Zoltar: wow. I'm writing. Cool huh?

Rei: sure. Zoltar doesn't own Beyblade or Afi or any of their songs for that matter.

Zoltar: feel free to be confused while reading this. I know I was while writting it.

Song Key

"..."- Michelle Singing.

"..."- Everyone But Michelle Singing.

"..."- Marisa singing (not much)

Maybe...

Chapter 24

"It's been thirty minutes, we've got to give them to her." Mandy said.

They had decided that before the show, one of them would give Michelle the lyrics and tell her to skim over them, so when they got on the stage, she wouldn't be completely clueless. They don't even know how they had come to that conclusion, but obviously they had or else they wouldn't be having this conversation with each other now would they? Idiots, they're a bunch of idiots.

"Alright." Marisa said. "I'll give them to her." she strode oh so casually over to Michelle, who had been talking to Tala theloveofherlife and Robert (who disappeared for a while but he's back), and whispered something in her ear. Can't be too sure which ear it was though, but it was an ear. And she motioned for her whole team to follow her.

"What the hell are we doing in a spare room?" Liz asked.

"Changing." Mandy said.

"And how would you know this?" Tracy asked.

"I just do!"

Liz looked at her wide-eyed. "Do you read minds?" she questioned.

"No."

"Guys, just change." Marisa said.

"I dont' feel comfortable with you guys in here." Michelle squeeked.

"SHUT UP MICHELLE!"

"Yeah, it's not like we're gonna be looking." Liz said.

Michelle siged. "Well I don't know that."

"Alright, how about I purposely stare at you?" Tracy said, staring intently at her.

"Ahh! Stop, okay I get it!"

"Will you idiots hurry up?" Marisa said.

"Aren't you changing too?" Mandy asked, searching around in the bag she had placed in there earlier in the day because she knew this was going to happen, yeah, cuz she's psychic.

"Not in front of you pervs." she said leaving the room.

Michelle looked around. "Y-yeah, not in front of you pervs." She tried to leave the room but was confronted by Mandy.

"Michi, one day you'll have to take off your clothes in front of Tala, might as well start with some people of your own sex." Mandy said.

"I don't want to think that far into the future!" Michelle said, grabbing her head. "Bad images, whatever happened to me being pure?"

"So you're not?" Liz asked, already changed.

"I-I never said that!"

"You implied it!" Tracy, also already changed, said.

"I didn't mean to imply it!" Michelle said.

"Uh, Michi?" Mandy asked.

"Yes?" Michelle stated from looking at the floor.

"You can change now, we're already done." she said.

Michelle looked up. Everyone was in different clothes and giving her a strange look. "Er...okay..."

The other three walked over to the door.

"Later." Mandy said when she exited.

"And don't mind the cameras." Liz said curmudgeonly.

Michelle sighed. "Thanks..."

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Oh, if you're wondreing, Marisa changed in Bryan's room.

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Michelle stepped out of the spare room. She had found some of her clothes in a bag in a corner. So she changed into them. She sighed and was about to go back downstairs when a hand snaked around her wrist and began dragging her somewhere.

"Here." the person said, shoving a piece of paper in her hand.

"What's this?" Michelle asked.

"Just read it dumbass."

"Fine Marisa." Oh, she's good.

After reading it, Michelle was a bit confused. "Hey, this is..."

"Hush!" Marisa said, pushing her somewhere.

"Where the heck is this?" Michelle asked. But instead of a reply, she found herself being shoved rather harshly into a specific spot.

"Marisa?" she asked. She heard a whisper that said what sounded like "Follow my lead..." and then she heard it. It being the guitars. They came in at full blast and someone was singing. Once again she heard the voice, only this time it was like it was telling her what to do. Only...she already knew what to do. She sang.

I lay me down tonight,

Much further down.

Swim in the calm tonight,

This art does drown.

People in the crowd around them stared and smiled. They were enjoying the song! It made Michelle want to sing more. Just knowing that someone was appreciating the music as much as she was.

What follows

Me as the whitest lace of light

What swallows

Just begs to be imbrued

Tala stood in the back, watching the smiling Michelle sing the song. Her smiling face was all he needed to prove that she was happy. Exactly what he wanted.

What follows

Has led me to this place where I belong

With all erased

All insects sing tonight

The coldest sound

I'd send God's grace tonight

Could it be found

Ian watched Mandy play her guitar. "Didn't know she could do it that well." he whispered to himself.

What follows

Me as the whitest lace of light

Swallows

Just begs to be imbrued

What follows

Has led me to this place where I belong

With all erased

Thoughts swirled around the heads of our heroes as they played the song. Mainly, 'She better be happy.'

I lay me down tonight

Much further down

Watch stars go out tonight

On sinking ground

All grew silent as the only people playing were Tracy and Mandy. The lights dimmed to where only Michelle was visible.

I lay me down

I lay me down

The tempo sped up and the lights flashed back on. Who was controlling the lights, you ask? I have no idea. Let's say the ghost of Christmas present.

What follows

Me as the whitest lace of light

Swallows

Just begs to be imbrued

What follows

Has led me to this place where I belong

With all erased

What follows

What swallows

What follows

What swallows

The music slowed to a stop and all the people were clapping. It was a wonderful show and Michelle still hadn't gotten over the fact that she was singing in it. A show like that deserves a great singer though, so that's why they picked her.

Mairsa, still with her guitar, walked over to Michelle and pat her on the back. "That'll do Michi, that'll do." she said.

Michelle just blinked and turned to face her. "How did I know what to do?" she questioned, her breathing a bit heavy from all the singing.

Mairsa sighed. "You looked at the paper didn't you?" Michelle nodded. "Well look at it again because you must have forgotten what was on it. You're that stupid."

Michelle took out the paper that she had shoved in her pocket when the music first started. She read it over again.

"So this is...my..." she started.

"Your poem!" Mandy said. "You wouldn't believe how hard it was to turn that into music!"

"You wouldn't believe it either because you didn't do anything." Tracy said, joining the trio.

"Yep, it was all Tracy. I just added a few things." Marisa said.

"But how did you get it?" Michelle asked.

Marisa tried to scan the emotions on Michelle's face...'Too unreadable' "Well..." she started. "If you're angry, blame Tala, if you're not, it was all them, I wanted no part in this!" She motioned to the Black Plague members standing around in random places, being themselves. Buncha freaks...

After walking up to Michelle and thanking her for the great show, and saying she was awesome at the song, people were beginning to exit the mansion. For that was how it was supposed to go, Michi sings, people leave. Ha, kinda makes you think she sucked. The only people left were the Majestics, Sanguinex was supposed to be here, but he had matters to attend to. The Demolition Boys and the Black Plague.

Enrique walked up to Marisa and put an arm around her shoulder. "You guys rocked." he said.

"Take it off," Marisa said while clutching his arm, you could hear a faint snapping noise. "Or I'll break it off."

The arm was quickly removed and put in it's proper place, attatched to Enrique.

"What are we supposed to do now?" Oliver questioned, looking around at the now nearly deserted hou-mansion. It's a mansion.

A few evil smirks appeared on the faces of some of the Black Plague members.

"I'll go get the stuff." Liz said evilly.

"I'll help!" Johnny said, following Liz like a puppy. He's so in love, chose the wrong person though.

Michelle looked around meekly. Something was up. "What, exactly, is this so called stuff they have gone to get?" She found the courage to ask.

Tracy opened her mouth to reply the answer, but then closed it with a knowing smirk. Marisa caught this and nodded in approval.

"Ohhh..." Tracy sang.

"What is the malted liquor, what gets you drunker quicker, what comes in bottles or in cans?" Marisa sang.

"B33R!" Tracy said.

"Can't fet enough of it,"

"B33R!"

"How we really love it!"

"B33R!"

And together they said, "Makes me think I'm a man!"

"But you're not a man." Said the voice of Liz, coming down the stairs carrying what seemed to be...a...kareoke machine? Behind her was Johnny, carrying quite a few cases and glass bottles.

"Hey! Be careful with my vodka!" Marisa snapped at Johnny as he almost tripped.

Johnny mumbled something very ruse asn Liz smacked him on his head saying "Quiet slave!"

This wasn't Johnny's day.

"All that stuff is yours?" Bryan asked Marisa.

"No, I'm holding it for a friend if the cops ask..."

Michelle smirked. "You expect all of us to get drunk off our asses and kareoke don't you?" she asked.

"Well, I imagine that Robert and Oliver won't." Marisa said.

"But everyone else is welcome to!" Tracy said. "And half of that is mine!" she said to Marisa.

"Nu-uh!" Marisa said. "A fourth of it! And like I said. I'm holding it for a friend..."

"Is anyone here even old enough to drink?" Michelle asked.

Everyone thought for a minute...before pointing at our favourite purple haired Greman royal.

"Robert is." they all said in unison. And I mean EVERYONE.

Robert sighed. "Can we please leave me out of this...?" he asked.

"No, we need you to monitor our drinking." Mandy said.

"Yeah, especially this small child." Liz said, patting Marisa on the head. Marisa sighed.

"So who's feelin' lucky enough to help me at the bar?" Tracy asked.

Mandy raised her hand. "I used to work at a bar! I wanna help." she said.

Michelle gave her an odd look. "Mandy, you're not even old enough to drink..." she said.

"So, I have a fake ID, doesn't everyone." Mandy said.

You could see people nodding.

"Hey, Mandy!" Ian said.

Mandy looked at him and smiled. "Yes?"

"Gimme some liquor!"

"Fine! To the bar!" Mandy said.

"To the bar!" all people who were willing to be alchohol induced repeated.

"I'm going to kick myself in the morning." Robert said, following everyone else from the far back along with Tala, who kept asking himself,

"We have a bar?"

"You have a mansion don't you!" Someone in the front asked.

"Shut up slave!" Liz said, hitting Johnny again.

.:At The Bar:.

Michelle sighed. She knew what she wanted, but, she didn't have the nerve to ask for it. Someone tapped on her shoulder and she turned around to look a pair of beautiful blue eyes.

"Why so glum?" Tala asked.

"I'm not really glum..." Michelle said. "More like...I'm not the type of person to push through that crowd of people just to get one alchoholic beverage." she pointed to what seemed like a mob of people crowded around the bar. It was really only ten people...

"Well what do you want?" questioned he.

"I want a White Russian." she said.

Tala put an arm around her shoulder. "Am not good enough for you?" he asked. Michelle blushed.

"You know what I mean."

Tala nodded and went, pushing through the crowd, to the bar.

"Yes?" Tracy asked him when he reached the front.

"Give me a White Russian and...a beer." He said.

"Alright, gimme a minute." Tracy said. She went over to Johnny, hit him and told him to take some stuff out. He did, and handed it to her, she examined it and hit him again. Wrong stuff. Johnny looked about to cry, but took out the new stuff and handed it to her. She nodded in approval and went further into the back. She came back a few minutes later with a glass filled with stuff, and a beer.

"Here's your beer," Tracy said, handing him the beer. "And your girlfriends drink."

"How'd you know it was for Michi?" Tala asked.

"Everyone who's anyone, knows that Michelle has always wanted a White Russian." Tracy said. "She finally shut up about it when she met you. You satisfy her."

Tala blushed and left the bar. He came up to Michelle and gave her the glass.

"Thank you Yuri." Michelle said. Tala nodded.

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Mandy looked to the person standing in front of her. "What'll you have hon?" she asked.

"Don't call me hon and I'll have vodka dumbass." Marisa said.

"Make that two." Bryan said.

"Two vodkas, eh?" she looked to Johnny and he seemed to cower. "You heard them! Get to work slave!"

Johnny pouted and continued to pour the clear liquid into two small glasses.

"Alright, who else?"

People started crowding again so when Bryan got the two vodkas he and Marisa left the bar. Apparently Mandy and Tracy had their hands full.

Zoltar: wow, this chapter's so long, I'm splittig it up and putting it as a part of chapter 25. Kay?

Rei: I don't think they can answer you.

Zoltar: they can at least try!