Second crack.
Drunken Dreams
Arthur
Ballroom Blitz by Sweet
Arthur looked around him smirking.
He was in his favorite ballroom, in his favorite tux. With his favorite girl, Araidne. He pulled her out onto the dancefloor.
Are you ready, Steve? Aha.
Andy? Yeah! Mick? OK.
Alright, fellas, let's go!
Ariadne smiled, as the two started to tango, just like Arthur's mother had taught him to.
Oh it's been getting so hard
Livin' with the things you do to me, aha
Oh my dreams are getting so strange
I'd like to tell you everything I see
Arthur felt himself singing along, thinking of the relevance his dream song had to his life. He hardly noticed he was drunk, and that Cobb was crying at the back of the room.
Oh, I see a man at the back
As a matter of fact his eyes are red as the sun
And a girl in the corner let no one ignore her
'Cause she thinks she's the passionate one
He finally noticed Cobb crying, well blubbering, away in the corner, his eyes red and puffy. He also saw Mal in the corner, flirting with everyone who walked by.
Even women.
Oh, yeah, it was like lightning, everybody was frightening
And the music was soothing, and they all started grooving
He felt the gravity shift around him, and the chandeleirs move. He watched as the projection stared at him and he realized he wasn't in his own dream.
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
And the man at the back said
Suddenly Cobb stood up laughing hystericly and screamed;
"EVERYONE ATTACK!"
and it turned into a ballroom blitz
Arthur pulled out his gun, kicking the nearest projection, letting Ariadne go. She turned on her own, roundkicking another projection. Eames ran into the center, Yusuf following suit.
They started to fight the projection, whilst the poor band continued to play.
And the girl in the corner said
Mal stood up, ran over to Cobb and punched him.
She turned to Arthur and winked, saying "Boy, I wanna warn ya, it'll turn into a ballroom blitz.
Ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz,
ballroom blitz. Ballroom blitz
The team were frantically fighting the projections now, but Arthur realized, this was his dream. So he took over, slamming two of the mens heads together, shotting another. He began to sing along.
Oh reaching out for something
Touching nothing's all I ever do
Oh I softly call you over
When you appear there's nothing left of you
Arthur looks around, now fully aware he's dreaming, and that he really is drunk.
"Eames." He mutters.
And the man in the back is ready to crack
As he raises his hands to the sky
Cobb ran onto the stage, throwing his hands in the air, muttering random curses, pulling out a crucifix.
And the girl in the corner is everyone's mourner
She could kill you with a wink of her eye
Mal sat in the corner, shaking her head at every gunshot heard. Arthur kicked another projection, turning to Ariadne to kiss her quickly. She smirked, kneeding him in the groin.
Oh Yeah! It was electric
So frantically hectic
And the band started leaving
Cause they all stopped breathing
Eames shot the band singer, and ran onto the stage grabbing the mike, a bear in his other hand and began to finish the song, as Arthur fought his way through the projections, Cobb cryed, and Saito made out with the bar owners wife.
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
And the man in the back said everyone attack
And it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said boy I want to warn you
It'll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz"
Arthur raised an eyebrow, turning back to Ariadne, who was sitting on a dead projection, swaying to the music like a drunkard.
"What the hell?" He muttered.
"Oh Yeah! It was like lightning
Everybody was frightening
And the music was soothing
And they all started grooving."
He looked up at Eames, who was quite enjoying himself singing along to the song.
"Yeah, Yeah, Yeah-Yeah-Yeah
And the man in the back said everyone attack
And it turned into a ballroom blitz
And the girl in the corner said boy I want to warn you
It'll turn into a ballroom blitz
Ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz, ballroom blitz."
Yusuf appeared out of no where, starting a congo line around the dead bodies, and Mal was at the back in Limbo.
Not the mind state.
The fucking game.
"It's it's ballroom blitz
It's it's ballroom blitz
It's it's ballroom blitz
Yeah, it's ballroom blitz"
Arthur was never going to drink with Eames again.
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END.
Yup.. it's a ballroom blitz.