Chapter Tangerine: Clandestine
It was now Blaze's turn to rock and she was solo. She played a guitar made of fire and it lit up like a calorie counter.
I can feel the magic floating in the air…
Being with you gets me that way…
I watch the sunlight dance across your face and I've…
Never been this swept away…
The whole crowd was crying, not just the judges. Even Toto was starting to tear up.
"Blaze, that was immaculate," said Simon. "You win the grand prize of 100 points!"
"Nah, dawg," said Randy. "She gets 99 'cause she was a little pitchy near the end.
Blaze's mouth was agape. She had just lost to Arle and Carbuncle by one point.
"We are on top, Carby," said Arle connivingly. "Very soon, that shiny gem will be mine!"
"Not so fast, my dear!" said a fat voice from behind.
"Well, well, well…" said Arle, turning around to see Eggman approach in an overweight manner.
"Yes, I am here to tell you that I am going to win this competition with my sick beats," explained Eggman. "You see, I'm far more than just your average Eggman… I got the master plan…"
"Gu…" grunted Carbuncle, crushing a Fanta and flexing its pecs violently. Decoe and Bocoe were kind of scared of this.
Eggman chuckled. "No matter… abs are abs and nothing more…" He clenched a fist with determination and sniffed his two moustache sprigs up his nostrils. His face was smooth once again.
"What a devious disappearing act," growled Arle, angry that she had no moustache of her own to sniff.
"Exactly…" he signaled to his robot chums. "Let's go bring down the stinkin' house, boyz!"
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