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THE FLUSHING OF THE NIGHT!

Haircomb: Paris Hilton

(Nighttime sharpens)

And "The Pimple Life" show,

(Heightens each sensation)

You'll watch it

(Darkness stirs)

And read lots of tabloids so,

(And wakes imagination)

You can be the most popular bath product…

(Silently the senses abandon their defenses)

Let's give you

(Slowly, gently)

A prettyful manicure

(Night unfurls its splendor)

We'll straighten your hair

(Grasp it, sense it)

You'll be famous, that's for sure!

(Tremulous and tender!)

Use lots of make up

(Turn your face away)

Hold your breath when you hiccup!

(From the garish light of day)

And maybe you won't be a horrific sight

(Turn your thoughts away from cold, unfeeling light)

And let us do the flushing of the night!

(And listen to the music of the night!)

Never snort when you laugh trust me it's just plain gross

(Close your eyes and surrender to your darkest dreams)

And remember to use the word "like" all the time!

(Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before!)

Learn from me and please do not whine!

(Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar!)

With my help, you shall truly shine!

(And you'll live as you've never lived before!)

Flush away

(Softly, deftly)

Anything that's nerdy!

(Music shall caress you)

When you talk

(Feel it, hear it)

Make sure you're not too wordy!

(Secretly possess you!)

Forget things learned in school!

(Open up your mind)

They won't help you be cool!

(Let your fantasies unwind!)

Just brush your teeth, make sure they're clean and white

(In this which you know you cannot fight)

And now we'll do the flushing of the night!

(The darkness of the music of the night!)

Flush away classic literature and thick glasses

(Let your mind start a journey to a strange, new world)

Flush away any intelligent thoughts!

(Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before!)

Listen to me and you will reach success!

(Let your soul take you where you long to be!)

But not in that hideous white dress!

(Only then can you belong to me!)

Pluck your eyebrows

(Floating, falling)

Don't you want to look good?

(Sweet intoxication)

And, will you please

(Touch me, trust me)

Cut down on the junk food?

(Savor each sensation)

Tighten your corset

(Let the dream begin)

When these demands are met

(Let your darker side give in)

You will be the coolest, yes, that's right!

(To the power of the music that I write)

And you can thank the flushing of the night!

(The power of the music of the night)

Maybe you won't be a horrific sight…

(You alone can make my song take flight)

All because of the flushing of the night!

(Help me make the music of the night!)

In this scene the haircomb flushes everything "nerdy"-like classic novels, unfashionable clothing, glasses down the toilet, and starts molding Listerine into an air-headed, popular, Paris Hilton clone. Listerine sees a spider and faints (this comes from my own arachnophobia) and the haircomb leaves her on the floor. (By the way, she's in her bottle form again).

Oh, and to give you an idea as to what the haircomb looks like, he resembles an ordinary haircomb, except he wears cologne and half of a Barbie doll's head for a mask.