 years older than Jayla and Nikayla. They flattened their ears and one of the twins, Aria, asked, "Why would you let her do something this nice? All she does is cause trouble and gets away with it. Why?"
"Sweetheart," Nic answered. "We were hoping that if her idle hands did something else, she wouldn't be in so much trouble." "It's not fair that she gets away with murder and we don't." Jayla complained. "But it's not fair that people have to deal with the terror and mayhem she causes everywhere she goes now does it, Sweetie?" Nic answered back with a blink. "Or her sex noises." Jayla snorted in laughter. "Jayla!" scolded the other members of the family. "What," gritted Jayla. "Do you know what it's like when everybody mistakes you for Nikayla because you're her identical twin sister?"
"Well, you could be like Sonic and be 1 of 3 in a set of triplets." Aria inputted. "Or be like poor Nectarine and have 6 older brothers that are 2 sets of identical triplets." Halaya added. "They are correct, try having 2 more that look like you. Now that's just begging for mixups and confusion!" Nic exclaimed. She placed the sandwiches on seperate plates and distributed them to each person, with Bark and Jayla having more than a polar bear's share. Then they heard a loud thump and a young boy cry out.
Rushing upstairs they find Skylar crying profusely, holding his hand like he had broke it. "I broke my hand!" he wailed. "How?" asked Nic urgently. "I clapped the wrong way." Skylar cried, his ears drooping into his eyes. Nic and Bark were at a loss on how to react until Nikayla called the police, hollering that somebody was dying and they needed help right away. So when the police came, they had told the police what had happened and then they took Skylar to a hospital where he was treated for a broken palm.
Meanwhile at the Predator Hawk's house...
Valiance and Nikai were practicing the words to the song when Valiance dropped him drumsticks, leaped over the set, and pulled Nikai into a deep kiss. Nikai, although shocked, blushed deeply. "I wanted to know what it felt like to kiss a boy." Valiance said. "Well shit! I'm straight as a board, but you kiss like damn! I could always make an exception for you!" Nikai spoke proudly. "Are you suggesting we kiss again?" Valiance asked. "Sure as shit!" Nikai exclaimed and kissed Valiance again. Valiance returned the kiss, boldly gripping at Nikai's hair, and then Nectarine walked in.
Nectarine coughed as her bottom eyelid twitched high with jealousy. She signed like a razor, "I hope kissing was a part of the lyrics, because if not, I shall tell father of... whatever this is." "It's called respect Nectarine." Valiance told. "Respect?" she asked.
"I've had a crush on Nikai for quite some time and I intend to explore. Now you can go and rant to your father and have me tell him about your exploration of Lake and Cookie both at the same time, or you can pretend you saw nothing and save your little ass." Valiance spoke.
Nectarine held her butt and then signed, "But father said that respect is earned through dedication. How are you dedicating yourself to a respectful purpose?" "By getting Nikai's respect of course." Valiance stated matter-of-factly. "What about me?" Nectarine signed defeatedly. "What about you?" Valiance asked. She gave them a look that said it all-she had a crush on him!
"I was just hoping that there would be an us." she signed, her eyes falling to the floor. "Nonsense," Valiance laughed. "I am your appointed guardian, and I will remain that way forever. Not even your great grandchildren can escape me, for I am immortal." "And so is Wave. I could always have her beat your ass." Nikai interjected, defending Nectarine.
"Is she a creation just like me?" Valiance asked. By now, Predator Hawk had walked in and overheard the question. "Yes," he said as Valiance and Nectarine bowed with a "Father." "Wave's mother's ovaries had been destroyed in battle, so Wave's father created an artificial Babylonian out of his own sperm, unlike you, who is made out of blood and hair follicals. Wave's father just wanted to make sure she was his, and like a fool, implemented some other woman's genes into her body that made her who she is today."
"We are surrounded by beautiful flowers and incredibly advanced technology, how and why in the hell is Wave's "mother" not her real mother?" Nikai spat. "I don't know," answered Predator. "That is a question that we're all dying to hear an answer too. Now continue to practice, as practice makes perfect, and perfection means unlimited boundaries." The three of them bowed again and gave a respectful, "Yes Father."
He walked out of the room sighing with gladness, "Such charming children."
Cream's house...
Argyle was crying loudly as his teammates beat the living hell at him. "You bastard," Butter screeched. "You don't know how to play an instrument! You're not worth shit to us anymore!"
"You weren't even worth shit to begin with!" Belinda shouted angrily. "You should just kill yourself because that's how much you're worth! Chi-yah!" insulted Gavin, spitting on him.
Suddenly, they felt a tug on them as purple aura engulfed their bodies, starting to drain the lifeforce out of them. "I've had enough of you three," glowered Cream, all grown up, using two of her many powers against them. She walked over to Argyle and helped him up, using her powers to heal his body as she said, "You don't need them, nor know how to play an instrument, for you are beautiful, and you can control the most beautiful thing on Mobius-music." "Thanks Cream." stated Argyle in fear.
Cream brushed him off and then released his "friends" because they may be horrid little monsters, but every parent loves their child regardless, and she doesn't need anyone coming after her out of spite. "Mom!" shouted Butter. "Child abuse!" hollered Belinda. "Everybody hates you Argyle! Chi-yah!" Gavin spat. Cream turned around and breathed the word stone, and that is what they had all became. "Now you come with me, and we shall practice your abilities." Cream stated to the cowering crocodile. And they did.
Tournament Time
It was time for the "Spunky Starlight Competition" hosted in Starlight Zone. There were contestants aplenty and many more were facing the Stage Fright Jitters. They had every right to be, an important critic was coming to watch everyone perform, and maybe, just maybe, the winner would get a record deal and become rich and famous. Nobody here was a professional, and everybody knew that, but with a million eyes plastered onto you, it can make the strongest of the strong whimper in their place.
The critic was a very slender man from New England with a bushy skunk tail and a berret in his head. His gold eyes shined luminously under the spotlight as his plaid bowtie brought out the features on his face. Geoffrey St. John the Skunk stood in the center of the stage as he told the names of the contestants, went over the rules, and stated about the award ceremony, as well as the contract he's willing to offer, to the winners.
The people cheered as he rolled out the first set of names: Gainy the Walrus and Hailieye the Lionfish singing No by Meghan Trainor. They sung their song and dance, and one by one the soloists, duoists, trioists, and bands went. Eventually it was almost time for the Destructix to perform, anticipating the moment when they'd get a chance to sing.
The spent the last few minutes adjusting their adorable, pretty dresses, and calming each other down as the Hooliganys just eyed them from across the room. How dare Cinnomin wear a glittering, baby blue dress! How dare Lake pull the group together and try to stave away the jitters! How dare Valiance glare down the other competitors and yank Nectarine (by her dress) towards himself protectively! How dare they be prettier than the Hooliganys!
The Destructix heard their band name be called, and before going on stage, decided to spread a little cheer to the Hooligany's. "As they say in the Ndebele Tribe, "Ngikufisela inhlanhla enhle!" It means, "Good luck."" Tamara stated cheerfully as she waved to the Hooliganys. "Same here." bowed Cinnomin in her own native tongue-Ukranian. "Cut the foreign shit!" Nico spat. The Destructix were taken back by this remark and they blinked at him. "Don't play coy with them you little whores!" added a new voice-The Chaotix!
"Chaotix!" Valiance hissed. "Yeah bitch?" Belinda popped. "You're not gonna ruin this for anyone!" Cinnomin shouted, pulling a hunting knife from the garter under her skirt (The ones that brides wear that fit on the thigh like a ring). "Oh, that's real classy, a 13 year old in a garter belt." Argyle brushed boredly. "Shut it trash!" Butter insulted.
Nectarine pulled out a sword, Nikai, a spiked mace, Lake, a baseball bat, Tamara, a spear, and Valiance, a cleaver. The Chaotix pulled out crowbars, shurikans, and a balloon for Argyle. Both teams lunged at each other, screaming, before Geoffrey valiantly placed himself in between the warring teens.
"Stop!" he screamed. Both teams froze in place, staring down the British man. "Now straighten up children, or you will all be disqualified from the match, wasting all that effort you little dumplings put into training. Now good day I say, and a tallyhoe to watch the Destructix perform for they are next, unless you want to keep going." The Destructix shook their heads quickly, but that wasn't enough for the Chaotix.
"We're the real talent. Chi-yah." Gavin spat, actually spitting on Geoffrey. "Alright, that's enough out of you, mate." And with the flick of a leg, he had Gavin knocked out cold, and he took care of the others next, but scoffed at Argyle. In fact, he popped the balloon in Argyle's hand and sent the 15 year old croc scurrying out of there with ruined pants.
Geoffrey rewarned the Destructix, called for a janitor, and apologized to the crowd, crowing for the Destructix to come next. They all took their places, leading Cinnomin to hers, and got settled before Nectarine started the beat, and Cinnomin opened up in Ukranian:
"When you feel the music,
You just start to dance
and feel the freedom
from from your feet to your head.
Tamara, in Ndebele
And then you get to moving,
Knowing that it will be ok
To wiggle and move in your own way
Lake, in Japanese
So feel the music,
Beneath your feet,
and move your body
like nobody's even gonna care
Together in English
So dance, dance, dance,
And feel, feel, feel,
So listen to the music,
and your, and your heart!"
Nikai then starts to sing
Meanwhile Backstage...
"Uh, how are people to understand them?" Skylar asked. "That's the point of foreign people using their native tongue to sing," Treenuts explained. "It adds pizzazz and spunk to their voices, and people are listening more to the beat than to the words." "But I want to be able to understand them," Skylar complained. "Why can't they sing in English?"
"They don't speak English very well." Scar said. "Bullshit!" Nikayla cursed. "Listen, they grew up in different countries, and I think Nectarine, Nikai, and Valiance are aliens, and as far as language goes, I doubt their parents ranked English as important for them to speak in their native countries, and besides, Skylar natively speaks Russian, so why does he have room to talk?" Scar explained. "Because I speak English better than them." Skylar answered smugly.
"That is wrong of you to think that," Treenuts chided. "You're standing in the same shoes as them, and you only have an English-speaking leverage because your dad was Australian, but I doubt you learned it first, based on your accent. The original Destructix did not grow up speaking English as their second or third language, so they had to learn it by themselves, and if you listen closely, they trip on their words when they speak it." "But how come I can understand them," Nico asked. "They have to be faking it."
"They're not," Scar sneered. "They learned a few English phrases from their fathers because their mothers hardly speak any English at all." "Well, you do have a point, and maybe, I can speak Russian when I sing." Skylar stated, seeing the light. "Hell no," Nico screamed loudly, overpowering the Destructix singing on stage. "You're not gonna jeopardize us with your stupid Russian." "It's not stupid!" Skylar argued. "Skylar, we don't speak Russian, and we've practiced in English, so stick with the routine." Nikayla demanded.
"No!" Skylar screams in Russian as he rushes out there, pushes over Cinnomin, and starts singing some random song in Russian. It wouldn't have been half bad had he not pushed a blind girl over to do so. Needless to say, he and his band were disqualified. By the end of the night, the Destructix won the competition, and he, alongside the Chaotix's children, Nico, and Nikayla, won a spanking for their "effort."
Treenuts and Scar never got the chance to go out on stage until the mess had cleared up, but when they did, they were as good as the Destructix and each team made the other run for their money. But in the end, the Destructix had won, and so, got a chance to become famous singers, but not before violently forcing Geoffrey St. John to make Team Adventure famous singers also.
Later that night as Nack and Daria finish up a cup of tea...
"I just don't know what to do with him anymore Daria." Nack said to his wife. "You should have raised him with you in the Special Zone." Daria answered. "But you know how I look, I'm a monster either way I go." Nack spoke back, dipping his head low. "But at least I would have known that my baby was safe with you." Daria answered, touching her husband's face.
They locked eyes for a moment, pain spreading across Nack's face. Daria kissed him, and said, "You will be alright, I promise, take him with you to the Special Zone and leave him there, it'll help him." "But-" Nack jerked back. "Just do it. It breaks my heart every night to see my baby on the news as a wanted man before his 13th birthday and Nico and Nikayla are not helping. And you know how Nikayla is...pregnant. It'll keep him safe." "Alright, and it'll help him attend his guardian duties better too, and I'll give you a Warp Ring so that way you can see him every day." Nack nodded, agreeing to his wife's plan, knowing that this was the only way to truly help him.
So Nack grabbed Skylar and led him into a portal to Nack's homeworld, where they transformed into what they really are- Flying creatures that live in the craigy rocks, curious of everything that enters the dimension.
They have webbed wings that expand from their fingers (which are webbed too and ending with black claws) down to his hip, his eyes are diagonal, scales on many places on their bodies, and their tail is black all the way and the end splits into two sharp ends that look almost like a v-shaped pair of tongs. They have three tongues stacked on top of each other and more than one fang- multiple fangs that protrude from their mouths. They also have a voracious appetite for meat. And their body is adapted for change whenever they need it to, and they don't exactly speak any known Mobian languages. And right where Skylar is in puberty, he still has the 3 tongues, but he's unable to fly yet due to not having sufficient webbing. His scales are starting to develop and he has a hankering for blood, not meat yet, but he's starting to come to realize that meat is a delicious pleasure to have every day. His tail is starting to divide too.
Nack taught his son a few tricks of the trade of the Special Zoners, and then he sealed himself and Skylar away until his son had become a man, but he wasn't lacking help, as he had other dimensional babysitters from the Parallel Dimension-Blueberries and Strawberries-who literally drop in from time to time, thanks to dimensional plane wormholes, to help care for Skylar.
End of Chapter 11
Sorry guys for such a long chapter, but thank you for reading and reviewing. See you next chapter.