This boy only had one thing wrong with him. He was a jerk. One day a fairy princess in disguse as a teenybopper asked him for a simple autograph. He wasn't in a rush, he was actually at a meet and greet, but he refused because she had "I LOVE JC" written on her young cheek.
That night after the show something horrible happened. The young man suddenly turned into the most hideous, ugly, horrible creature imaginable. All of his friends/entourage were also made household items for some strange cracked out reason. He quickly hurried them all into his mansion and never emerged for fear that a girl might see him and call him a loser.
A beautiful young lady happened to be strolling the streets of Orlando one day after a wild night of partying with her friends. She saw a beautiful dandelion growing out of the grass in a yard. 'Cool,' she thought to herself. 'This weed is really pretty.' So she picked it up. All of a sudden there was a great commotion. A large man with bunny ears on his head came out, picked Lacy up, and hurried her into the house.
Inside the house she was told that she would be held prisoner. She would eat, sleep, pee, and live in that house to pay off the debt that she owed in picking the dandelion.
"But that was a weed!" she exclaimed. "I was just weeding for you....."
"The master likes weed." the bunny man replied.
"Not marijuana, a WEED!" she shouted.
"Oh. Too bad!" the bunny man showed no mercy.
She simply ran up to her room and started crying. She sat there for what seemed like hours but what really only about fifteen seconds before she heard a strange noise.
"What's wrong with you?" she heard.
"Who said that?" she asked.
"I DID!" the young woman looked around confused. "Over here, the coat rack."
"Oh cool, a talking coat rack. Sorry I almost missed you. You're a skinny little bugger."
"Yeah. Anyway, I'm JC. Why are you here?" he questioned.
"I'm here because 'the master' didn't like me picking his dandelion. That's bullcrap if I've ever seen it," she sighed.
"Yeah. Justin's a prick," he sympathized.
"'The Master's' name is Justin?" she asked.
"Yeah. He'll probably want you to come to dinner with him too. Tonight's entree is Cap'n Crunch and some 40's. We better get you dressed."
"Yeah right. I'm not eating with him!" she stated.
"Free beer?" JC tried to coax her.
"AND free food!" another voice announced.
"Who was that?" she asked.
"That was Joey," JC stated simply and pointed over to the overstuffed chair.
"You can sit on my lap anytime!" it purred.
"Did the chair just wink at me?" Lacy asked the coat rack.
"Yeah," he sighed. "But let's get you dressed."
"Ok! Over priced FuBu rip-offs galore!" laughed the dresser, whom happened to be named Chris before opening his doors and bombarding her with clothes.
"Now that you're dressed we need to ge you some makeup!" giggled the vanity, Lance.
"Okkkkk," Lacy sighed and walked over. She was all pressed and powdered in about 5 minutes.
"Now go on and eat!" they all cheered as she cautiously made her way down the stairs.
Dinner with the master wasn't too horrible. He wasn't too bad once you got over his ego and bad ebonics. The girl actually noticed a few redeeming qualities.
That was the beginning of the end. The poor young lady actually fell in love with the beast. And Justin noticed that there was something special about this chick. She was more than some cheap hoe. She was definitely "boo material".
Now Justin's deal with the fairy princess was that he had to get someone to fall in love with him before he turned 21 years old or the Backstreet Boys would have never ending careers. Time was getting short.
FINALLY on January 30, 2001 the girl was sitting in the overstuffed chair when she felt a poke. She got up, appalled, and stared at it.
"I love you?" he asked.
"BUT I LOVE JUSTIN SO LEAVE ME ALONE!" she screamed.
Suddenly the spell was broken. A very good looking Justin came into the room and swept the girl off of her feet. He took her for a ride in the benz and they ended up getting married.
To this day they live in the wonderful Orlando and are happy.
