Wipe That Smile Off Your Face! Chapter 9: Some NotSoKickAss Kareoke!, a harvest moon fanfic

Pay attention to the cracked streets and the broken homes... Some call it slums, some call it... What? My Welcome to Paradise lyrics are being posted live on the Internet? ... And now it's worse because I'm typing every word you're saying? ... You mean I didn't win American Idol? ... Oh, forget you, Samara! ... Leave me alone Lanette! ... Why are they staring at me! o.o

DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the Mineral Town peoples except Nikki, Samara, and Lanette!

Chapter 9 - Kareoke Night

NIKKI VISION!

"I'm gonna go to the bar, guys!" I shouted over the Evanescence CD blasting from my room. Lanette had found my CD collection and had gone crazy with the volume on the stereo. Samara stuck her head out the door, her dark hair falling into her eyes. "You're leaving me to babysit!" she screamed over Amy Lee and Lanette singing Haunted at the top of their lungs. "Basically!" I laughed, "By the way, do I have any blood on my pants? Rick's death was a teensy bit messy..."

"What'd you do?"

"Cut open his back and chest."

"Oooooh, creative! Well, yeah, you do."

"Fuck! These were my favorite pants!"

"Then why'd you wear them?"

I shrugged. "Oh well, I'll go change..." I went into my walk-in closet and threw the blood-stained pants into the corner. I put on a torn black Super Skirt from Old Navy (Sin: I want one!) and went out.

When I got to the bar, I heard a ton of people cheering. I pushed open the door and saw that the bar had been redone. There was a stage, and a guy I had never seen in town before was bowing as the crowd applauded and cheered. I looked around and saw that not only had the whole town gathered (besides Rick), but many unfamiliar people were sitting at the tables, ordering drinks from Doug, talking amongst themselves, and cheering for the performers.

The Mayor, who was obviously the host of the whole thing, went up to the microphone. "That was great! Thank you, Steven from Ashton City! Our next performance will be from Cliff and Grey of Mineral Town! Remember, you can sign up to perform by Doug!"

Cliff climbed up on the stage, and Grey whispered something in the DJ's ear before joining Cliff on the stage. The music began playing, and I recognized it immediately.

Thank God it's Friday night and I
just-just-just-just-juuuuuuust got paid
(money, money, money, money...)
yeah, ohh...

Just got paid, Friday night
Party hoppin', feelin right
Booties shakin', all around
Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down

Cliff:
Check the mirror, lookin' fly
Round up the posse, jump in my ride
Radio rockin', hottest jam
Feel the rhythm, pump up the sound
Feelin' so good
Don't you know, I'm just groovin' to the beat
Groovin', yeah, groovin', oh, oh, oh, ohhhh

Just got paid, Friday night
Party hoppin', feelin right
Booties shakin', all around
Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down

Cliff (rapping):
Yo some people say my solo is impossible
But when I get up on the mic, yo, I'm unstoppable
And it's probable when ya hear our voices laid down
You'll be boppin' your head to this ill tight sound

Grey (rapping):
Now I know you thought you had me played (played)
check is in the mail I got it made (made)
And if you'll notice my smile is like Kool-Aid
Cuz I just (just) got (got) paid (paid) uh

Grey:
On the floor, rockin' to the beat (rockin' to the beat)
All ways, sure looks sweet (sweet thing)
Fine young lady, standin' by (you look fine tonite)
Come on baby, sweet eye delight...
I love the way that you move
Said, you look so sweet
When you're movin' to the beat
I'm tired all these boring parties, baby
Why don't we get on down, let's get on down

Just got paid, Friday night
Party hoppin', feelin right
Booties shakin', all around
Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down

Just got paid, Friday night
Party hoppin', feelin right (tell me where the party is)
Booties shakin', all around
Pump that jam, while I'm gettin' down

Cliff (spoken): Eh, I'm broke...

Everyone cheered as Cliff and Grey took a bow and walked off the stage. Grey even threw his Uma hat into the crowd, and a group of girls screamed and pushed to try and catch it. I laughed at their love of the blacksmith as the Mayor climbed the stairs again and introduced Karen and Anne to the stage. Guys cheered as Karen went up onto the stage, her light brown hair swaying as she walked and her green eyes sparkling in the light of the spotlight. She waved at the crowd as hers and Anne's song came on, which was Scandolous by Mis-Teeq.

So, so, so scandalous
You know you wanna sing with us (baby)
That's why you know you should be scared of us (baby)

Non stop looks to kill
Straight talk sex appeal
One touch gives me chills and we ain't even close yet
Rough neck all around
Inking all over town
Show me how you get down
Cos we ain't even close yet

You got me feening and you got me feeling weak
Listen as I speak cos I'm careful as I creep
You got me going crazy and you know I can't sleep
No fortune your moves and you hypnotise me
You got me trembling like a little baby girl
You're so special, you're like diamonds and pearls
You got me spinning and you got me in a twirl
You're my number one baby and you come to rock my world

You're dangerous
Just get it up
The way you move so scandalous
It's all about the two of us
A one night stand just ain't enough
I need some stimulation baby
A little conversation maybe
You got me spinning out like crazy
There goes my baby

Scandalous (baby)
So scandalous (baby)
Scandalous (baby)
So, so, so scandalous

Hot stuff, head to toe
Where you go, no one knows
You smile playing the dough and we ain't even close yet
Solid as a rock
How many ways can you hit the spot?
Show me what you got 'cos we ain't even close yet

You got me feening and you got me feeling weak
Listen as I speak cos I'm careful as I creep
You got me going crazy and you know I can't sleep
No fortune your moves and you hypnotise me

You got me trembling like a little baby girl
You're so special, you're like diamonds and pearls
You got me spinning and you got me in a twirl
You're my number one baby and you come to rock my world

Scandalous (baby)
So scandalous (baby)
Scandalous (baby)
So, so, so scandalous

A little conversation goes a long, long way
Show a little patience
That you are here to stay
So show me that you're game oh

You know you wanna sing with us (baby)
That's why you know you should be scared of us (baby)
You know you wanna sing with us (baby)
That's why you know you should be scared of us (baby)

I applauded from the line for performing as Karen and Ann ran down the stage into the crowd, while I reached the paper for performing. I signed my name, then thought of what song to sing. I chose Welcome to Paradise by Green Day. (Sin: My favorite! (cranks up Green Day CD) Woohoo!) A few songs later, the Mayor got back on the stage.

"Another great performance from Ashton City! We now have Nikki Correa performing Welcome to Paradise by Green Day."

I stepped up onto the stage and heard the familiar music, and I began the song.

Dear mother,
Can you hear me whining?
It's been three whole weeks
Since that I have left your home
This sudden fear has left me trembling
Cause now it seems that I am out here on my own
And I'm feeling so alone

Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it the slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
a wasteland I like to call
my home
Welcome To Paradise

A gunshot rings out at the station
Another urchin snaps and left dead on his own
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason it's now
Feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go

Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
a wasteland I like to call
my home
Welcome To Paradise

Dear mother,
Can you hear me laughing
It's been six whole months since
Since that I have left your home
It makes me wonder why I'm still here
For some strange reason it's now
Feeling like my home
And I'm never gonna go

Pay attention to the cracked streets
And the broken homes
Some call it the slums
Some call it nice
I want to take you through
a wasteland I like to call
my home
Welcome To Paradise

The crowd erupted in cheering as I stepped off the stage, grinning. Tonight had been fun!

The Mayor stepped up onto the stage one final time and announced the date of the next kareoke night, which would be next year. I was still smiling when I went to bed that night, once Lanette had stopped playing my Pray For the Soul of Betty CD(1) and gone away.

Ultra-Special Blah-Blah (Sin: I got this from Fruits Basket, so whoever wrote it, please don't sue me! x.x)

(1) Pray For the Soul of Betty is Constantine's band. You know, the really hot Constantine from American Idol.

(2) The soundtrack to this episode of WTSOYF is in this order: Haunted by Evanescence, Just Got Paid by NSYNC, Scandalous by Mis-Teeq, Welcome to Paradise by Green Day. These are just SOME of the many songs I love!