It was a warm summer evening as 13 young adults made their way to the local karaoke bar. 9 of them entered the usual way, through the north entrance. The other 4, however, secretly entered through the side door, where all the other performers were gathering. But let’s not worry about them right now. Currently, our focus lies on the group who entered through the front door. 

“Remind me whose idea this was again?” Tai whined as they walked through the door.

It was Izzy who replied, “I believe it was Mimi’s”

“…I’m frightened; is anyone else frightened?”

“Oh, come on,” Ken replied to Matt’s outburst, “it can’t be that bad, can it?”

“Yes.” All but Ken answered in unison, before Michael, who was currently visiting Japan that week along with Mimi, brought up another question.

“Where are the girls? I thought we were supposed to meet them here.”

“They’re probably on their way. We should just get a table before there’s no more left.” TK answered.

“Great idea, TP!” Davis exclaimed, once again mispronouncing TK’s name. After so many years of hearing it, however, TK just rolled his eyes and ignored him.

Once they got inside, the group was escorted to a table in the very front of the room, right next to the stage (how conveeeeenient!), where they ordered refreshments. Immediately after receiving their drinks, however, the lights went out.

Davis’ voice broke through the darkness, “Hey! What’s going on?” As if in response to his question, a voice rang out from the stage [supposedly] in front of them….

(cue song)

MIMI:

Where's all my soul sisters

Let me hear y'all flow sisters

Michael: …I know that voice; that’s Mimi!

Guys: Mimi?!?!?!

Matt: …what was that about ‘might not be so bad’, Ken?

Ken: no comment

ALL:

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, flow sister

Hey sister, go sister, soul sister, go sister

(Suddenly, a spotlight shines on the stage, revealing Sora. She is wearing one of those Las Vegas showgirl outfits in a red/black color, with matching colored makeup. Her auburn hair is pulled back tight in a black headband, allowing it to freely flow just behind the headband in curvy waves. She begins on the left side of the stage, and walks towards the center as she sings.)

Tai: (in shock) Sora?!?!?!

Guys: OoO

SORA:

He met Marmalade down in old Moulin Rouge

Strutting her stuff on the street

She said, hello, hey Tai

You wanna give it a go, oh

Matt: (teasingly nudges Tai) Seems like somebody’s girlfriend’s trying to tell him something, eh?

Tai: (completely ignores Matt, for he is still in shock, and staring at Sora up onstage)….

SORA ( w/ others in the backround):

Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (hey hey hey)

Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (hee oh)

Mocca chocolata ya ya (ooh yeah)

(Sora starts walking downstage, towards Tai, and strikes a pose once she reaches him)

SORA:

Creole Lady Marmalade (ohh)

ALL:

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (oh oh)

Tai: (still in a trance) What does that mean, anyways?

All but Tai and Ken: (shrug) got me

Ken: (blushes madly because he knows what that is in French, but would rather not bring it up…)

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (yeah yeah yeah yeah)

(Another spotlight suddenly appears, illuminating Mimi. She is wearing the exact same outfit and hairstyle as Sora, except her colors are dark magenta and black, with matching makeup. She walks towards the center of the stage from the right this time)

Michael: (eyes wide open) Mimi!

Tai: (his eyes still on Sora) your turn, Michael…

MIMI;

He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up

Boy drank all that magnolia wine

On her black satin sheets

Is where he started to freak, yeah

(Goes to join Sora at downstage, center, then gives Michael a small wink from onstage)

Guys: (start whooping and cheering at Michael)

Michael: (blushing like mad)

SORA/MIMI (w/others still in backround):

Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (da da yeah)

Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (ooh yeah yeah)

Mocca chocolata ya ya (yeah, yeah)

MIMI:

Creole Lady Marmalade, uh

MIMI/SORA:

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (ooh)

(A third spotlight shines down on the bottom of the stairway platform, where Kari is half sitting/half lying down on the bottom stairway. She is dressed in a light-pink, leather miniskirt, a black halter-top, which comes down to just above her stomach, black, knee-high boots, and fishnet stockings. Her hair is tied back into a loose bun, but random strands wildly hang down from her hair.)

Tai/Davis/TK: KARI?!?!?!?!

KARI:

Yeah, yeah, aw

We come through with the money and the garter belts

Joe: Since when does Kari rap?

Izzy: (still in shock from the whole situation) since now…

Let 'em know we 'bout that cake, straight out the gate

We independent women, some mistake us for whores

Tai: (gasps at what his little sister just said)

I'm saying, why spend mine when I can spend yours

Disagree, well that's you and I'm sorry

I'ma keep playing these cats out like Atari

(gets up and starts heading for Mimi and Sora as she sings, er, raps, but walks past them, towards TK, and sits on the edge of the stage once she reaches him, in a casual position.)

Wear high heeled shoes, getting love from the Jews

Four bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge

Davis: I can’t believe Kari just cursed!

Matt: I can’t believe she’s even up there!

Tai: I’m gonna get Mimi for this….

MIMI/SORA:

Hey sisters, soul sisters

Betta' get that dough sisters

KARI:

We drink wine with diamonds in the glass

By the case, the meaning of expensive taste

(quickly reaches over and grabs TK’s wine glass, takes a sip, then puts it back, grinning at him the whole time)

Davis: (wolf whistles) TP, you dawg!

Matt: Way to go, lil bro!

TK: (in somewhat of a trance at this point, but has the grace to blush)

(Kari just as quickly gets up, and heads back towards Sora and Mimi, walking backwards so she still faces the audience as she moves)

MIMI/SORA:

We wanna gitchi gitchi ya ya (come on)

Mocca chocolata (what)

KARI:

Creole Lady Marmalade

MIMI:

One more time, come on now

(As the three continue singing, a new voice is suddenly heard in the backround—“()”—parts)

MIMI/SORA/KARI:

Marmalade (ooh)

Lady Marmalade (ooh yeah)

Marmalade (ohh)

[voice coming from upstage]:

Hey, hey, hey!

(Yet another spotlight shines, this time at the top of the stairway platform, on Yolei this time. Her hair is pulled back in a very tight, very high ponytail, pushed to her left side. Her glasses are replaced by contacts, and her outfit is best described as a combination of Mimi/Sora and Kari’s…only in Lavender and Black, with matching colored makeup as well. She walks down the stairs, and towards Kari in beat to the song as she sings.)

Ken: (in pure shock) Oh, my god…. Is that Yolei?!?!?!?!

Tai/Michael/TK: (still transfixed on his own girlfriend) welcome to the club, brother

YOLEI:

Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth, oh

Color of cafe au lait, alright

Made the savage beast inside

Roar until he cried

(walks all the way downstage, and meets up with Kari, the four girls split up into two pairs on either side of the stage)

ALL:

More, more, more

KARI/YOLEI:

(duet)

Now he's back home doing nine to five (nine to five)

KARI:

Living a gray flannel life

YOLEI:

But when he turns off to sleep, memories keep

ALL:

More, more, more

(all four girls start dancing to cleverly choreographed moves towards the song)

Gitchi gitchi ya ya da da (da da)

Gitchi gitchi ya ya hee (ohh)

Mocca chocolata ya ya (ooh)

(They temporarily pause as Yolei sings)

YOLEI:

Creole Lady Marmalade

(resume the dancing)

ALL:

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (all my sisters, yeah)

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir (ce soir)

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (ohh)

(The lights go out again, temporarily, but each reapear on each girl as her name is called out)

SORA:

Come on, uh

Yolei

YOLEI:

Moulin

Mimi

MIMI:

Lady Marmalade

Kari

KARI:

Hey, hey, uh uh uh uh uh uh uh

Sora

SORA:

Oh oh ohh

Rockwilder baby

Lady

Moulin Rouge

Oh ooh

Da dum da dum

Misdemeanor here

(All four girls prepare to strike final post as the song ends)

ALL:

Creole Lady Marmalade, ooh yes….

(end song)

The four performers are greeted with thunderous applause from their audience, as well as hollering and whistling (coming from much of the male department). After getting up from their last positions, they proceed to take their bows, each smiling at her respective boyfriend, before calmly walking off stage to chance their clothes so they can go meet with the rest of their group. Behind them, the audience is still madly applauding, many begging for an encore….

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