Dancing Your Heart Out
by Gray Jester
That same morning, during breakfast, Shorty's excitement had overan her whole body. Her hands stuttered when she lifted a fork, she often spilled the milk on the ground, and she even dropped a waffle on the ground just thinking about the tournament. She tried to keep it cool around her maids, but her stuttering caught their attention. "Mosieur Shorty, iz there something wrrrong?"asked one of the maids. "Nothing, Quincy. I'm just specticle at the moment," Shorty said bashfully. "Well, you'd better finizzh ze wafflez before ze floor duz" the french maid said as she stepped on a waffle, the absorbed syrup beginning to spread. "No thanks! I'll be on my way now!" Shorty said excitedly as she hopped off the chair and rushed off. She grabbed Columbo by the tail, ran up the stairs, and sat him on the bed. "Now Columbo, pick two of the songs we should dance to in the tournament." Quickly, Columbo hopped to it's little feet and hopped off the bed. It then began to flip through CD's until it found two of it's favorite. Then, the two CD's were canapulted into the air. Shorty dove for the first CD, and then lifted her knee up to catch the other one. "Gaah! Columbo! It would've been easier if you just handed it to me!" Shorty stood up, and took the CD on her knee. She grabbed the first CD and looked for songs. "Hey! Let's get Shorty and the EZ Mouse. Our trademark song!" Shorty suggested. She then turned to the other CD. "Track one...Cutey with a Bootey? No...to explicit. Track two...I'm Just a Baby. Naah. Track three....Lick my..." Shorty paused there for a second. Her jaw then dropped down. "COLUMBO! WHY THIS CD?!" Columbo hopped to it's feet once again and appointed the song, 'Hizashi-no-ohu-no Happy Heart'. "Oooh! That song!" Shorty said having a fast heart and life pulse. Columbo squeaked with pleasure as Shorty agreed to the song. Shorty stood up and declared, "Alrighty then! Let's start practice!" She then sprang herself into the air and landed next to the radio, as she played 'Short and the EZ mouse'. Columbo hopped on Shorty's jumper and layed on it's pouch. Shorty began to dance for the beat of rhythm. She steadily made her way up to the clap part of the song. She moved to the beat of the song and moved her arms left to right as her feet gluided against the left. She then jumped, swaying her hips from left to right as she let her hands run wildly. She dropped to the ground on one knee, and got into the ground like a spider. She kicked her left leg up and hopped into the air. Columbo squeaked and hopped to the wooden carpet. It began mimicking Short's movements. Shorty then swayed her hips and used her arms to maintain her balance.
"What do you think zey are doing?" Quincy asked one of the other maids. "Dancing of course!" replied the other maid as she smiled. "Oi! We've got to zee zis!" Quincy suggested as she ran up the stairs with the other maid.
Upstairs, Shorty continued to dance her hardest. Sweat was dropping, her stamina was building, and unfortunetly, her gut was aching. "Gaaaaah...." Shorty sighed. "I shouldn't have danced to early..." Shorty cried out. The music suddenly came to a stop as Shorty dropped to her knees, tired. "Pheew. Well that was gruesome." Shorty opinionated as she held her gut. Columbo dropped down, face first, extremely pooped out. Shorty then heard a loud applaud. "Bravo! Mosieur, Shorty! Bravo!" yelled Quincy. "Gaah! Quincy!" She kicked the door a bit more open to see the other maid applauding as well. "AND VICTORIA TOO!" The maid Victoria, was also applauding as she began giggling. "Ve enjoyed your performanze." said Quincy. "And I bet this newspaper article had something to do with it." Victoria said as she flashed out the newspaper advertisement about the tournament. "Hehe...yeah. I'm going to enter and win us $1,000,000." said Shorty as she scratched her head. "Well, how do you suppose you're going to get there if you're grounded?" Victoria asked. "I'm gonna sneak out." Shorty answered. "Pouqoi? Mosieur Shorty! Zat iz out of zi queztione! You can not zneak out of zi manor!" Quincy justified. "Well, what can I do?" Shorty said. Suddenly, she had a great idea. She grinned and looked at Victoria and Quincy. "Ehh..Mosieur...why muzt you look at uz like dat?" Quincy asked. "Because you too are gonna make my dreams come true." Shorty replied. "Oh no you don't! We're not going to get in trouble because of you! I got into this job, and I'm not going to get myself out!" Victoria cried. "Please, Quincy! Please Victoria! It's the only way the world can see me!" Quincy turned to Victoria, as Victoria turned to Quincy. "Well, Victoria, zi gal haz alwayz wanted to be zeen in zi spotlight before. What do you zay?" Quincy asked trying to get her to agree to it. "Well...alright." Victoria agreed. "GREAT! All you have to do is drop me off at try-outs and drop me off to the tournament. And if anything suspicious happens, you just create an alibi!" Shorty said. "Thanks alot you two!" Shorty said as she leaped into their necks, hugging them both. "By the way, try-outs are tomorrow at the Auditorium." She let go of their grasp and ran down stairs having Columbo scurrying to catch up with here. "What did we get outselves into?" Victoria asked. The two girls questioned themselves.
by Gray Jester
That same morning, during breakfast, Shorty's excitement had overan her whole body. Her hands stuttered when she lifted a fork, she often spilled the milk on the ground, and she even dropped a waffle on the ground just thinking about the tournament. She tried to keep it cool around her maids, but her stuttering caught their attention. "Mosieur Shorty, iz there something wrrrong?"asked one of the maids. "Nothing, Quincy. I'm just specticle at the moment," Shorty said bashfully. "Well, you'd better finizzh ze wafflez before ze floor duz" the french maid said as she stepped on a waffle, the absorbed syrup beginning to spread. "No thanks! I'll be on my way now!" Shorty said excitedly as she hopped off the chair and rushed off. She grabbed Columbo by the tail, ran up the stairs, and sat him on the bed. "Now Columbo, pick two of the songs we should dance to in the tournament." Quickly, Columbo hopped to it's little feet and hopped off the bed. It then began to flip through CD's until it found two of it's favorite. Then, the two CD's were canapulted into the air. Shorty dove for the first CD, and then lifted her knee up to catch the other one. "Gaah! Columbo! It would've been easier if you just handed it to me!" Shorty stood up, and took the CD on her knee. She grabbed the first CD and looked for songs. "Hey! Let's get Shorty and the EZ Mouse. Our trademark song!" Shorty suggested. She then turned to the other CD. "Track one...Cutey with a Bootey? No...to explicit. Track two...I'm Just a Baby. Naah. Track three....Lick my..." Shorty paused there for a second. Her jaw then dropped down. "COLUMBO! WHY THIS CD?!" Columbo hopped to it's feet once again and appointed the song, 'Hizashi-no-ohu-no Happy Heart'. "Oooh! That song!" Shorty said having a fast heart and life pulse. Columbo squeaked with pleasure as Shorty agreed to the song. Shorty stood up and declared, "Alrighty then! Let's start practice!" She then sprang herself into the air and landed next to the radio, as she played 'Short and the EZ mouse'. Columbo hopped on Shorty's jumper and layed on it's pouch. Shorty began to dance for the beat of rhythm. She steadily made her way up to the clap part of the song. She moved to the beat of the song and moved her arms left to right as her feet gluided against the left. She then jumped, swaying her hips from left to right as she let her hands run wildly. She dropped to the ground on one knee, and got into the ground like a spider. She kicked her left leg up and hopped into the air. Columbo squeaked and hopped to the wooden carpet. It began mimicking Short's movements. Shorty then swayed her hips and used her arms to maintain her balance.
"What do you think zey are doing?" Quincy asked one of the other maids. "Dancing of course!" replied the other maid as she smiled. "Oi! We've got to zee zis!" Quincy suggested as she ran up the stairs with the other maid.
Upstairs, Shorty continued to dance her hardest. Sweat was dropping, her stamina was building, and unfortunetly, her gut was aching. "Gaaaaah...." Shorty sighed. "I shouldn't have danced to early..." Shorty cried out. The music suddenly came to a stop as Shorty dropped to her knees, tired. "Pheew. Well that was gruesome." Shorty opinionated as she held her gut. Columbo dropped down, face first, extremely pooped out. Shorty then heard a loud applaud. "Bravo! Mosieur, Shorty! Bravo!" yelled Quincy. "Gaah! Quincy!" She kicked the door a bit more open to see the other maid applauding as well. "AND VICTORIA TOO!" The maid Victoria, was also applauding as she began giggling. "Ve enjoyed your performanze." said Quincy. "And I bet this newspaper article had something to do with it." Victoria said as she flashed out the newspaper advertisement about the tournament. "Hehe...yeah. I'm going to enter and win us $1,000,000." said Shorty as she scratched her head. "Well, how do you suppose you're going to get there if you're grounded?" Victoria asked. "I'm gonna sneak out." Shorty answered. "Pouqoi? Mosieur Shorty! Zat iz out of zi queztione! You can not zneak out of zi manor!" Quincy justified. "Well, what can I do?" Shorty said. Suddenly, she had a great idea. She grinned and looked at Victoria and Quincy. "Ehh..Mosieur...why muzt you look at uz like dat?" Quincy asked. "Because you too are gonna make my dreams come true." Shorty replied. "Oh no you don't! We're not going to get in trouble because of you! I got into this job, and I'm not going to get myself out!" Victoria cried. "Please, Quincy! Please Victoria! It's the only way the world can see me!" Quincy turned to Victoria, as Victoria turned to Quincy. "Well, Victoria, zi gal haz alwayz wanted to be zeen in zi spotlight before. What do you zay?" Quincy asked trying to get her to agree to it. "Well...alright." Victoria agreed. "GREAT! All you have to do is drop me off at try-outs and drop me off to the tournament. And if anything suspicious happens, you just create an alibi!" Shorty said. "Thanks alot you two!" Shorty said as she leaped into their necks, hugging them both. "By the way, try-outs are tomorrow at the Auditorium." She let go of their grasp and ran down stairs having Columbo scurrying to catch up with here. "What did we get outselves into?" Victoria asked. The two girls questioned themselves.