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"ONLY ON BTV"
-Fanfiction by RAVEgirl [RAVEgirl_669@hotmail.com]
-Bust-A-Groove and all characters are (c) 989 Studios, Avex Trax, Enix, Frame Graphics, and Metro
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~Ch. 6: PILLOW FIGHT!! (THE SECOND ALLIANCE IS BORN)
(Kelly's hotel room)
"Pillow fight!! Tee hee hee~!!" Frida threw a pillow in Kelly's face.
"Oh, you BITCH! You are SO goin' down!" Kelly retorted. "Let's get her, girl!" The two blonde women, Kelly and Kitty-N, began attacking the blue-haired girl with pillows. They all shrieked and laughed with pillows flying everywhere.
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep....
The three women immediately dropped their pillows and stopped smiling. They glared at the cameraman who was looking mournfully at his digital wristwatch timer that was betraying him by beeping so loudly.
"That was a five minute pillow fight, where's our money?" Kelly asked gruffly.
The cameraman handed each of the women $50. "Hey," the cameraman said eagerly while gripping fistfuls of cash in his hand, "I'll pay you if you do each other's hair and--"
"NO!" all the females yelled in unison.
"OK, well it was worth it just for the pillow fight." The cameraman smiled with a dreamy look on his face and patted his camera. Then he left.
Kelly sighed. "The things we have to do just to get on TV."
"Uh-huh," Frida agreed, crossing her arms.
Kelly and Frida suddenly both looked at Kitty-N.
"What?" Kitty-N said.
"You're on TV all the time!"
"Yeah, so?" Kitty-N said, fluffing her hair.
WHACK!!!!! Kelly threw a teddy bear in Kitty-N's face. Kitty-N fell over backwards off the bed.
"What did you guys think of all that creepy voodoo stuff Pinky did today?" Frida asked suddenly.
"That was terrifying," Kelly said.
"I think there might be something to it," Frida said.
"mphhhhhmm mmmmm mmmmm?!" Kitty-N said from the floor. Kelly pulled the teddy bear off of Kitty-N's face and hugged it. "Something to what?!" Kitty-N repeated.
"Well...I was just thinking, do you ever feel like you have powers you can manipulate?" Frida said cautiously.
"Nuh-uh," Kitty-N and Kelly shook their heads.
"Oh then never mind. Just kidding."
"...."
"...."
Somebody knocked on the door and broke the silence.
"Room service!" somebody called out in a falsetto voice with a Spanish accent.
"I'll get it," Kelly sighed while lifting herself off the bed.
"No, don't," Frida said, grabbing Kelly's arm. "I bet that's Heat," she said, narrowing her eyes into slits. "He always knocks on people's doors, and says, 'Room service!' with a Spanish accent, and then runs away giggling. What an asshole."
Kelly sat back down.
[Meanwhile, the hotel maid who was outside the door with a cart of delicious dinner food shrugged and walked away when nobody would answer the door.]
"Who is Heat? That breakdancer with the car? Why do you hate him so much?" Kitty-N said. "He is kind of cute!"
"Shut up, Kitty," Frida growled in a man-like voice.
Kitty-N whimpered.
"Heat is my ex-boyfriend," Frida explained, trying to keep her anger under control. "He was one year ahead of me in high school. He always thought he was SO cool. Psh, WHATEVER!!"
"Does he play football?" Kitty-N said eagerly. Once she heard "ex-boyfriend" she perked up.
"Are you kidding? He is too SCRAWNY to play football! He did not do ANYTHING in high school, girl! He just used class as naptime and after the day was over, he would just go outside and drive his car everywhere like he is THE MAN or something!" Frida screamed.
"Calm down, honey," Kelly said, patting on Frida's hand. "Let's stop talking about your ex-boyfriend; he's getting you too angry. So...are you still in high school?"
"Yes, I'm a senior now," Frida said in a relaxed voice. "I'm trying to get an art scholarship to a UC school in California."
"Oh, that's great!" Kelly said encouragingly.
"...unlike HEAT!" screamed Frida in a man-voice again. "He dropped out of high school HIS senior year to become a racecar driver! And that BITCH, I caught him trying to make the moves on my little sister, Comet!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's a good thing she kicked hi--"
"So, this is a nice hotel, isn't it?" Kelly said, ignoring Frida who was still ranting and walking around making hand gestures in the background.
"I've seen better," Kitty-N said.
Frida started talking louder. "And he thinks he can win this competition with that little '3 Homeboys Alliance'! What the hell is that? He is NOT a homeboy!"
"Strike is in that alliance," Kitty-N said. "He told me about it."
"You know Strike personally?" Frida asked in the relaxed voice. "I have both his CDs!!"
"Do you have *MY* CD?" Kitty-N asked. (Frida shook her head.) "Well, no matter. Yes, I know Strike personally. We are collaborating on an upcoming song. Which is funny because we really do not like each other. It is totally a PR thing."
"Prrr?" Frida said, trying to figure out what PR stood for.
"Public relations. So," Kelly said, "who is the third guy in the 3 Homes Alliance?"
"HEAT?" Frida yelled. "Oh I really hate that motherf--"
"No, no, the other guy. The well-groomed gentleman with the platforms?"
"The white guy? That's Hiro," Frida said.
"Hiro...."
"He is too young for you, Kelly," Kitty-N said. "He is just a baby compared to you. He's like 20 years old!"
"Really? Well, that's only 3 years younger than me, not bad. He looks 30, though."
"You are 23 years old?" Kitty-N said. "Frida, she is 23 years old! Oh my God that is SOOOO old!"
"Well thanks a lot, Kitten," Kelly said sarcastically.
Kitty-N didn't like the tone the older woman was using with her. "You are not exactly getting any younger by dressing like a baby and playing with a teddy bear, babyface!!"
They glared at each other. Frida popped up in between them. "STOOOOOP!!!!!!!!" she screamed.
"Not now, Frida, I have an airhead I gotta clobber," Kelly said sweetly.
"No, you guys, I think we should channel our anger against the other dancers instead of against each other. It'll make us more competitive."
"I am not an airhead," Kitty-N argued.
"Why don't we form our own alliance?" Frida suggested.
"Well that's up for debate," Kelly said to Kitty-N about the "airhead" comment.
"I know this game is going to get tough. I overheard the DJ talking today. This competition is not based on talent alone, it takes maneuvers," Frida continued.
"I think that you forgot to take your old person medicine, my dear GRANDMOTHER!!!" Kitty-N said to Kelly.
"Why you LITTLE--alliance?" Kelly said.
And thus the ALL-GIRL SUPERSTAR TEAM was formed!!
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"ONLY ON BTV"
-Fanfiction by RAVEgirl [RAVEgirl_669@hotmail.com]
-Bust-A-Groove and all characters are (c) 989 Studios, Avex Trax, Enix, Frame Graphics, and Metro
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~Ch. 6: PILLOW FIGHT!! (THE SECOND ALLIANCE IS BORN)
(Kelly's hotel room)
"Pillow fight!! Tee hee hee~!!" Frida threw a pillow in Kelly's face.
"Oh, you BITCH! You are SO goin' down!" Kelly retorted. "Let's get her, girl!" The two blonde women, Kelly and Kitty-N, began attacking the blue-haired girl with pillows. They all shrieked and laughed with pillows flying everywhere.
Beep-beep-beep-beep-beep-beep....
The three women immediately dropped their pillows and stopped smiling. They glared at the cameraman who was looking mournfully at his digital wristwatch timer that was betraying him by beeping so loudly.
"That was a five minute pillow fight, where's our money?" Kelly asked gruffly.
The cameraman handed each of the women $50. "Hey," the cameraman said eagerly while gripping fistfuls of cash in his hand, "I'll pay you if you do each other's hair and--"
"NO!" all the females yelled in unison.
"OK, well it was worth it just for the pillow fight." The cameraman smiled with a dreamy look on his face and patted his camera. Then he left.
Kelly sighed. "The things we have to do just to get on TV."
"Uh-huh," Frida agreed, crossing her arms.
Kelly and Frida suddenly both looked at Kitty-N.
"What?" Kitty-N said.
"You're on TV all the time!"
"Yeah, so?" Kitty-N said, fluffing her hair.
WHACK!!!!! Kelly threw a teddy bear in Kitty-N's face. Kitty-N fell over backwards off the bed.
"What did you guys think of all that creepy voodoo stuff Pinky did today?" Frida asked suddenly.
"That was terrifying," Kelly said.
"I think there might be something to it," Frida said.
"mphhhhhmm mmmmm mmmmm?!" Kitty-N said from the floor. Kelly pulled the teddy bear off of Kitty-N's face and hugged it. "Something to what?!" Kitty-N repeated.
"Well...I was just thinking, do you ever feel like you have powers you can manipulate?" Frida said cautiously.
"Nuh-uh," Kitty-N and Kelly shook their heads.
"Oh then never mind. Just kidding."
"...."
"...."
Somebody knocked on the door and broke the silence.
"Room service!" somebody called out in a falsetto voice with a Spanish accent.
"I'll get it," Kelly sighed while lifting herself off the bed.
"No, don't," Frida said, grabbing Kelly's arm. "I bet that's Heat," she said, narrowing her eyes into slits. "He always knocks on people's doors, and says, 'Room service!' with a Spanish accent, and then runs away giggling. What an asshole."
Kelly sat back down.
[Meanwhile, the hotel maid who was outside the door with a cart of delicious dinner food shrugged and walked away when nobody would answer the door.]
"Who is Heat? That breakdancer with the car? Why do you hate him so much?" Kitty-N said. "He is kind of cute!"
"Shut up, Kitty," Frida growled in a man-like voice.
Kitty-N whimpered.
"Heat is my ex-boyfriend," Frida explained, trying to keep her anger under control. "He was one year ahead of me in high school. He always thought he was SO cool. Psh, WHATEVER!!"
"Does he play football?" Kitty-N said eagerly. Once she heard "ex-boyfriend" she perked up.
"Are you kidding? He is too SCRAWNY to play football! He did not do ANYTHING in high school, girl! He just used class as naptime and after the day was over, he would just go outside and drive his car everywhere like he is THE MAN or something!" Frida screamed.
"Calm down, honey," Kelly said, patting on Frida's hand. "Let's stop talking about your ex-boyfriend; he's getting you too angry. So...are you still in high school?"
"Yes, I'm a senior now," Frida said in a relaxed voice. "I'm trying to get an art scholarship to a UC school in California."
"Oh, that's great!" Kelly said encouragingly.
"...unlike HEAT!" screamed Frida in a man-voice again. "He dropped out of high school HIS senior year to become a racecar driver! And that BITCH, I caught him trying to make the moves on my little sister, Comet!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's a good thing she kicked hi--"
"So, this is a nice hotel, isn't it?" Kelly said, ignoring Frida who was still ranting and walking around making hand gestures in the background.
"I've seen better," Kitty-N said.
Frida started talking louder. "And he thinks he can win this competition with that little '3 Homeboys Alliance'! What the hell is that? He is NOT a homeboy!"
"Strike is in that alliance," Kitty-N said. "He told me about it."
"You know Strike personally?" Frida asked in the relaxed voice. "I have both his CDs!!"
"Do you have *MY* CD?" Kitty-N asked. (Frida shook her head.) "Well, no matter. Yes, I know Strike personally. We are collaborating on an upcoming song. Which is funny because we really do not like each other. It is totally a PR thing."
"Prrr?" Frida said, trying to figure out what PR stood for.
"Public relations. So," Kelly said, "who is the third guy in the 3 Homes Alliance?"
"HEAT?" Frida yelled. "Oh I really hate that motherf--"
"No, no, the other guy. The well-groomed gentleman with the platforms?"
"The white guy? That's Hiro," Frida said.
"Hiro...."
"He is too young for you, Kelly," Kitty-N said. "He is just a baby compared to you. He's like 20 years old!"
"Really? Well, that's only 3 years younger than me, not bad. He looks 30, though."
"You are 23 years old?" Kitty-N said. "Frida, she is 23 years old! Oh my God that is SOOOO old!"
"Well thanks a lot, Kitten," Kelly said sarcastically.
Kitty-N didn't like the tone the older woman was using with her. "You are not exactly getting any younger by dressing like a baby and playing with a teddy bear, babyface!!"
They glared at each other. Frida popped up in between them. "STOOOOOP!!!!!!!!" she screamed.
"Not now, Frida, I have an airhead I gotta clobber," Kelly said sweetly.
"No, you guys, I think we should channel our anger against the other dancers instead of against each other. It'll make us more competitive."
"I am not an airhead," Kitty-N argued.
"Why don't we form our own alliance?" Frida suggested.
"Well that's up for debate," Kelly said to Kitty-N about the "airhead" comment.
"I know this game is going to get tough. I overheard the DJ talking today. This competition is not based on talent alone, it takes maneuvers," Frida continued.
"I think that you forgot to take your old person medicine, my dear GRANDMOTHER!!!" Kitty-N said to Kelly.
"Why you LITTLE--alliance?" Kelly said.
And thus the ALL-GIRL SUPERSTAR TEAM was formed!!
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