Emi began to breakdance as "No Limit" played loudly, blocking out the sound of her heavy breathing. She twisted the lower part of her body and balanced carefully, making sure she wouldn't fall.
"No valley to deep...no mountain to high..."
She smiled as she got back on her feet and grooved on. The song ended and Emi was breathing heavily as she walked off the dancing area.
"Great job Emi!" Charmy exclaimed.
"Thanks!" Emi replied.
"I wouldn't expect anything less from my girlfriend." Rage joked.
"Where's Alice?" Maho asked.
"I think the little brat's still sobbing." Janet responded while rolling her eyes.
"We shouldn't be too mean to her though..." Emi said. "I mean, she grew up having anything she wanted...it's not her fault."
Rage grinned. "Emi, I know you try to see the good in people, but let's face it. Alice is a brat...no wait! That's an UNDERSTATEMENT!"
"Alice is full of malice!" Charmy giggled.
"What's mallis?" Spike asked Charmy.
"It's when someone is very...spiteful." Charmy replied.
"Spiteful?" Spike asked.
"It's a bad thing." Charmy said irritably.
"Oh. Bad things...aren't good." Spike said, smiling.
"And how long did it take you to figure that out, Sherlock?" Rage asked.
Spike began to ponder. "I think two years."
Rage looked extremely miffed. "Can someone please shoot the idiot?" Rage asked after a few seconds.
"That's off the topic." Johnny said. "And I agree with Emi, I think it's just the way she was brought up."
"Rage, I think you should apologize." Princess Zukin said pensively.
"Listen Zucchini, I'm not going to apologize to the brat. She deserved what she got." Rage replied crossing her arms.
"Rage..." Emi began, "She may be a brat, but she's still a person. If you apologize, it might throw her off guard and she might show her a nicer side."
"Yes, Emi, that is a very dexterous point made. Alice may seem to be the superficial type, but if you penetrate the barrier she's put around herself, she may prove to have a very profound inner beauty." Baby-Lon said, nodding.
"All right, all right. Sheesh..." Rage replied.
Emi smiled and winked. "Good luck!"
Rage grumbled and walked off.
Alice sat in the corner of the room crying. "OK, so maybe I was a LITTLE cold," She sobbed. "But I didn't deserve THAT!"
The door opened behind her.
"Who's there?" She asked.
"Me." Rage mumbled.
"You?"
"Yeah me."
"Go away!" She wailed.
"Hey kid, I'm sorry, OK?"
"You are?" Alice asked, looking up.
"Yeah, yeah, sorry."
"How do I know you're really sorry?" She asked, arching her eyebrow.
"What else do you want besides an apology?!" Rage asked.
She arched her eyebrow further. "Are you really sorry?"
"Yeah." Rage grumbled.
"Really, REALLY sorry?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry."
"OK..." Alice said cautiously. "Then I'm sorry for being a brat."
"It's cool." Rage replied.
"But you're still a stalker." Alice mumbled.
"I am not!" Rage replied.
Alice's suspenders bounced as she danced energetically to "Tribal Dance." Her flair and attitude came out as she danced with energy, funk, and raw style.
"She's got rhythm." Emi mumbled to Rage.
"Yeah, she's pretty damn good." He replied.
Alice smiled as she waved her arms gracefully and moved her feet with skill.
"So get into it...get into the trance...this is the rhythm...for the tribal dance..."
The song ended while Alice finished up her routine.
"Damn, you've got skills!" Janet exclaimed.
"Damn right I do!" Alice replied.
Janet rolled her eyes. "Girl, you'll never change. But either way, you've got the step."
"Next up is Afro." The announcer said.
"Hey, are you losing weight?" Janet asked, noticing that Afro's stomach had shrunk in diameter.
Afro winked. "Sit ups work."
"Select a song!" The DJ yelled.
"Let's choose...Cafe!" Afro yelled.
The funky song began to play and Afro dished out his disco flavor moves. He gave a mysterious grin while he posed briefly only to start a second string of funky, disco, moves.
"Go 'fro!" Janet screamed.
"Who are you, a legend?" The DJ asked while Afro finished dancing.
Emi sat back on her bed, fanning herself off with her beanie.
"Man, that was hard work!" She exclaimed.
"But hey, the day's been great." Rage said. "First I get back with my favorite girlfriend, then I get to show of my flaming style." Rage put his arm around Emi. "So how are you going to explain this to Maria?"
"I'll figure something out." Emi replied, smiling.
"That's my girl. Smart and sweet."
Emi giggled. "You're 19 already though...how am I going to see you?"
Rage smirked. "You can visit me at NYU."
Emi laughed. "I'm surprised you got in."
Rage mocked an insulted look. "Hey, I'm smart enough! Besides, with my extracurricular activities, you'd better believe I got in."
Emi frowned a little. "Come to think of it, it's almost time for me to send in my applications. I'm a senior now..."
"Hey, with your brains, you'll get into a school like Stanford!" Rage exclaimed.
Emi shook her head. "But since I'm part Asian, it'll be harder for me to get into any good schools."
"Emi, if any college you love turns you down, give me a call and I'll force you in." Rage smirked. "Don't worry about it, just do your best and it'll be fine. You're an extraordinary dancer, a member of the debate team, vice president of the technology club, secretary of the student body, and you've got more community service hours than Mother Theresa!"
Emi laughed. "Rage..."
"Besides," Rage began, "unlike me, you've got perfect grades and an impressive set of AP classes, you'll do well."
Emi grinned. "Thanks, Rage."
"Hey, what's a boyfriend for?" Rage smiled.
Emi kissed him on the cheek. "You're the best."
Rage sighed. "I know."
Emi whacked him with her beanie.
"So Johnny, how's Jenny?" Charmy asked as she sat down next to him.
"She's popular as always, but she's gotten softer."
"That's cool." Charmy smiled. "So like, why the dramatic change?"
"Huh?" Johnny asked.
"I mean, your clothes, and all...you became so...different."
"You don't like it?" He asked.
"Oh no, I love it! But I mean, compared to before..."
"Jenny helped me out." Johnny said smiling.
"Well...I like it!" Charmy exclaimed.
"I'm glad." Johnny said.
There was a pause until Charmy asked him, "How's school?"
"Great, I'm doing well in all my classes."
"Well how are you doing with like, the girls?" Charmy asked.
Johnny blushed. "Uh, good I guess..."
"Know any people who like you?" Charmy prodded.
"Uh, yeah, a few."
"Ohhhhh." Charmy grinned mischievously.
"But I don't like them, they're not my type."
"Drat." Charmy said while frowning a little.
"You're a nosy little girl aren't you?"
Now Charmy blushed.
"It's OK, lots of people are shocked when they see what's happened to be now. You should've seen my family when Jenny revamped my look."
Charmy giggled. "Well, I was like, definitely shocked."
"So how's your love life?" Johnny asked.
"Well, I met this totally cute guy while delivering pizza who like, gave me his videophone code."
"Videophone?" Johnny asked.
"It's like a telephone, only with a screen so you can like, see each other." Charmy explained.
Johnny nodded.
"But then I never got to call him because I was warped here."
"Anyone else?" Johnny asked.
"Nope, I've pretty much been on my own."
Johnny laughed. "Well good luck with the pizza guy."
"And good luck with your like 20 million girls." Charmy joked.
"20 million?" Johnny asked skeptically. "More like 20."
"Well that's still a lot." Charmy said.
Johnny smirked. "Yeah I guess." He said casually.
"Hey, but don't resort to playing around with girls." Charmy warned. "Or else I'll like, have to zap you and take you to the freezing cold moon of Pluto, Charon."
"I heard it may just be a comet." Johnny said.
"Nope, it's a moon, at least until it spins out of orbit or disintegrates." Charmy explained. "In my era, we use it as prison for the really bad criminals...REALLY BAD. Like, guys who like, blow up planets and stuff."
"Don't worry, there's a reason why I'm still single."
"Good, don't like, play girls or else I'll like, get Astro to warp me to the 50s and take you to like, Charon."
Emi hugged Rage. "Good night."
"Sweet dreams." He replied.
"Like, good night everyone!" Charmy yelled.
"Good night." Everybody replied.
Everyone smiled as they rested their bodies after a tiring day, preparing themselves for tomorrow and at the same time wondering when everything would come to an end.
Zukin, Maho and Baby-Lon paced around the room.
"This is the last time it'll happen." The DJ said. "No more people are ever coming back here...after this, this world of flamboyance will be shut down...permanently."
"I understand." Maho said. "The pain must've been great leaving and returning only to leave again. It's best that nobody goes through that again."
"I thoroughly concede with Maho." Baby-Lon said. "It's best that all of this ends for the sake of us and the dancers."
"I'm glad you agree with me." The DJ said.
There was a long silence.
Robo's voice bleeped. "We have been lucky to have even gone this far."
"But if we shut down this world, what will happen to us?" Zukin asked.
The DJ paused for a long time. "I don't know."
"No valley to deep...no mountain to high..."
She smiled as she got back on her feet and grooved on. The song ended and Emi was breathing heavily as she walked off the dancing area.
"Great job Emi!" Charmy exclaimed.
"Thanks!" Emi replied.
"I wouldn't expect anything less from my girlfriend." Rage joked.
"Where's Alice?" Maho asked.
"I think the little brat's still sobbing." Janet responded while rolling her eyes.
"We shouldn't be too mean to her though..." Emi said. "I mean, she grew up having anything she wanted...it's not her fault."
Rage grinned. "Emi, I know you try to see the good in people, but let's face it. Alice is a brat...no wait! That's an UNDERSTATEMENT!"
"Alice is full of malice!" Charmy giggled.
"What's mallis?" Spike asked Charmy.
"It's when someone is very...spiteful." Charmy replied.
"Spiteful?" Spike asked.
"It's a bad thing." Charmy said irritably.
"Oh. Bad things...aren't good." Spike said, smiling.
"And how long did it take you to figure that out, Sherlock?" Rage asked.
Spike began to ponder. "I think two years."
Rage looked extremely miffed. "Can someone please shoot the idiot?" Rage asked after a few seconds.
"That's off the topic." Johnny said. "And I agree with Emi, I think it's just the way she was brought up."
"Rage, I think you should apologize." Princess Zukin said pensively.
"Listen Zucchini, I'm not going to apologize to the brat. She deserved what she got." Rage replied crossing her arms.
"Rage..." Emi began, "She may be a brat, but she's still a person. If you apologize, it might throw her off guard and she might show her a nicer side."
"Yes, Emi, that is a very dexterous point made. Alice may seem to be the superficial type, but if you penetrate the barrier she's put around herself, she may prove to have a very profound inner beauty." Baby-Lon said, nodding.
"All right, all right. Sheesh..." Rage replied.
Emi smiled and winked. "Good luck!"
Rage grumbled and walked off.
Alice sat in the corner of the room crying. "OK, so maybe I was a LITTLE cold," She sobbed. "But I didn't deserve THAT!"
The door opened behind her.
"Who's there?" She asked.
"Me." Rage mumbled.
"You?"
"Yeah me."
"Go away!" She wailed.
"Hey kid, I'm sorry, OK?"
"You are?" Alice asked, looking up.
"Yeah, yeah, sorry."
"How do I know you're really sorry?" She asked, arching her eyebrow.
"What else do you want besides an apology?!" Rage asked.
She arched her eyebrow further. "Are you really sorry?"
"Yeah." Rage grumbled.
"Really, REALLY sorry?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry."
"OK..." Alice said cautiously. "Then I'm sorry for being a brat."
"It's cool." Rage replied.
"But you're still a stalker." Alice mumbled.
"I am not!" Rage replied.
Alice's suspenders bounced as she danced energetically to "Tribal Dance." Her flair and attitude came out as she danced with energy, funk, and raw style.
"She's got rhythm." Emi mumbled to Rage.
"Yeah, she's pretty damn good." He replied.
Alice smiled as she waved her arms gracefully and moved her feet with skill.
"So get into it...get into the trance...this is the rhythm...for the tribal dance..."
The song ended while Alice finished up her routine.
"Damn, you've got skills!" Janet exclaimed.
"Damn right I do!" Alice replied.
Janet rolled her eyes. "Girl, you'll never change. But either way, you've got the step."
"Next up is Afro." The announcer said.
"Hey, are you losing weight?" Janet asked, noticing that Afro's stomach had shrunk in diameter.
Afro winked. "Sit ups work."
"Select a song!" The DJ yelled.
"Let's choose...Cafe!" Afro yelled.
The funky song began to play and Afro dished out his disco flavor moves. He gave a mysterious grin while he posed briefly only to start a second string of funky, disco, moves.
"Go 'fro!" Janet screamed.
"Who are you, a legend?" The DJ asked while Afro finished dancing.
Emi sat back on her bed, fanning herself off with her beanie.
"Man, that was hard work!" She exclaimed.
"But hey, the day's been great." Rage said. "First I get back with my favorite girlfriend, then I get to show of my flaming style." Rage put his arm around Emi. "So how are you going to explain this to Maria?"
"I'll figure something out." Emi replied, smiling.
"That's my girl. Smart and sweet."
Emi giggled. "You're 19 already though...how am I going to see you?"
Rage smirked. "You can visit me at NYU."
Emi laughed. "I'm surprised you got in."
Rage mocked an insulted look. "Hey, I'm smart enough! Besides, with my extracurricular activities, you'd better believe I got in."
Emi frowned a little. "Come to think of it, it's almost time for me to send in my applications. I'm a senior now..."
"Hey, with your brains, you'll get into a school like Stanford!" Rage exclaimed.
Emi shook her head. "But since I'm part Asian, it'll be harder for me to get into any good schools."
"Emi, if any college you love turns you down, give me a call and I'll force you in." Rage smirked. "Don't worry about it, just do your best and it'll be fine. You're an extraordinary dancer, a member of the debate team, vice president of the technology club, secretary of the student body, and you've got more community service hours than Mother Theresa!"
Emi laughed. "Rage..."
"Besides," Rage began, "unlike me, you've got perfect grades and an impressive set of AP classes, you'll do well."
Emi grinned. "Thanks, Rage."
"Hey, what's a boyfriend for?" Rage smiled.
Emi kissed him on the cheek. "You're the best."
Rage sighed. "I know."
Emi whacked him with her beanie.
"So Johnny, how's Jenny?" Charmy asked as she sat down next to him.
"She's popular as always, but she's gotten softer."
"That's cool." Charmy smiled. "So like, why the dramatic change?"
"Huh?" Johnny asked.
"I mean, your clothes, and all...you became so...different."
"You don't like it?" He asked.
"Oh no, I love it! But I mean, compared to before..."
"Jenny helped me out." Johnny said smiling.
"Well...I like it!" Charmy exclaimed.
"I'm glad." Johnny said.
There was a pause until Charmy asked him, "How's school?"
"Great, I'm doing well in all my classes."
"Well how are you doing with like, the girls?" Charmy asked.
Johnny blushed. "Uh, good I guess..."
"Know any people who like you?" Charmy prodded.
"Uh, yeah, a few."
"Ohhhhh." Charmy grinned mischievously.
"But I don't like them, they're not my type."
"Drat." Charmy said while frowning a little.
"You're a nosy little girl aren't you?"
Now Charmy blushed.
"It's OK, lots of people are shocked when they see what's happened to be now. You should've seen my family when Jenny revamped my look."
Charmy giggled. "Well, I was like, definitely shocked."
"So how's your love life?" Johnny asked.
"Well, I met this totally cute guy while delivering pizza who like, gave me his videophone code."
"Videophone?" Johnny asked.
"It's like a telephone, only with a screen so you can like, see each other." Charmy explained.
Johnny nodded.
"But then I never got to call him because I was warped here."
"Anyone else?" Johnny asked.
"Nope, I've pretty much been on my own."
Johnny laughed. "Well good luck with the pizza guy."
"And good luck with your like 20 million girls." Charmy joked.
"20 million?" Johnny asked skeptically. "More like 20."
"Well that's still a lot." Charmy said.
Johnny smirked. "Yeah I guess." He said casually.
"Hey, but don't resort to playing around with girls." Charmy warned. "Or else I'll like, have to zap you and take you to the freezing cold moon of Pluto, Charon."
"I heard it may just be a comet." Johnny said.
"Nope, it's a moon, at least until it spins out of orbit or disintegrates." Charmy explained. "In my era, we use it as prison for the really bad criminals...REALLY BAD. Like, guys who like, blow up planets and stuff."
"Don't worry, there's a reason why I'm still single."
"Good, don't like, play girls or else I'll like, get Astro to warp me to the 50s and take you to like, Charon."
Emi hugged Rage. "Good night."
"Sweet dreams." He replied.
"Like, good night everyone!" Charmy yelled.
"Good night." Everybody replied.
Everyone smiled as they rested their bodies after a tiring day, preparing themselves for tomorrow and at the same time wondering when everything would come to an end.
Zukin, Maho and Baby-Lon paced around the room.
"This is the last time it'll happen." The DJ said. "No more people are ever coming back here...after this, this world of flamboyance will be shut down...permanently."
"I understand." Maho said. "The pain must've been great leaving and returning only to leave again. It's best that nobody goes through that again."
"I thoroughly concede with Maho." Baby-Lon said. "It's best that all of this ends for the sake of us and the dancers."
"I'm glad you agree with me." The DJ said.
There was a long silence.
Robo's voice bleeped. "We have been lucky to have even gone this far."
"But if we shut down this world, what will happen to us?" Zukin asked.
The DJ paused for a long time. "I don't know."
