Disclaimer: You know the deal. I own nothing. Even my soul is the property of someone else until the eighth of April...

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Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars, know your stars, know your stars...

MV: There's nobody on the chopping block! I mean the hot seat!

(Backstage, Dash is talking to some girl)

Dash: So, do YOU like quarterbacks? (Security guard grabs Dash by his jacket collar and drags him to the 'hot seat')

MV: Dash Baxter...he collects little pink teddy bears...

Dash: Do not!

MV: Mmmhmm...yeah...keep telling yourself that...

Dash: Only sissies collect little pink teddy bears!

MV: Oh, then you're a sissy, and you like to wear a pink tutu on random Friday nights...

Dash: Huh?

MV: What can I expect? You're a brain-dead jock...

Dash: I am not a rainbow rock!

MV: (Rolls eyes and sighs) My point. Dash Baxter...he's not Dash Baxter, football star. He's Dash Baxter, Lord of the Dance! He loves to prance around in his little pink tutu, singing, 'I'm a Little Ballerina'!

Dash: DO NOT!

MV: Roll the clip.

(Obviously faked clip begins playing)

Actor dressed up to look like Dash in a pink tutu: I'm a little ballerina! I"m a little ballerina! I'm a little ballerina! Singing my ballerina song! I love to dance, I love to prance, and sing my ballerina song! (glares at camera) I'm getting paid double for this.

(End clip)

Dash: That wasn't me! That was a fabrication of your own creation!

MV: Wow! I'm impressed! You used a hundred dollar word with the right definition and in proper context. I'm so proud...

Dash: You're being sarcastic, aren't you?

MV: Ooh! There's another one!

Dash: You're doing it again.

MV: Duh, dipstick!

(Backstage)

Ember: That's MY LINE!

(Onstage)

MV: Dash Baxter...he likes to scrub his mom's feet...

Dash: You already used that one on techno-geek.

MV: I know, but it's funnier on you. Anyway...Dash Baxter...he's the president of the Casper High Geek Club...

Dash: I am not the captain--

MV: President.

Dash: Whatever. Captain--

MV: President.

Dash: WHATEVER! I am not the captain--

MV: President.

Dash: Captain of the Casper High...(stops)

MV: Why'd you stop?

Dash: Because you're going to correct me again.

MV: Oh yeah...president.

Dash: Of the Casper High Geek--

MV: President.

Dash: Stop it! Casper High Geek Club!

MV: What about it?

Dash: AUGH!

MV: Now you know... Dash Baxter. He's the captain--

Dash: President.

MV: Only I may say that. PRESIDENT of the Casper High Geek Club, dances in a pink tutu, and is a brain-dead jock...(silence)...(more silence)...(even more silence)...

(one hour later)

MV: You're supposed to protest!

Dash: Huh?

MV: Never mind. I really need to be paid more for this...

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Thanks to my reviewers:

Ch. 3: Queen S of Randomness 016

The whole fic: Queen S of Randomness 016,
cottongirl619,heavensong, Super E-man, shadowcat86

I've been busy with our musical (still), or I would have had this up two or three weeks ago.