The setting is a lit up karaoke stage in the middle of one the Bishy Island garden. Marron Glaces, Nuriko, Quatre, and Xelloss stand there, each dressed in a different... sort of... drag.

Marron: *tugging down the hem of his little black Gucci dress and wearing the angry face he usually saves for sorcerers who hurt his brother* THIS IS THE LAST STRAW!!

Xelloss: *both eyes open, simmeringly angry under his violet bangs, dressed in a skin-tight leopard print costume and long, red-laquered fingernails* This time, she dies.

Nuriko: *his long, violet hair tied back in a ponytail, dressed in a hot pink spaghetti strap tank top and bright turquoise warm-up pants* Marron-sama, Xelloss-san... I don’t think Midi-chan did this one... *points to the wedding-dress clad, traumatized fanfic author quivering in the corner*

Quatre: *winces, wearing a little pastel pink babydoll dress* Nope, somebody got to her too... *twirls one of his pigtails and pops his sucker back in his mouth*

Zoicite: *sashays in, dressed in a skin tight white mini-dress that appears to be made from the Japanese rising sun flag, with thigh high matching platform boots, his hair gelled into Doris Day flips with tiny barrettes, a coppery streak in his bangs* Hi everybody! Aren’t these new costumes sweet?

Marron: *turns the death glare on Zoicite.*

Xelloss: *warningly* Zoicite... shut up.

Zoicite: *adjusting his fake boobs* Tou-chy. >:P

Marron: Nuriko... Who did this?

Nuriko: How should I know? *blinks loudly*

Quatre: You’re the co-author. *slurp*

Nuriko: Eh... heh... Not on this one, I ain’t.

Enter the Platinum Prima Donnas, Sephiroth and Kunzite in the lead as usual.

Zoicite: *bounds over to them excitedly, throwing his arms around Kunzite and kissing him, taking great care to only get him on his lips so there won’t be cherry red lipstick on him* Ohayo, Kunzaito-sama!

Kunzite: *grins slightly at Zoicite’s get-up, then gazes over at the rest of the... performers*

Sephiroth: *openly checks out the boys, smirking*

Zechs: *gapes*

Diamand: *leers and snickers*

Quatre: *his voice rising with each syllable into a horrified squeak* Oh... ho...ly...shit!! *tries to hide behind Nuriko*

Sephiroth: That is a lovely dress, Quatre.

Kunzite: Very flattering...

Sephiroth: Your legs look positively stunning.

Quatre: *whimpers, looking like a deer in headlights, clinging to Nuriko*

Nuriko: *gives his best threatening glare* Back off, boys. He’s spoken for.

Sephiroth: *grinning charmingly* I love that tank top on you, Nuri-chan.

Nuriko: *melts, giggling* Really?

Quatre: *panicking, wraps his arms around Marron’s waist and gazes up at him pleadingly* Marron-sama?!

Marron: *smiles faintly and cuddles Quatre, then turns his extraordinarily impressive death glare on Sephiroth*

Sephiroth: *chuckles at Marron, amused*

Kunzite: *gently peels Ginger-Zoi off his neck* We’ll continue from there tonight, little rat.

Zoicite: *beams* Anything for you, Kunzaito-sama.

Zechs: This is worse than the psych ward...

Milliard: No, it isn’t.

Dimando: *sweat drops*

Exit Platinum Prima Donnas

Xelloss: *aura crackling black, eyes glowing angrily* I want to know who wrote this fic and I want to know _now_.

Scene Shift

Kai Valentine sits at his twin’s computer, typing and cackling insanely. Midgar is sleeping, her face twisted in the grimace of one having a nightmare, on the bottom bunk, and Kai’s flaming friend Ja-san is watching “Spice World” on Mid’s VCR...

THE END