Woo!... next chapter!... been meaning to put this up for a while but haven't had the time... soooo... here ya go!

I don't own Xiaolin Showdown... or any of these songs... sorry...

Vesta had insisted on sitting in front. Clay, however, wasn't to sure about this.

"I don't know," he said, eyeing the young teen, "It's a lot easier to fall off from up there."

"Yeah," added Raimundo, "We wouldn't want a super powerful prophecy to become road pizza." He clapped his hands together to show how unpleasant life as a road pizza could be.

Vesta just laughed, "Jeez, I'm not even born yet and you guys are already overprotective! Come on, give Dojo some credit!" She used both of her hands to scratch right on top of his ear, "I trust him completely!" she started rubbing harder, and took on the trademark baby-talk voice, "Yes I do! Oh yes I do trust you!"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Dojo retorted, "I am not your pet!" The anger soon subsided to sure pleasure, "But, uh… yeah… don't stop scratchin' there…"

Kimiko was still unsure, "I don't know. Why should we let you?" She giggled, "I am your mom, you know. I could completely forbid you from riding up there."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" screamed Vesta, her head snapping back, "You ain't my momma yet, hon!" With this, she signaled to Dojo that he could take off, as he did. Not without saying,

"Yeah, whatever. Just keep scratchin'! Oooohhhh…"

20 minutes later, the Xiaolin Warriors were tired, slumped over, and curious.

"Okay… I am not very good with telling where we are from the sky," said Omi, looking of the side of the dragon, "But I am pretty sure that we are to be home by now."

Kimiko sat up, "Yeah, it took us like… what, 5 minutes? To get there, why is it taking 20 to get home?"

"Hahaha!" Vesta laughed, taking on a similar euphoria as Clay had had on the way to the Ring, "Who said we were going home! Wahoo!"

"WHAT!" all four of them screamed, "DOJO!"

The dragon chuckled, "Uh… sorry… she found my weak spot…"

Clay wondered, "And this would be…?"

"That whole ear scratching thing!" he covered his face with his hands, "I just… I can't deny the ear scratching thing! I'm so sor—oh look, we're here!" he swooped down towards a big flashy building.

"The TeeNewAge?" asked Raimundo, "Oh god… what is she getting us into?"

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It turned out that Vesta had this whole elaborate plan to take the Dragons out for a night on the town. There was this new kinda-club near Tokyo called The TeeNewAge, where you were only allowed in if you were 14-20 years old, and could only leave with the people you came with, or you don't leave at all until your parents are notified.

Rai, Kimiko, and Vesta were having the time of their lives. After a while, even Omi started getting into it, after a few persuasions from a couple liters of Root Beer. But Clay was just sitting at the sodabar, laughing loudly at Kimiko and Vesta playing each other at Dance Dance Revolution. It was interesting to watch anyway, but add Kung Fu moves into the mix and it's a show. And the pre-mother/daughter competition made it twice as hilarious. While Kimiko was being carried off by a crowd of people after she won, Vesta was still laughing while walking over to the sodabar. She sat down next to Clay,

"Hey, Cowboy!" she said, being way too entertained by the spinning properties of the barstool, "You haven't moved all night! Come on! Have some fun!" she jumped up and grabbed the Texan's arm, "Come on!" he was too strong and didn't budge, "Come onnnnnn" she whined, slumping down while still holding on to his arm. "Why aren't you having funnnnnn?"

Clay shook her off of his arm, "Hey, this just isn't my kinda 'scene', but I'm havin' plenty of fun watchin' you guys!" He pushed her back out towards the dance floor, "I'm fine, you go on, and have some fun."

She stared at him, as if trying to read his expression, which said perfectly "Go out, I'm fine, have fun." She sulked away,

"Okay…" she said, "If you say so…"

Clay ordered another round of Root Beer when Raimundo walked up to him, pointing to the stage, "Uh… dude? What's Vesta doin'?" Clay turned and looked to what his close friend was pointing at,

"If I told you I knew," he said, staring ahead of him, "I'd be lying more then a tipped cow." The two walked towards the stage, and as they did so, noticed a lot more cowboy hats and rhythmic clapping. When they reached the stage, they couldn't believe what they saw. "Oh… dear… lord…"

Up on the stage, Vesta and Kimiko were dancing in circles with their arms intertwined, Vesta in a black checkered shirt, a red skirt, and a red cowgirl hat; Kimiko in brown checkered shirt, a pink skirt, and a pink cowgirl hat. They were having the time of their lives, it seemed. Vesta noticed that Clay was there, and grabbed the mike,

"Oh yeah, ya'll, NOW IT'S A PARTY!" she pointed to Clay in the audience, "My good friend, Clay, here wasn't havin' the greatest time, so I bribed the band here to let me change the genre for a minute. SAY HI CLAY!" Clay just stood there, takin' on the same face he did when Jack's camera was on him, Vesta couldn't believe it. "Clay… Oh my god!" she slapped her thigh, "I'm up here makin' a complete fool of myself, the least you can do is let Rai move your arm for ya!"

Rai took the clue perfectly and grabbed Clay's arm, moving it back and forth wildly. Making fun of Clay's accent, he said "Hey, Vesta! Thanks a lot!"

Vesta gave Rai a thumbs-up, whispered something into Kimiko's ear, and walked up to one of the band members with a violin. "Hey, you mind if I borrow that for a minute?" The band member gladly gave it up, wondering what Vesta could possibly do next.

The teen once again stepped up to the mike, whispering to the rest of the band, "Just follow my lead, guys. Just follow my lead." She played a few notes on the violin, and all of a sudden it turned to a fiddle. After a few beats of fiddle playing, she started to sing,

"I wanna be a cowboy's sweetheart." She started bouncing to the beat,

"I wanna learn to rope and ride!" the audience started to clap, as the band started to improvise,

"I wanna live in the plains and desert, out west of the Great Divide!" A few frilly notes on the fiddle,

"I wanna hear the coyotes singing, as the sun sets in the west! I wanna be a cowboy's sweetheart, that's the life I love the best!" She played in a simple pattern as she said, "Normally, the person who sings this starts to yodel here but… I can't yodel for beans… sooooo…" all of a sudden, she blasted into a huge explosion of notes, to the tune of the normal yodeling, with a lot of frills and extra things that make it a fiddle worthy note.

In the audience, everyone loved it. They were clapping, square dancing, and congratulating Clay every once in a while. Kimiko danced up to him,

"Who knew she could play, huh?" she nudged his side, "And she did this all for you?" she started to walk towards the sodabar, "She sure does like you. Sometimes I wonder if you're the father." This left Clay completely awestruck, but she was gone before he could say anything. The fiddling slowed down a minute, as Vesta started to sing once again.

"I wanna ride a paint" she whooped.

"Move it at a run!

I wanna feel the wind in my face!

A thousand miles away from it all

Movin' at a cowhand's pace.

I wanna pillow my head

Beneath the open sky

As the sunsets in the west! Everybody now!" she said, stomping her foot harder,

"I wanna be a cowboy's sweetheart!

That's the life I love the best!" She started again with her insane fiddling, ending with a "YEEhaw!" lifting her fiddle and bow into the air, and curtseying to the audience, who was roaring with applause.

"Okay!" she said, still laughing from the high of a great performance, "I'm gonna let the band take over for a minute, but I'll be back later!" She curtseyed once again, and left the stage.

Rai walked over to Vesta, a super hyped up Omi in tow, "What was that all about?"

She laughed, "Hey, Clay wasn't having a good time!" she gave Omi a look, "Unlike… some people… But anyway, I brought you guys out here to have fun, what good is it if one of you isn't?" Everyone in the club started cheering,

"Vesta! Vesta! Vesta!"

She looked towards the stage again, "Oh, looks like I'm up." Omi had finally had a sugar crash and was sleeping… on… Raimundo's head… "Uh… We can go home after this song… hehe…" she ran towards the stage again as Rai tried to find a way to get Omi off his head.

She grabbed the fiddle again and made her way up to the mike, discretely winking at Kimiko on her way there. Kim nodded and made her way towards the dance floor as Vesta said, "Okay, my other friend kinda crashed, so this is my last song for the night!" this time when she played, it was still not a violin type song, but more like a slow fiddle.

"I hope you never lose your sense of wonder" she started with a song by Lee Ann Womack.

"Get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger

May you never take one single breath for granted

And God forbid love ever leave you empty handed."

As she sang, Kimiko made her way towards the Kung Fu cowboy, who was fighting off a hoard of girls who wanted to dance with him. Right now, in this club, he was as good as a celebrity. Kimiko pushed her way through and grabbed Clay's arm, "Sorry girls," she said, dragging him away, "He's mine for right now." All the girls sighed and walked away, as Rai gladly walked up to them with open arms.

"Lady's, got shot down huh?" he pointed to himself, "Well the Raiman's always here to cheer you up!" He had a few bruises after that.

Clay took off his hat and wiped his brow, "Thanks for that," he said, replacing his hat, "I never thought I'd get away."

"Well," she said, holding out her hand, "Are you gonna dance with me or what?" He stood for a moment before taking her hand, him bowing and her curtseying, as they started swaying to the music that Kimiko's future daughter was crooning.

"I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean.

Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens.

Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance.

And, CLAY,

When you get the choice, to sit it out or dance." She winked, smiling uncontrollably at the two dragons dancing together, not even noticing her saying one of their names in the song.

"I hope you dance!

I hope you dance!"

Nobody could notice, but her eyes were tearing up just a little as she sang. From happiness or sorrow, no one would be able to tell.

"I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance.

Never settle for the path of least resistance.

Living might mean taking chances

But they're worth taking.

Loving might be a mistake,

But it's worth making."

Rai, the sleeping Omi, and Dojo sat in the corner watching.

"She talk to you, too?" said Rai, leaning against the wall.

"Yep…" the gecko sized dragon retorted, "I'm guessing she did Omi, too."

Rai smiled, "Am I the only one that's not surprised?"

Dojo laughed, "He's always liked her, did you notice how he always said those goofy metaphors directly to her?" he pointed to Raimundo, "Yeah, you liked her too for a while… what happened?"

"Eh…" said Rai, shrugging his shoulders, "Met someone when I visited Rio. Realized that there was more than what's in the temple. She's great and all, but I wanna extend my horizons a little." He said, fanning his arms out in front of him.

They looked back at the dance floor, where it seemed that Clay and Kimiko were the only ones there.

"Don't let some hell bent heart
Leave you bitter
When you come close to selling out
Reconsider.
Give the heavens above
More than just a passing glance

And, CLAY!" she sang, singing his name through her teeth.

"When you get the choice

To sit it out or dance.

I hope you dance!

I hope you dance!

I hope you dance!

I hope you dance!" She quieted down a little,

"I hope you still feel small
When you stand by the ocean
Whenever one door closes, I hope one more opens
Promise me you'll give faith a fighting chance.

And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance." As she finished the song, Clay and Kim started to finish their dance.

Rai finally came up to them, interrupting them, both still holding on for a moment before they realized they were finished dancing and snapped away, "Can we go now?" he asked, supporting his head with his hands, "This is murder on my neck."

"I hope you dance…" with the last note on her fiddle, Vesta once again lifted her fiddle and bow into the air and curtseyed. "Thank you everybody! And Goodnight!" With this, she left.

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