DISCLAIMER: Yada Yada Yada…and all that Jazz! Sings like a crazy person I do not own these characters, nor doooo IIII really waaaant tooo!

I'm just a girl, a freakish teenage girl, with a cross dressing infatuatioon! Stops singing as she eyes the angry mob Okay, okay I'll stop singing. These characters do not belong to me or anybody else really. They belong to a corporation. A big machine over in Hollywood. For shame, I havemuch more uses for them than that blasted executives. Honestly I do.

In fact it Involves a Floor Show EVIL GRIN

"ROCKY?! ROCKY?!"

After searching oblivion for I don't know, around 5 minutes, I decided to find Columbia again. "He wasn't here"

I said triumphantly. She looked at me and scowled, ''GO FIND HIM!" Wait, I'm honest to God confused…who's supposed

to be the whorish groupie in this relationship?

Then Again, I'm no longer the evil genius either
Or the Prettiest Cross Dresser

So maybe I AM the whorish groupie in the relationship.

OH GOD!

"UG"

Undoubtedly, Rocky. He walked out from behind some random non existing rocks and looked at us. ''Gah" he spoke

"ROCKY!"

"Oh god! Can't you talk without sounding like you're on helium or something?"

"Well EXCUSE ME! I didn't know I was soooo unwanted"

"gah"

"Shut up ROCKY!" We both scream.

Rocky stands there, his oh so masculine lips trembling. Aww, so cute. It makes me just want to lean in and kiss him so --

"It's just a jump to the left"

"what?"

"The time warp."

"Oh…that"

I grab Rocky's hand and the three of us proceed to do the Time Warp. I smile, remembering the party I had, sure it was the same night as my erm…death, but oh god! The joy! The sensuality! Besides, I'm sure that a few of my guests vanished into another time or dimension…

Some people are just to fanatical when it comes to folk dancing.

Honestly.

"Okay, now the pelvic thrust which makes you go insaaane!"

"Let's do the time warp again?"

"Gah"

"Let's do the time warp again...wait…it didn't work!"

I shrug, some people are too optimistic. I grab Rocky's hand and storm off into Eastern Non existence. I find a non existing book and sit Rocky Down

"Rocky. I'm going to teach you to be a man. Because no one likes a beef cake who can't read the instructions of a…ehem nice little book like this."

I hand him the Karma Sutra, my bible.

"Oo!"

And some people are just fascinated by bright colours and shiny objects. Rocky is just fascinated by explicit pictures. Not that I can say anything. Not that I would want to either. There is nothing wrong with exploring your sexuality. I do it all thetime. By myself even. Though, it's much more fun when you have someone else to join you. Even more fun if that someone else brings a friend or two. Erm… not that I would know anything about that.

Well there was that ONE time during the floorshow in the pool.

Ah, the good times.

(AUTHOR'S COMMENTARY: The next chapter will undoubtedly be uploaded in good ol' West Virginia, home of my insta-cousins. Much love to the two people who reviewed me! LOVE YOU BOTH!)