A/N: Finally, the Rocky chapter! I've been waiting to post this since I started WWMF. It didn't turn out nearly as good as I hoped it would, but...cut me some slack! I wrote it at like 2:00am today. Anyway, it's dedicated to Silver Hair Fox, who's getting back from bandcamp today or tomorrow! I think later today...Nikki, come read my story!

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Sara jumped at the knock on her door. It was 10:30pm on a Saturday night, and everyone was sitting in her living room, including Natasha Haan, who wasn't "going out" with Jim, but they had a mutual liking. Everyone was there, except for Catherine. "This must be her," Sara thought, swinging the door open. There was Catherine, a newspaper in one hand and the other held poised to knock again. Sara gaped at the outfit she was wearing. A pink knee-length skirt with a coat, a button-up shirt, and pink shoes. Her hair was down, she was wearing a smattering of makeup, and she was looking very uncharacteristically proper. "We're going to see the Rocky Horror Picture Show."

The gang stood to leave. Catherine had promised to show them what she did with her Saturday nights, and this was the night. The all had their skateboards, because the place they were going wasn't far from Sara's house, and they all managed the journey quite easily. Natasha had borrowed a board from Greg, and she proved to be an excellent skater, even though she was somewhat inexperienced. Jim and Gil were the last to arrive, both out of breath and with a few dirt spots on the knees of their pants, showing that they'd had more trouble than Natasha.

Catherine waved them all into a dingy theater, past a line of people, some wearing corsets, some in street clothes, all looking very questionable. They seemed to be buying tickets from a woman in a sequined bustier and gold tailcoat. She looked quizically at Catherine, who waved to the group and said "They're with me," cool as cucumber.

Once she had made sure everyone was comfortably seated in the front row, Catherine hurried backstage and a man in a gold speedo with a dark tan and bleached hair came on the stage. "Hey, everyone!" he said into a microphone. "Hey, Rocky!" the crowd answered him. They had filled the theater, and Gil was amazed at how many people they had managed to fit into such a small room.

"I have a surprise," said 'Rocky', but he didn't look very happy. "We're not having a pre-show tonight, we have to close early and it would take too much time. Sorry, guys."

A collective groan rose from the audience, but was silenced by Rocky stepping off the stage and the curtains opening to reveal a pair of lips on the movie screen. The lips began to sing. Greg was sitting on one side of Sara, and he looked over at her. She was gazing intently at the lips, listening to the song, and a smile played across her own lips for a moment. Greg brightened. "This is just what she needs. A night out with the gang to watch a movie with a bunch of weirdos in lingerie," he thought seriously. "Maybe it'll take her mind off the Ecklie thing. It's a damn good thing he didn't rat us out about half-killing him, I would've finished the job." A little more than a week since the incident, and Sara was doing a lot better now that she'd had some time to recover. She'd taken a day off school to go to a clinic and make sure he hadn't given her any diseases or gotten her pregnant. Sara knew that they hadn't actually had sex, but she wanted to make sure the creep had left her as good as he'd found her.

Greg looked back up at the screen and the stage just in time to see the scene switch to a church, and he spotted Catherine among a group of actors, smiling and waving, standing beside a man in nerdy glasses. He nudged Gil, on his other side, and told her she was there. He tried to act mildly surprised, as if Greg was pointing out something completely ordinary, but blew his cover completely when he began to stare intently at Catherine, not taking his eyes off her for a second.

Nick couldn't decide whether to reach for Sara's hand, or not. He was on the very end, right next to Sara. "Greg's on her other side," Nick noted, glowering before turning back up to the actors on stage. He noticed that Catherine and the man in the nerd glasses had abandoned the rest of the actors, and were embarking on a little musical adventure.

"Look, Nick! Greg!" Sara whispered, grabbing both their hands and making the boys melt simultaniously. "Catherine's singing!" Indeed she was. After a few moments of the man singing, Catherine had taken the spotlight and was singing to him in a sultry voice.

Her character, Janet, and the man with the glasses, Brad, were clearly in love. "Now we're engaged and I'm so glad," she sang.

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A few scenes later, a woman with frizzy red hair and a man with a bald spot were engaged in a dance onstage, singing along with a chorus of people on screen. Most of the audience was also onstage, doing the "Time Warp" in perfect synchronization. Archie noticed the woman they'd seen handing out tickets was now tap-dancing and singing in an insanely high pitched voice. He was trying not to look at the scene going on next to him, Warrick and Mia were wrapped in each other and it was twisting Archie's heart painfully.

Jim noticed this, and he told Archie to stand up. He moved into Archie's vacated seat, Natasha moved into Jim's, and Archie was free to sit next to Natasha, with two people between him and the happy couple. Unfortunately, Mia caught sight of them all changing seats, and she broke the kiss with Warrick, looking over at Archie.

The sight made her own heart wrench, for he was wearing the saddest expression she'd ever seen. He looked broken, shattered, like someone had frozen him and dropped him on the floor where he'd smashed into a million fragments. The delicate porcelain figure that a child had played too roughly with.

She turned away, looking at Gil, who was on Archie's other side. His eyes had gone wide at something the actors were doing, and she looked up quickly to see what it was. Catherine was being stripped down to her bra and a slip skirt, showing off her flat stomach and long legs. "If I were a guy, I'd be gaping, too," Mia thought to herself, smiling a little. "Especially if I'd fallen for her as much as he has."

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Catherine had begun to sing. Her skirt was much shorter than when she'd started, as she'd ripped it into strips. Now she was standing onstage with Rocky, who was looking very amazed as he put his hands up to touch her.

"Touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me, I wanna be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me, creature of the night!" Catherine sang. She had a look of ecstasy on her face as she pressed against Rocky. A jealous look marred Gil's face, he glowered up at Rocky who was still staring intently at Catherine's assets.

She sang more surely, and the scene onstage was getting the desired reaction from the audience. Most of the male members, and many of the female ones, were screaming "Take it off!" to Catherine. She was basking in the glory. It seemed that the song wasn't over soon enough, even though it was only about two and a half minutes.

Gil spent every second half-glowering at Rocky, half staring at Catherine's body. "She is so beautiful," he thought sadly. "She'll never like me back, the dance is enough to prove that. She's so brave to go up there, and so perfect in every way." A lovesick look had come over his face, and he was broken out of his prison of thoughts by a sharp elbow in his side from Greg. Catherine had been turning to look at them, giving them a warm smile. Gil gave Greg a look of gratitude, the favor having saved him from looking incredibly foolish.

At three o' clock in the morning, the gang left the theater, Catherine being swarmed by mobs of boys. Gil glared at all of them, though none of them gave him any heed. Catherine was laughing and smiling, savoring the way it felt to be a star. After a few blocks, they reached Sara's house again, and they all lugged their skateboards inside, dumping them on the floor in the livingroom.

Sara ushered them upstairs to a guest room, where they said goodnight to all the boys, then led the girls to her own room, where they unrolled sleeping bags and and said their own goodnights. Natasha was becoming part of the group, just as Mia had earlier in the year, and she had grown to be great friends with all the girls, as well as Jim. The group was evolving, becoming larger, taking in new parts, like an amoeba, gathering new parts becoming larger and happier still.

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A/N: So, there's my Rocky chapter. I listened to the soundtrack while I was writing it, but if you haven't seen the movie, it probably won't make much sense. I tried to keep it simple, but...As always, reviews are greatly appriciated. I love you all to pieces!
Hugs, kisses, lovebites, whatevah,
Maddy