Blame my muse and three hours sleep for this one.
Title: Let's Hear It for the Boy
Author: Kris
Part: 1/1
Disclaimer: The characters and their world does not belong to me. The
song belongs to Deniece Williams.
Warnings: Yaoi, major OOC
Let's Hear It For The Boy
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{Trowa walks into a darkned night club, looking around as if he has no
idea how he got there. He pulls a small crumpled note from his pocket,
reading it again. 'Trowa meet me at this adress.' Finally, unsure of
what to do, he sits down at a nearby table. Suddenly, a spot light
comes on and WuFei steps out wearing a leather miniskirt, thigh-high
spike heeled boots, and a tank top. He grabs the mike from the stand
as the music starts to play.}
My baby, he don't talk sweet
He ain't got much to say
But he loves me, loves me, loves me
I know that he loves me anyway
{Trowa stares at the stage in facinated horror, unsure of what to think
of this abrupt change in his boyfriend.}
And maybe he don't dress fine
But I don't really mind
'Cuz every time he pulls me near
I just wanna cheer:
{The stage lights come on revealing the rest of the G-Boys dressed in
drag as back up singers.}
Let's hear it for the boy!
Oh, let's give the boy a hand
Let's hear it for my baby
You gotta understand
Maybe he's no Romeo
But he's my loving one-man show
Let's hear it for the boy!
{Trowa's jaw hits the floor as panic starts to invade his soul. What
in the hell had possesed his friends.}
My baby may not be rich
He's watching every dime
But every night he holds me
And we always have a real good time
{WuFei jumps of the stage and sashays up to his boyfriend who is
staring at him like a deer caught in headlights. The remaining G-Boys
start dancing on stage.}
And maybe he sings off-key
That's all right by me
But what he does, he does so well
Makes me wanna yell:
{WuFei drops into Trowa's lap and sings the next part directly to him
as the others jump down off the stage to surround the table.}
Let's hear it for the boy!
Oh, let's give the boy a hand
Let's hear it for my baby
You gotta understand
Maybe he's no Romeo
But he's my loving one-man show
Let's hear it for the boy!
{Trowa lets out an undignified shriek, dumps his boyfriend, and darts
for the door. As WuFei gives chase, the others collapse in laughter.}
"Man, that was fun," Duo pants, "We're going to have to do that again
sometime."
"Yeah!" Quatre quips from his seat on the floor. "Did you see the look
on his face?"
"Hn," Heero replied, pulling his braided lover closer.
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The Terminally Insane One,
Kris
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