*Everyone is sitting backstage in their dressing room. Yes, they're sharing. This is my story dang it, I can put them where I want to!*
*The 3 groups walk into the dressing room at the same time. They look at each other harsly in an awkward silence until...*
JC: ::finally speaks up:: Well I suppose we should introduce ourselves...
So, uhh, I'm JC... from 'N Sync.
AJ: ::sarcastically:: Ya think?
JC: ::shoots AJ a death stare::
Kevin: ::in a motherly, I mean, fatherly tone:: AJ! Don't be rude!
::slaps AJ in the back of the head::
AJ: ::rubbing the back of his head:: Ouch, you bushy-eyebrowed piece of...
::trails off as Kevin shoots him a death stare::
Nick: Hi there JC! ::smiles cheesily like an infomercial host:: My name is
Nick, and I resign in Florida!
All of 'N Sync and 5ive: Resign?
Brian: ::runs over to Nick and slaps his hand over his mouth:: How many
times have we told you not to talk in public!?
Nick: Oh... sorry... ::sulks and pouts::
Howie: We apologize for Nick... He's not exactly the brightest crayon in the
box...
All: ::laughing::
Justin: Did someone say sumpin' 'bout crayons? 'Dose be my fave playtime
objecks!
Nick: You too?! What's your favorite crayon color!
Justin: Baby blue, yo!
Nick: Baby blue?! ::sulks:: But Aaron's crayon box doesn't come with baby
blue!
Justin: If you be gettin' da Crayola Big Box, you get 'dem all!
*Nick and Justin continue talking about crayons for a little bit...*
Sean: ::to Justin:: I don't believe you've introduced yourself to us, would
you please?
Justin: Oh, my bad. Whaddup, dis be Justin, betta known to fly honeez as
Curly, because da hair by my...
*Just then, Britney Spears walks in, interrupting Justin's, uhh, comment*
*Britney is wearing a baby blue tubetop that's too small, too tight, too everything, and a pair of white baggy pants that are falling down. All the guys braced themselves as she was about to speak*
Britney: Like, oh my God, I'm SO sorry I'm late! Traffic was, like, horrible, or something.
Abs: ::staring at Britney's... things:: Umm, your headlights are on.
Britney: Like, Oh my God! How can you tell from in here?
Abs: ::blank stare:: What?
Britney: Like, my headlights! I don't even have my car here, how could you
tell they're on! I have to like, call my mom or something! And tell her to
shut off the car!
JC: Wowee, she's an idiot.
Brian: Wowee?
Lance: ::looks up from admiring himself in the mirror:: Did someone say
'she'?
'N Sync: Shut up, Lance.
AJ: ::whispers to Howie:: Or should we say, Lancette.
Howie: ::laughs::
*Just then, a brunette walks in, heads over to Nick, gives him a huge smackeroo on the lips, turns around, and leaves the room. Everyone looks at Nick cluelessly.*
Lance: ::a hint of envy in his eyes:: Who was that and what did she want?!
Nick: My girlfriend Kristi. She said the show goes on in 10 minutes.
Abs: ::scratching his head:: I didn't hear her say anything.
Nick: I counted every time her tongue--
All: Shut up!
Nick: Okay... ::more sulks and pouts::
Lance: Awww, Nicky, let me hold you!
Nick: Eew, no way, Lancette.
Lance: ::fanning himself with his hand:: Well, the nerve... ::sits back
down in his seat and keeps to himself::
*All is silent for a few moments, with the exception of a few squeeks and giggles from Britney. Until Scott spoke...*
Scott: Oy, I'm so nervous I think I soiled me knickers!
Justin: Yo, dat's gross, man.
Britney: Like, yeah, you should keep those things to yourself, or something,
because it's like, offensive and it hurts my feelings, and, like, yeah.
Kevin: What the hell did she just say?
Britney: Umm, I think I said like, something about...
Chris: Someone please shut her up!
Justin: ::walks over to Britney and starts kissing her. If they opened their
mouths any more they'd swallow each other's heads::
Brian: That works...
*A little later*
J: Oh my goodness, they're still snogging!
Lance: ::looking longingly at J:: We should follow their example.
J: That's sick! I'm calling our manager and telling him to never put us on
the same bill as 'girlie man' again! ::walks out of the room in a rush::
Richie: Uhhh, London we have a problem.
All: ::clueless:: Huh?
Richie: Well J is part of 5ive... He just left... We can't go out as 5ive
without our fifth member!
Abs: Good point. We need another performer or we can't go on!
*Ironically,the door opens and who should walk in? None other than Aaron Carter*
Aaron: Did someone say they needed a performer!?
Nick: What are you doing here?
Aaron: I'm your opening act, remember?
JC: ::under his breath:: Isn't he always?
Aaron: ::shoots JC a death stare::
Sean: Can you sing?
Scott: Can you rap?
Aaron: Sure!
*He breaks into his rendition of When The Lights Go Out*
Abs: ::looking at the other 5ivers:: A little squeaky, but I guess he'll
have to do. Welcome to 5ive!
Aaron: Yippee!! Wait til mom hears!
Nick: You little brat, stealing my spotlight!
Lance: Don't talk to your brother that way!
Nick: You're not my mother!
Lance: Oh yeah?
*Lance then grabs his face, and pulls it off revealing ::gasp:: JANE CARTER!*
Nick & Aaron: MOM!
All BsB: Mrs. Carter!
'N Sync(minus Joey): Uhhh, ok.
Joey: Who's that fine lady?!
The remaining 5ivers: ::inching towards the door:: Whoa. This is too
weird, we're outta here!
*With that, 5ive, or shall we say 4our, walk out in a hurry*
Britney: WAIT FOR ME!!!!
*Britney runs after them*
JC: Uhh... that's not good.
*Britney runs back in*
Britney: Oh my God! It's like, raining or something!
Joey: But it can't rain! I was actually gonna SING tonight!
Britney: It can't rain! It'll like, smear my makeup!
Joey: I don't think ANYTHING can smear your makeup.
JC: Can't they put a tarp over the stage, to keep us dry and act as an
umbrella or something?!
Nick: Umbrellas only work when rain falls from above.
All: What?!
Britney: He's like, right.
Brian: Alright, I'm surrounded by idiots. I can't take this anymore.
*Brian gets up and leaves*
Kevin: ::looks at Howie, AJ and Nick:: Can I take his leads?
Howie and AJ: NO!
Kevin: ::angrily:: Well fine then. I can see when I'm not appreciated.
*Kevin, too, leaves*
Chris: HaHa, you're group's falling apart!
AJ: I wouldn't be talking, dread boy. ::points towards the door::
*Chris looks over to see Britney literally hanging off of Justin*
Justin: Yo homes, I iz goin' back to da hotel... Do not disturb, if ya knows what I mean!
*Justin and Britney leave*
JC: Oh my! What will we do now! Without Justin, I'm a solo artist!
Joey: You know... you're right... and that sucks... I don't even get to
sing!::with increasing anger:: Screw this!
*Joey now leaves*
Nick: Well... Kristi wants me... ::laughs:: I didn't mean it the way it came out, but she does, and that's kinda funny... ::composes himself:: Okay maybe not.
*Nick leaves also, leaving 100,000 screaming fans to be entertained by AJ, Howie, Chris and Aaron and Mrs. Carter*