Disclaimer: I only own Kat and Ophelia.
"I could get into that kissin and touchin'." Ophelia sang on stage. "Or we could do good and do next to nothin'."
"At least she's enjoying herself," Kat said to Chica.
Nedd sat down across from them and handed them their drinks to which the girls thanked him.
"'Cause nobody should be alone if they don't have to be. Nobody should be alone if they don't have to be."
"So, where do you girls go to school?" Nedd asked Kat and Chica.
"Geller community college," Chica replied before taking a sip of her drink.
"Oh cool." Nedd nodded. "I go there too, I'm majoring in psychology."
"Cool," Chica echoed. She scooted closer to Kat while mentally thinking 'Please don't analyze everything we do and say.'
"Whatever you want, whatever you need."
"I haven't seen either of you there," Nedd continued awkwardly.
"Big campus," Kat piped up with a shrug.
"I do it. I do it."
"You two don't seem very chatty," Nedd noted. "And you don't seem very into this."
"It's not that," Chica assured him. "We just have a lot on our minds."
"Do you wanna come over?"
Ophelia flounced off the stage and back to her seat. "well, that was fun!" She declared. She took a gulp of her drink. "You next, Chic."
Chica sighed as she got up. She felt like everyone was staring as she picked her selection.
'Don't be silly,' she scolded herself. She took the microphone and waited for the song to start.
"I talk with a mouthful," she started. "But I couldn't be sweeter."
She watched Ophelia drag Kat out to the bathroom despite her protesting, leaving Nedd alone at the table.
"I ain't worried about it; I ain't worried about it."
Chica frowned, watching as Nedd leaned over and put something in her and Kat's drinks then Ophelia's before putting what was left in his jacket pocket.
"Cause I don't look like them."
Nedd smirked, not realizing Chica saw what he did.
"Cause I'm a lady!" With that, Chica went off stage.
"That was great, Chic," Ophelia complimented as she sat down.
"Thanks." Chica grabbed her purse, "accidentally" knocking the drinks over. "Oh, clumsy me."
"Chica!" Ophelia screeched. She snatched her purse up as liquid started rushing to the sides of the table.
"I'll get napkins," Kat volunteered.
"No, you go sing," Ophelia insisted. "Chica and I can get them." She shooed her sister up. "Go, we got this."
Kat let out a sigh before scooting past Chica.
"We'll be back," Ophelia called over her shoulder. She turned to the younger blonde. "Okay, what was that? I doubt that was an accident."
Chica approached the bar and leaned in towards the bartender.
"What can I get you?" he asked.
"Mine and my friends' drinks were spiked," Chica told him. She shot a glance towards Nedd, who was watching Kat sing.
"There's something in the way you roll your eyes."
"What?" Ophelia shrieked.
"Who was it?" the bartender asked. He motioned for a bouncer to come over.
"Walk me home in the dead of night."
"Wait, wait, he tried to drug us?" Ophelia squeaked.
"So say you'll stay with me tonight."
The music suddenly cut off and the lights came on. Kat looked really confused and climbed off stage.
"Sorry kitten," Chica told her as she put her arm around the redhead.
"What's happening?" the redhead inquired.
The girls watched as Nedd was escorted out. The bouncer came over after taking Nedd out.
"Sorry about that," he apologized. "You'll be getting new drinks on the house and I'll escort you to your cars."
"Thanks." Ophelia smiled. She pulled on Kat and Chica's arms. "Let's go have fun."
The lights dimmed as the music started back up. Ophelia pulled the younger girls back to their table and grabbed the binder.
"Any suggestions?" She asked.
"Worth it?" Kat suggested.
"Oh, good one!" Chica agreed.
"Now I declare this be a girls only night," Ophelia announced, holding up a glass of water.
"Is that so, oh decision maker?" Chica teased with a laugh.
"This song goes out to Kat, Chica and Ophelia," the DJ said into the microphone.
The girls shared a look before turning their attention to the stage. To their surprise, Foxy, Bonnie ands Freddy walked out on stage.
"This ought to be good," Ophelia giggled gleefully.
"Sittin' here eating my heart out waitin'."
Foxy and Bonnie started to dance as Freddy took the microphone to sing.
"Lookin' for some hot stuff!" Freddy sang.
Ophelia was doubled over with laughter. Even Kat and Chica were giggling despite being upset.
"Gotta have some hot love."
"Who knew Foxy had moves," Chica admitted to Kat.
"Yeah," Kat agreed.
"Hot hot hot hot stuff!"
Ophelia had long taken her phone out to record the guys. "This is good!"
"Hot stuff, baby, gonna need your love tonight." Freddy took a overdramatic bow before exiting the stage. "Come on!"
Freddy led the way to the table the girls were sitting at. "Hey ladies," he greeted.
"Freddy." the girls chorused.
"Traitors," Ophelia added playfully to Foxy and Bonnie.
"Really?" Foxy groaned. He caught Ophelia's glare. "Actually, traitor is fine." He added quickly.
"Can we squeeze in?" Freddy inquired.
"I guess." Ophelia moved over so she was sitting next to Chica.
The guys slid across from the girls. Freddy grabbed the drink menu while the others sat there.
"So..." Ophelia started. "How did you guys know we were here?" She shot Freddy a glare, which he chose to ignore.
"Don't blame Fred," Bonnie cut in. "I'm sorry, I really am."
"Me too." Foxy added. He took the drink menu from Freddy.
Ophelia hummed before nudging Chica. "You girls ready?"
"Ready for what?" Freddy inquired.
"Dance," Kat piped up. She gathered her red locks. "Gotta have fun."
"Enjoy," Freddy bid as the girls got up.
Bonnie and Foxy watched the girls start dancing with each other.
"They'll come around, trust me." Freddy told them.
A/N: Thanks for reading.
The songs were "Do you wanna come over" by Britney Spears, "I'm a lady" by Meghan Trainor, "Walk Me Home" by Pink and "Hot stuff" by Donna Summer. The "Hot stuff" was inspired by Boy Meets world.
