A/N: You have no idea how hard it was to pick songs for everyone. I think I took most of the suggestions, but I still had a lot to pick. Some songs I picked for certain characters because they kind of reminded me of them, some seemed ironic, and others I just picked because it would be fun to have them sing it.
This is gonna be a real long chapter, so I'm gonna divide it in two. So this will be chapter seventeen too.
Warnings: Just random stuff here and there.
Chapter start
The room was rather large. Z felt lucky for being able to use it. There was a large stage towards the back of the room with a single microphone set on a stand. Speakers sat around the edges of the stage and there was a projector screen directly across from the setup. There were a few tables of food set up around the perimeter and the supply on them was becoming rapidly diminished. It was a rather nice room, and she sincerely hoped that no one trashed it.
Z looked around and saw her many culturally diverse friends scattered around the room.
Alfred was practically stalking Matthew, trying to make sure that no one ran into him or knocked him over. Feliciano was dragging Roma along where ever he went, which was currently to where Ludwig was standing. Lovino had been taken captive by Antonio, and more or less, Francis and Gilbert. Elizabeta was casually hanging out by Roderich, occasionally glaring at Gilbert and one hand on her hidden frying pan. Vash was 'protecting' Lilli by threatening to shoot anyone that came too close. Toris, Raivis, and Eduard were attempting to hide from Ivan, but the Russian found them anyways. Natalya was trying to stalk Ivan, but Katuyasha was holding her back. Yong Soo was trying to find Yao and Kiku, who were hiding like the ninjas that they are. Heracles had fallen asleep. Feliks was looking for Toris, but was distracted by someone wearing a shirt with Pinkie Pie from 'My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic' on it. Berwald and Tino were being slightly anti-social, standing off away from most of the group. The only person who was really all alone was Arthur. Z went over to him.
"Hey Artie." She said.
"Don't call me that! Bloody wan- Oh, sorry. I thought you were Alfred…" Arthur said. "Only bloody person on this bloody planet that calls me that…"
"Not anymore!" Z chirped. "Hey, you feelin' ok? Something seems off. You're grumpier than normal."
"I'm grumpy normally?" Arthur asked after some thought.
"Yeah…something to work on, I guess. Oh, I gotta get this thing started. I'll come find you later, ok?" Z said before racing off.
"Yeah, ok…" Arthur muttered. I won't plan on it…
Z jumped up onto the stage and took the microphone off the stand. She tapped it with her fingernail a few times. The sound of feedback screamed from the speakers and a few people yelped in surprise, but everyone looked at her. Z smirked. "Now that's a sound I like to hear!" she declared loudly. "Not really, but I got your attention. Now, listen to me and my heroine voice! We're gonna start karaoke now. I have pre-selected songs for like, all my friends, so no complaining. And if you aren't my friend, you should be because I'm awesome and by extension you will be awesome too. Ok, let's get this thing started. Ok…who do I want to torture, I mean choose, first…?" she scanned the group. "Gilbert Beilschmidt! Get your lazy and hopefully-not-drunk-because-we're-all-underage butt over here!"
Gilbert jumped up next to her. "I am awesome! Zat is vhy I am first! So, vhat am I singing?"
Z pulled out her iPhone and looked at a note. "You have… 'Everybody Loves Me' by OneRepublic."
"Almost as awesome as me." Gilbert took the microphone and waited for the music to start.
[Well **** sees her shadow in my backseat
And her friends are standing right in front of me
World wide from the center burning turkey
Open up said Everybody loves me
And you don't have to make a sound
Cause they got what you need
Oh Oh Oh Oh
God love all the people that have warned you
God love all your sentimental virtue
Eight balls with the takers that'll make you
Lay cards with the lovers that'll hate you
Cause you don't have to make a sound
They got what you need
What you need
Like you say
Oh my!
Feels just like I don't try
Looks so good i might die
All i know is everybody loves me
Get down,
Swaying to my own sound
Flashes in my face now
All i know is everybody loves me
Everybody loves me
Well I
Play the music don't stop till i turn gray
Stars forever like Don Suzan never fade,
He had a beautiful child, named her Desiree
Hope I'll remember the good things that i'll never made
Cause you don't have to make a sound
They got what you need
Like you say
Oh my!
Feels just like I don't try
Looks so good i might die
All i know is everybody loves me
Get down,
Swaying to my own sound
Flashes in my face now
All I know is everybody loves me
Everybody loves me
Everybody, Everybody
Oh
Everybody, Everybody
Don't need my health
Got my name and got my wealth I
Stare at the sun
Just for kicks all by myself I
Lose track of time
So I might be past my prime
But
I'm feeling oh so good
YEAH!
Oh my!
Feels just like I don't try
Looks so good i might die
All i know is everybody loves me
Get down,
Swaying to my own sound
Flashes in my face now
All i know is everybody loves me
Everybody loves me!
Don't you know you wanna
Everybody, Everybody, Everybody
WHOOOOA! YEAH!]
"That was epic." Z commented. "Hug?" she asked.
"Kesesese~ *** yes."
Z hugged Gilbert and practically crushed his spine.
"Ow!" the 'Prussian' gasped. "Zat hurts! Let go!"
The ginger released her death grip and he almost flew off the stage.
"Now, Ludwig Beilschmidt! Your turn!" Z called.
Ludwig sighed and made his way over. "Vhat do I haf to sing?"
"No, you're saying it wrong. It's 'vhat do I get to sing.'" Z corrected. "And your song is 'Holiday' by Green Day."
The German nodded. "Ja, ok." He, a bit cautiously, took the microphone.
[Hear the sound of the falling rain
Coming down like an Armageddon flame (Hey!)
The shame
The ones who died without a name
Hear the dogs howling out of key
To a hymn called "Faith and Misery" (Hey!)
And bleed, the company lost the war today
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
Hear the drum pounding out of time
Another protester has crossed the line (Hey!)
To find, the money's on the other side
Can I get another Amen? (Amen!)
There's a flag wrapped around a score of men (Hey!)
A gag, a plastic bag on a monument
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
On holiday
"The representative from California has the floor"
Zieg Heil to the president gas man
Bombs away is your punishment
Pulverize the Eiffel towers
Who criticize your government
Bang bang goes the broken glass and
Kill all the fags that don't agree
Trials by fire, setting fire
Is not a way that's meant for me
Just cause (hey, hey, hey), just cause, because we're outlaws yeah!
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
I beg to dream and differ from the hollow lies
This is the dawning of the rest of our lives
This is our lives on holiday ]
"Ya know, in some parts it sounds like you can't sing worth crud and then in some parts it's like, glorious." Z said, nodding to herself in approval of her own comment.
"I'm not sure whether to zank you or not…" Ludwig said after a moment.
"It doesn't really matter. Now shoo." Z took a step forward and literally pushed Ludwig off the stage.
"Mein Gott…" the German muttered.
"Zat's not right! A girl shouldn't be zat strong!" Gilbert protested. He happened to glance over at Elizabeta and ran away before she could hit him.
"Anyway, next we have Eduard von Bock!" Z looked at her note again. "Heh, you have a funny last name. Is your middle name 'von' and your last name 'Bock' or is your last name just 'von Bock'? It kind of sounds like Brock from Pokemon. I was so sad when they took him off the show. I literally, like, cried. He was one of the best characters. From the new series though, I'd have to say that my favorite character is Cilan. He's pretty cool. At least they haven't gotten rid of Team Rocket. Those guys literally are the best part of the show. I don't really like how they don't go after Pikachu any more, but they're so epic…does nobody watch Pokemon anymore? Sorry…you should."
Eduard looked slightly confused but jumped up next to her anyway.
"Oh, ya'll probably don't have Pokemon in Estonia, do you?" Z asked.
"How did you know I was from Estonia? I never told you."
"I know almost everything about ya'll." Z cleared her throat. "Now, you're going to sing 'White and Nerdy' by Weird Al Yankovic."
"Are you trying to say something?" Eduard asked as the music started.
"Just sing." The girl threw the microphone and he barely caught it.
[They see me mowin'
My front lawn
I know they're all thinking
I'm so White N' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy
Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!
I wanna roll with-
The gangsters
But so far they all think
I'm too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
I'm just too white n' nerdy
Really, really white n' nerdy
First in my class here at M.I.T.
Got skills, I'm a Champion of DND
MC Escher that's my favorite MC
Keep your 40
I'll just have an Earl Grey tea
My rims never spin to the contrary
You'll find they're quite stationary
All of my action figures are cherry
Steven Hawkings in my library
My MySpace page is all totally pimped out
I got people begging for my top 8 spaces
Yo I know Pi to a thousand places
Ain't got no grills but I still wear braces
I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise
I'm a whiz at minesweeper I can play for days
Once you see my sweet moves you're gonna stay amazed,
my fingers movin' so fast I'll set the place ablaze
There's no killer app I haven't run
At Pascal, well, I'm number 1
Do vector calculus just for fun
I ain't got a gat but I gotta soldering gun
Happy days is my favourite theme song
I can sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong
I'll ace any trivia quiz you bring on
I'm fluent in Java Script as well as Klingon
Here's the part I sing on
They see me roll on, my Segway!
I know in my heart they think I'm
white n' nerdy!
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy
Look at me I'm white n' nerdy
I'd like to roll with-
The gangsters
Although it's apparent I'm too
White n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
I'm just too white n' nerdy
How'd I get so white n' nerdy?
I've been browsing, inspectin'
X-men comics you know I collect 'em
The pens in my pocket
I must protect 'em
my ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored
Shopping online for deals on some writable media
I edit Wikipedia
I memorized Holy Grail really well
I can recite it right now and have you ROTFLOL
I got a business doing websites
When my friends need some code who do they call?
I do HTML for them all
Even made a homepage for my dog!
Yo! Got myself a fanny pack
they were having a sale down at the GAP
Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap
POP POP! Hope no one sees me gettin' freaky!
I'm nerdy in the extreme and whiter than sour creme
I was in AV club and Glee club and even the chess team!
Only question I ever thought was hard
Was do I like Kirk or do I like Picard?
I spend every weekend
at the renaissance fair
I got my name on my under wear!
They see me strollin'
They laughin'
And rollin' their eyes 'cause
I'm so white n' nerdy
Just because I'm white n' nerdy
Just because I'm white n' nerdy
All because I'm white n' nerdy
Holy cow I'm white n' nerdy
I wanna bowl with-
the gangsters
but oh well it's obvious I'm
white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
I'm just too white n' nerdy
Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!
Z tried not to laugh as Eduard jumped down. "That was perfect and totally adorable." She scanned the room. "Next is… oh God help me... Francis Bonnefoy…"
The Frenchman smiled and came up next to her. "Do I get a 'ug?" He asked.
"Not in heck." Z said, disgusted. "Ok, you're singing 'Suspicious Character' by the Blood Arm. If you ask me, it really fits."
Francis grabbed the microphone, nodding to himself.
[I like all the girls, and all the girls like me.
I like all the girls, and all the girls like me.
Everybody, c'mon.
C'mon.
Its not a question of confidence, its a retribution.
I'd do anything to find a solution.
Change my name, in 12 states.
Just to escape this prosecution, you know why;
I like all the girls, and all the girls like me.
I like all the girls, and all the girls like me.
They told me so.
Ha, they told me so, ha, i know.
And while my ride is strapped for a noble car.
They left me tax with robe in a bar.
And soon enough we'll have to fall apart.
Because.
I like all the girls, and all the girls like me.
I like all the girls, and all the girls like, me.
Heh heh heh heh.
If there is, no, report.
Let me steal a kiss, yeah i was made for only this.
If you want, one more.
Come back to my apartment, let me show you what its
for.
Im all about. (Im all about)
Im all about. (Im all about)
Im all about. (Im all about)
Im all about it let me shout it.
I like all the girls, and all the girls like me.
I like all the girls, and all the girls like me.
I like all the girls, and all the girls like me.
I like all the girls, and everyone says to me.
Ahahahahaa woah. Ahaaaaah woah.
I love them dont'cha know.
They told me so.
S.O.S (That's how I know)
S.O.S (That's how I know)
S.O.S (That's how I know)
That's how I K.N.O.W! ]
Z casually scooted away from him. "Go away." She squeaked.
Francis lowered his head and walked away.
"Ok," Z said, regaining her composure. "Next is Ivan Braginski."
"Oh, it is my turn, da?" Ivan stood next to her.
"Meep…" she muttered. "Um, you're singing 'Rasputin' by Boney M."
"Da, ok." Ivan grabbed the microphone out of Z's hand.
[There lived a certain man in Russia long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes a flaming glow
Most people looked at him with terror and with fear
But to Moscow chicks he was such a lovely dear
He could preach the Bible like a preacher
Full of ecstacy and fire
But he also was the kind of teacher
Women would desire
Ra-ra-Rasputin
Lover of the Russian Queen
There was a cat that really was gone
Ra-ra-Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
He ruled the Russian land and never mind the Czar
But the Kasachok he danced really wunderbar
In all affairs of state he was the man to please
But he was real great when he had a girl to squeeze
For the Queen he was no wheeler dealer
Though she'd heard the things he'd done
She believed he was a holy healer
Who would heal her son
Ra-ra-Rasputin
Lover of the RussianQueen
There was a cat that really was gone
Ra-ra-Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
It was a shame how he carried on
{But when his drinking and lusting and his hunger
For power became known to more and more people
The demands to do something about this outrageous
Man became louder and louder}
Hey hey hey, Hey hey hey, Hey hey hey
"This man's just got to go!" declared his enemies
But the ladies begged "Don't you try to do it, please"
No doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms
Though he was a brute they just fell into his arms
Then one night some men of higher standing
Set a trap, they're not to blame
"Come to visit us" they kept demanding
And he really came
Ra-ra-Rasputin
Lover of the Russian queen
They put some poison into his wine
Ra-ra-Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
He drank it all and said "I feel fine"
Ra-ra-Rasputin
Lover of the Russian Queen
They didn't quit, they wanted his head
Ra-ra-Rasputin
Russia's greatest love machine
And so they shot him till he was dead
{Oh, those Russians}]
"Why do so many of my friends scare me yet make me want to fangirl squee at the same time?" Z thought aloud. "Ok, next is… Katuyasha Braginski."
"Oh, ok…" Katuyasha said as she took the place where Ivan had been standing.
"Ok, you're going to be singing 'Love Song' by Sara Bareilles." Z handed her the microphone.
The Ukrainian hesitated, but took it.
[Head under water
And they tell me to breathe easy for a while
The breathing gets harder, even I know that
Made room for me but it's too soon to see
If I'm happy in your hands
I'm unusually hard to hold on to
Blank stares at blank pages
No easy way to say this
You mean well, but you make this hard on me
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's
Make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leaving I'm gonna need a better
Reason to write you a love song today
I learned the hard way
That they all say things you want to hear
And my heavy heart sinks deep down under you and
Your twisted words,
Your help just hurts
You are not what I thought you were
Hello to high and dry
Convinced me to please you
Made me think that I need this too
I'm trying to let you hear me as I am
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's
Make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leaving I'm gonna need a better
Reason to write you a love song today
Promise me that you'll leave the light on
To help me see with daylight, my guide, gone
'cause I believe there's a way you can love me
Because I say
I won't write you a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's make or break in this
Is that why you wanted a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If your heart is nowhere in it
I don't want it for a minute
Babe, I'll walk the seven seas when I believe that
There's a reason to
Write you a love song today]
"You have an awesome voice." Z said.
"Oh, thank you." Katuyasha smiled before leaving the stage.
"All righty! This thing is moving along swell. Next is Natalya Arlovskaya."
"I will dedicate this to my big brother." Natalya decided.
"Funny you should say that… you're singing 'Paparazzi' by Lady Gaga."
Natalya nodded and ripped the microphone from Z's hand.
[We are the crowd, we're c-comin' out
Got my flash on, it's true
Need that picture of you
It so magical, we'd be so fantastical
Leather and jeans, garage glamorous
Not sure what it means
But this photo of us it don't have a price
Ready for those flashing light
'Cause you know that baby, I
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me
Pa-pa- paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be
Your pa-pa- paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine
Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
Pa-pa- paparazzi
I'll be your girl backstage at your show
Velvet ropes and guitars
Yeah, cause you're my rock star in between the sets
Eyeliner and cigarettes
Shadow is burnt, yellow dance and we turn
My lashes are dry, purple teardrops I cry
It don't have a price, loving you is cherry pie
Cause you know that baby, I
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me
Pa-pa- paparazz
Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be
Your pa-pa- paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine
Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
Pa-pa- paparazzi
Real good, we dance in the studio
Snap, snap to that **** on the radio
Don't stop for anyone
We're plastic but we still have fun
I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me
Pa-pa- paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be
Your pa-pa- paparazzi
Promise I'll be kind
But I won't stop until that boy is mine
Baby, you'll be famous, chase you down until you love me
Pa-pa- paparazzi]
"That was perfect." Z laughed, shooing Natalya off the stage. "Next is Antonio Fernandez Carrido. Francis, Gilbert, get back up here. The song's for all three of you."
Antonio, Francis, and Gilbert joined her on the stage.
"What ******* song would involve all three of them?" Lovino asked.
"'We R Who We R' by Ke$ha. Does that answer your question?" Z handed them the microphones.
[Gilbert: Hot and dangerous
If you're one of us, then roll with us
'Cause we make the hipsters fall in love
And we've got our hot-pants on and up
And yes of course we does, we running this town just like a club
And no, you don't wanna mess with us
Got Jesus on my necklace
All: I've got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexyfied
So let's go-o-o (Let's go!)
Tonight we're going har har-har ha-ha-hard
Just like the world is our our-our our-our-ours
We're tearin' it apart part-part pa-pa-part
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!
We're dancing like we're dum dum-dum dum-dum-dumb
Our bodies go num num-num num-num-numb
We'll be forever youn youn-youn youn-youn-young
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!
Antonio: DJ turn it up
It's about **** time to live it up
I'm so sick of being so serious
It's making my brain delirious!
I'm just talkin' truth
Francis: I'm telling you 'bout the **** we do
We're sellin' our clothes, sleepin' in cars
Dressin' it down, hittin' on dudes (HARD!)
All: I've got that glitter on my eyes
Stockings ripped all up the side
Looking sick and sexyfied
So let's go-o-o (Let's go!)
Tonight we're going har har-har ha-ha-hard
Just like the world is our our-our our-our-ours
We're tearin' it apart part-part pa-pa-part
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!
We're dancing like we're dum dum-dum dum-dum-dumb
Our bodies go num num-num num-num-numb
We'll be forever youn youn-youn youn-youn-young
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!
DJ turn it up (up up up up up up)
DJ turn it up (up up up up up up)
DJ turn it up (up up up up up up)
DJ turn it up (up up up up up up uuuup)
Tonight we're going har har-har ha-ha-hard
Just like the world is our our-our our-our-ours
We're tearin' it apart part-part pa-pa-part
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!
We're dancing like we're dum dum-dum dum-dum-dumb
Our bodies go num num-num num-num-numb
We'll be forever youn youn-youn youn-youn-young
You know we're superstars, we are who we are!]
"I'm glad I picked that. I didn't know how perfect it was 'till ya'll sang it. Now, buzz off. You're scaring me." Z shoved them off the stage. "Except you, Gil. You're required once more."
Gilbert shrugged and stayed on stage. "I am just zat awesome!"
"Roderich Eldenstein, get your fancy-fied butt up here." Z shouted.
From somewhere within the crowd, Roderich groaned and made his way onto the stage.
"Oh, awesome. You really did come. Sweet! All right, so, you and Gilbert are going to sing 'Frenemies' from Phineas and Ferb. I revised the lyrics especially for you two." Z handed them some paper and two microphones.
[Both: We look good in hats
Long tails and spats
When we hit the town together, baby we know where it's ats
Roderich: You are pluralizing "at"?
Gilbert: Work with me, piano boy.
Both: If I were dangling from a ledge he'd
Surely save me and insult me
Roderich: I'm smart, perhaps a bit refined
Gilbert: And I'm a bit more edgy.
Both: 'Cause we're frenemies
We like disliking one another
Yes, we're frenemies
He's like my least favorite brother
Roderich: I like complex compositions
Gilbert: I like physical confrontations
Both: We both have our roles, this is a symbiotic relation...ship
'Cause we're frenemies
We like disliking one another
Yes, we're frenemies
He's like my least favorite brother
You and I, we're not enemies or friends
We're just frenemies to the end!]
"I will never think of Buford and Baljeet the same way ever again." Z muttered. "Ok, next up we have Raivis Galante!"
Raivis looked a little surprised, but jumped up next to her anyway. He gently took a microphone.
"You're singing 'Mean' by Taylor Swift." Z said. "Hit it!"
[You, with your words like knives
And swords and weapons that you use against me
You have knocked me off my feet again
Got me feeling like I'm nothing
You, with your voice like nails on a chalkboard
Calling me out when I'm wounded
You picking on the weaker man
Well you can take me down with just one single blow
But you don't know, what you don't know...
Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?
You, with your switching sides
And your wildfire lies and your humiliation
You have pointed out my flaws again
As if I don't already see them
I walk with my head down
Trying to block you out 'cause I'll never impress you
I just wanna feel okay again
I bet you got pushed around
Somebody made you cold
But the cycle ends right now
Cause you can't lead me down that road
And you don't know, what you don't know...
Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?
And I can see you years from now in a bar
Talking over a football game
With that same big loud opinion
But nobody's listening
Washed up and ranting about the same old bitter things
Drunk and grumbling on about how I can't sing
But all you are is mean
All you are is mean
And a liar, and pathetic, and alone in life
And mean, and mean, and mean, and mean
But someday I'll be living in a big ol' city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean, yeah
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so?..
Someday I'll be living in a big ol' city
And all you're ever gonna be is mean, yeah
Someday I'll be big enough so you can't hit me
And all you're ever gonna be is mean
Why you gotta be so mean?]
"You're so cute~!" Z squealed, glomping Raivis before dropped him off the stage.
Raivis yelped slightly.
"All right… Let's see… Elizabeta Hedervary, you're next."
Elizabeta jumped up on stage. "So, what am I singing?" She asked.
"'Never Underestimate a Girl' by Vanessa Hudgens." Z handed her the microphone.
[It takes a girl to understand
Just how to win
She knows...She can
I think it's clear
Who wears the pants
What boy...could stand...a chance
She makes it look easy
In control completely
She'll get the best of you...every single...time
Thought by now you'd realize you should
Never underestimate a girl
Gets anything she wants
She's never gonna stop
Never underestimate a girl
She's always got a plan
The world is in her hands
She got the lipstick
Puts it together
Boys have it good
But girls have it better...(watch out)
Your secretary might
End up your boss
Whether you...really like it...or not
She makes it look easy
In control completely
She'll get the best of you... every single...time
That's right...no no no you should
Never underestimate a girl
Gets anything she wants
She's never gonna stop
Never underestimate a girl
She's always got a plan
The world is in her hands
She might be the president
Make all the rules
Don't try to win the game
You're only gonna lose
Now girls you know we got it
Got it going on
We've been trying to tell them all along
Listen up guys
Take a little sound advice
Never underestimate a girl
Gets anything she wants
She's never gonna stop
(You know it...we know it)
Never underestimate a girl
She's always got a plan
The world is in her hands ]
"Now go back to kicking Gilbert's butt." Z said as Elizabeta jumped down.
Elizabeta nodded and began tracking down the 'Prussian'.
Z looked around the group. "Romischen Heiligen! You and your fancy name get up here!"
Roma looked genuinely surprised, but took his spot on the stage.
"Ok, so , you're singing the ending to Portal, 'Still Alive' sung by GLaDOS." Z said.
Roma nodded and very hesitantly took the microphone. He didn't like singing very much, especially in front of large crowds.
[This was a triumph.
I'm making a note here: HUGE SUCCESS.
It's hard to overstate my satisfaction
Aperture Science
We do what we must
because we can.
For the good of all of us.
Except the ones who are dead.
But there's no sense crying over every mistake.
You just keep on trying till you run out of cake.
And the Science gets done.
And you make a neat gun.
For the people who are still alive.
I'm not even angry.
I'm being so sincere right now.
Even though you broke my heart.
And killed me.
And tore me to pieces.
And threw every piece into a fire.
As they burned it hurt because I was so happy for you!
Now these points of data make a beautiful line.
And we're out of beta.
We're releasing on time.
So I'm GLaD. I got burned.
Think of all the things we learned
for the people who are still alive
Go ahead and leave me.
I think I prefer to stay inside.
Maybe you'll find someone else to help you.
Maybe Black Mesa
THAT WAS A JOKE.
HAHA. FAT CHANCE.
Anyway, this cake is great.
It's so delicious and moist.
Look at me still talking
when there's Science to do.
When I look out there, it makes me GLaD I'm not you.
I've experiments to run.
There is research to be done.
On the people who are still alive.
And believe me I am still alive.
I'm doing Science and I'm still alive.
I feel FANTASTIC and I'm still alive.
While you're dying I'll be still alive.
And when you're dead I will be still alive.
STILL ALIVE
STILL ALIVE]
"Am I ze only one zat finds zat ironic?" Francis asked.
He received about 25 'no's in response.
"Why are you so adorable?" Z whined. "Your voice is really cute too…"
"Um… Thank you, I guess…" Roma said, a tad bit confused.
"Can I hug you? Please…?" the young girl asked.
He paused for a moment and then gave a slight nod. Z cheered and hugged him. When she let him go, Roma jumped off the stage and was promptly glomped by Feliciano.
"Vee~ That was really cute!" the Italian said happily.
"Adorable… Next is Heracles Karpusi." Z announced.
Kiku lightly poked Heracles on the shoulder. "It is your turn…" He said politely.
"Oh…" The Greek said, getting up. He joined Z on the stage.
"You're going to be singing 'The Mean Kitty Song' by… I'm not really sure who wrote it…" Z said, carefully handing him the microphone.
[Got this little kitty about 2 months back
he was the nicest little kitty, now a pain in my crack
This little kitty is a ninja, always stalking my feet
This little kitty is a warrior you know what I mean
he's an evil little kitty look what he did to my hand
tries to get in trouble in any way that he can
I could give this cat a toy, but he'd rather have the wrapper
and I will always give him water, but he still drinks from the crapper
You could lock him in a closet and he just won't care
kitty chews on my shoes and he licks my hair
always scratching on my favorite chair and jumping on the couch
playing in the window sills and tearing through the house
He's so full of energy and easily amused
kitty will attack anything that moves
Causing trouble, starting battles just so he could be a little part of
he's a meanest little kitty so we named him Sparta
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite
Where'd you go
are you stalking me?
are you under the couch, quite possibly
ears laid back so you don't get caught
ready to pounce my leg with everything that you got
I know you're probably watching me from across the room
concentrating contemplating on attacking me soon
You're not invisible kitty, I'm gonna find you first
Come out come out before I make things worse
I've seen where you hide and I know where you've been
Hey kitty why don't you give in
Even if you try to sneak up on me, I'm prepared
Cause I've got my safety gear on and I'm not scared
I think I hear a kitty cat under the bed
I know your making noises just to mess with my head
You can stalk me all you want, but I'm not your prey
cause you always seem to find me first, but not today
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
Come on out, I'm gonna get you now
I've got 'em cornered
and now he's mine
He's not gonna get away this time
I'll snatch him up fast before he can blink and then...
Aw man! He's asleep in the sink
What is with this cat? I'm confused
He's got a bed, but it's never been used
In every waking moment, kitty's out for the fight
then next minute kitty's out like a light
How could I let this creature live inside of my home
I gotta keep an eye on him when I'm on the phone
I'm a little afraid to leave this cat all alone
this kitty may destroy everything that I own
Look at him now, I kinda feel bad
He's the best little cat that I've had
and the one big thing I forgot to mention, was that
He wasn't fighting, he just wanted attention
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
little bitty kitty wanna bite bite bite
Hey little Sparta what is with all the fight
showing love, that's all this kitty does ]
A random cat poked its head out of Heracles' shirt. He patted it apologetically. "Sorry…" He mumbled as he returned to his seat and immediately fell asleep again, leaning on Kiku.
Z looked around again and spotted her next target. This'll be good… she thought. After this, I'll just let if play out for a bit… "Little Matthew Williams! Canadian, join me on this stage!" She called dramatically.
Matthew looked extremely startled that she had called him out, let alone remembered him. Despite this, he did as he was instructed.
"There's my Canadian!" Z said. "Yes, this is my Canadian. I claim him. He's mine now. So, you'll be singing 'American Idiot' by Green Day." She whispered the last part to Matthew. "Be loud, ok?"
Matthew took several deep breaths and grabbed the microphone.
[Don't wanna be an American idiot
Don't want a nation under the new media
And can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal mind **** America
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
Well maybe I'm the faggot America
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda
Now everybody do the propaganda
And sing along to the age of paranoia
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue
Don't want to be an American idiot
One nation controlled by the media
Information age of hysteria
It's going out to idiot America
Welcome to a new kind of tension
All across the alien nation
Where everything isn't meant to be okay
Television dreams of tomorrow
We're not the ones who're meant to follow
For that's enough to argue]
"Mattie!" Alfred cried, clearly ticked. "Z, I'm totally coming up there to kill you!" he ran on stage and almost knocked over the two already there.
"Hey, if you're gonna kill me; kill me with your singing voice. It's your turn." Z said.
"Fine! And I know just the song!" Alfred tore the microphone from Matthew's hand.
"…maple…" the Canadian muttered as the music started.
[Don't want to be a Canadian idiot
Don't want to be some beer swillin' hockey nut
And do I look like some frost bitten hosehead
I never learned my alphabet from A to zed
They all live on donuts and moose meat
And they leave the house without packin' heat
Never even bring their guns to the mall
And you know what else is too funny
Their stupid monopoly money
Can't take 'em seriously at all
Well maple syrup and snow's what they export
They treat curling just like it's a real sport
They think their silly accent is so cute
Can't understand a thing they're talking aboot
Sure they got their national health care
Cheaper meds for prime rates and clean air
Then again well they got Celine Dion
Eat their weight in Kraft macaroni
And dream of driving a zamboni
All over Saskatchewan
Don't want to be a Canadian idiot
We'll figure out their temperature in Celsius
See the map they're hovering right over us
Tell you the truth it makes me kinda nervous
Always hear the same kind of story
Break your nose and they'll just say 'sorry'
Tell me what kind of freaks are that polite
It's gotta mean they're all up to something
So quick, before they see it coming
Time for a pre-emptive strike!]
Matthew actually looked slightly ticked off. "Al, can I have that microphone?" He asked quietly.
"Yeah, sure bro. What for?" Alfred asked, handing him the microphone.
Matthew took it. "Oh, there's just one more song I want to sing…"
[Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please
Even if in winter things tend to freeze
We've got the world monopoly on trees
And our country's bordered by three different seas
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please
We invented the zipper, we've got expertise
We made insulin to combat disease
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please
Brits have got the monarchy
The US has the money
But I know that you wanna be Canadian
The French have got the wine and cheese
Koalas chill with the Aussies
But I know that you wanna be Canadian
Et si ce n'était pas assez
On a deux langues officielles:
L'anglais et le français
Ooh la la
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please
Where else do you find mounted police
Or go to the hospital and not pay fees
Yeah I know that you wanna be Canadian, please
And when freshwater is in high demand
We've got the world's largest supply on hand
So you know that we could make a pretty good friend
But it's even better if you can be...
So you're thinking to yourself,
"How do I live in this beautiful country?"
Well we've got some steps for you to follow...
STEP 1: Lose the gun
STEP 2: Buy a canoe
STEP 3: Live multiculturally
STEP 4: You're ready, there is no more!
We got beavers, caribou and moose
We got buffalos, bears, and Canadian goose
And we're sorry about Celine Dion
But she did do that good song for James Cameron...
Brits have got the monarchy
The US has the money
But I know that you wanna be Canadian
The French have got the wine and cheese
Koalas chill with the Aussies
But I know that you wanna be Canadian
The Greek chilled out with Socrates
Can't build a wall like the Chinese
But I know that you wanna be Canadian
In Kenya they have safaris
We've missed lots of other countries
But I know that you wanna be Canadian]
"Hey, zat's ze song you vere singing vhen I valked into dein room zat on time!" Gilbert said.
"That reminds me… what were you doing in our room?" Alfred asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Zat depends. Vhat vere you doing in Arthur's room?" Gilbert retorted.
An awkward silence covered the room.
"Oh great… Toni vas just born again!" the albino groaned.
A/N: Mein Gott…that was freaking long! So sorry it took so long to write. But the next one might take even longer. We start Spring Break after this week and my family is going to Disney World! Guess who's not gonna have next to any time to write? This little author here. Yup. Stinks to be us.
Admit it. You'll never think of Phineas and Ferb the same way ever again, at least not Baljeet and Buford. And 'Still Alive' was so perfect that Maka even thought of it before I told her about it. Hooray for 1:15 AM logic!
So, Hetalia the anime does not exist in this world to avoid any confusion.
And yes. They drop their accents while singing.
Quick little thing here.., ok two. One, Yes, I still watch Pokemon. And what Z said about it is what I think. So those are legitly my words. Two, who saw the recent episode of Phineas and Ferb where Doofensmirtz had the 'mustache-inator'? I fangirl squealed and shouted 'It's the Romano-inator!' Yeah… I don't have problems. Speaking of Romano…
DISCLAIMER!
Romano: Terach doesn't ******* own Hetalia or any of these characters except for her ******* OC Z….
Peace out, ya'll!