Without further ado, hyperowl productions presents..... a floorshow. Oh, boy, do I hope you all like 80's music...
*Several Smitten cheerleaders (borrowed, doing double-duty as woncubines, or otherwise gainfully employed from Sassette's thread) cartwheel in impressively and start to sing percussively*
Wonk-chica-wonky-chica-wonk-chica-wonky-chica
-------To the beat of Toni Basil's
Mickey (now if you have no idea what this sounds like, you can go
here for an idea. Please note that I have no affiliation with Ms. Basil or with the websites linked, but my toothbrush suggested the song (electric toothbrushes... scary, scary things.... ) and the sites have purty pictures.....-------------------
Ok
Wonk-chica-wonky-chica-wonk-chica-wiccachica
Hey Chica you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind!
Hey Chica! Hey Chica!
The song goes into a review of Late Shift events.... As characters are mentioned, they dance into the room and join the cheerleaders in their synchronized dance Well, Spike looks like Tara, and Tara looks like Spike.
And now she wishes that she hadn't gotten on his bike.
Now Willow looks like Buffy
and Buffy looks like Dawn
and they both wonder what the frilly heck is going on
Now Dawn looks like Anya, and Anya looks like Xander
And she thinks that her bad karma has come back to reprimand her
Now Xander looks like Willow, and Willow looks like Buffy
And everyone was shocked to see that glowing hungry puppy
Oh, Chica what a pity, you don't understand,
You've got us in your clutches like a wacky mummy hand
Oh chica you're so funny, don't you understand?
It's trolls like yours chica!
Ooh what you do chica, do chica! Don't ever stop chica!
Hey Chica!
And then they looked and noticed how things began to shift.
So they went up to the big house, they were feeling pretty miffed.
Dorothy, Mother, Showtime, and wimpy Spike got slapped
It was Club Discotekka when they got their bodies back
They went up to merrimirth and it was story time
They told of date night and tattoos and Olivia Valentine.
War is heck and twinkies drive and sometimes scoobies float
And laundry day is so much fun with three extra Willows
Well, when Tara's in the graveyard with one too many souls
And when she tells 'em "bite me", the vamps sing musicals
She gets them back to Sunnydale, pretends that she's undead,
and hides with Danger Alabaster 'til she's cursed by three redheads
Then they have a real good time painting Willow's room
but the sign above the carnival spells nothing but doom
So, Danger gets a doggie, by the name of Mack
And Tara's gotten kidnapped and Willow wants her back!
Hey Chica!
Oh, chica, life's a bitca, we all understand
and we want you to get better 'cause your fic's in high demand!
Oh, chica you're so funny, don't you understand?
It's trolls like yours chica! Ooh what you do chica, do chica!
Get better soon, chica!
Hey chica, you're so fine, you're so fine you blow my mind!
Hey chica! Hey chica!
Click, Scrape.... Click, Scrape *Owl is dragged off stage by a legion of angry tap-shoe wearing students who are dragging their desks along with them. The cheerleaders and others cartwheel off very nicely*
whew! anyone else? Obviously, I missed some key events, but the song was becoming epic, as befits this delightfully long story.
Edited by: Owl at: 4/24/02 12:49:19 am