Karaoke Time!

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*There is a karaoke machine in the bar. It is very large and very pink.

Therefore, Xander assumes that it must be evil.*

Wow ... didn't know they had an open mike night ...

*He approaches the karaoke machine slowly. It lights up and looks inviting-- as inviting as a possibly-evil-because-of-its-pinkness karaoke machine can be.*

Whoa!

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[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*"YOU HAVE SELECTED 'BABY, IT'S COLD OUTSIDE.' *SNERK* HAVE A NICE DAY."

The lights dim to what could be accurately described as "romatic." From somewhere, paper snowflakes start to fall. The music begins.*

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

Another giggle, and she half closes her eyes, singing her lines.

I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside
I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside
This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry
My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry
well Maybe just a half a drink more - Put some music on while I pour

The neighbors might think - Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink - No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no, sir - Mind if I move a little closer
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense in hurting my pride
I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
Ahh, but it's cold outside

C'mon baby

I simply must go - Baby, it's cold outside
The answer is no - Ooh baby, it's cold outside
This welcome has been - I'm lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm -- Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious - Man, your lips look so delicious
My brother will be there at the door - Waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious - Gosh your lips look delicious
Well maybe just a half a drink more - Never such a blizzard before

I've got to go home - Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your comb - It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand - Your eyes are like starlight now
But don't you see - How can you do this thing to me
There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Making my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay - Get over that old out
Ahh, but it's cold outside

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander sings his own, starting to oddly dig the mood lighting. The song ends, the snow stops, and the lights return to normal.*

... You know, I think this machine was placed here by God-- or possibly Satan-- to end my prejudice against karaoke.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

She laughs at that. "Either which one, that was vastly amusing, sweetie. I think I owe you a drink for this."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander grins. He thinks he's finally in the mood for alcohol.* Hit me.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

She laughs, and heads over to the bar, ordering a couple glass of... well, don't ask.

Its amber orange, vaguely fruity flavored, and distilled. Tigersquash moonshine.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander takes a sip.* Mmm, fruity.

Can I get you anything?

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

She has her own glass, and holds it up with a grin. "Something from home. I won't recommend two in a row, however."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Duly noted.

*This stuff is really pretty good.*

So, where are you from? And, uh, when, I guess.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"The one and only Terror Mountain in Neopia. Nice place to visit, I wouldn't recommend living there. ... No, really."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Neopia? Sounds like a nifty travel destination. Although, you know, Terror Mountain ... if you're looking to attract tourists, you might consider renaming it.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"I get enough blasted tourists and questors with the name as it is, thanks." A faint roll of her eyes.

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander shrugs, sipping on his drink.* Well, you know, there's something about the name "Terror" that kind of implies something important-- if deadly. I bet you get lots of supervillains, too. You in the questing business?

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"... You're actually the second person to ask me about supervillians." Taelia eyes Xander carefully.

"Do I look like much of a villian to you? Really."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

No, no, of course you're not a supervillain! I just bet that with an address like "Terror Mountain," you get a lot of evil stopping by. Evil door-to-door salesmen, evil telemarketers ...

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"People asking me for insane things... Thankfully, the snowager likes me. I just send all the nuisances over to his cave, and he sends me a thankyou card for deliving dinner."

She beams, and sips her tigersquash moonshine. We did say she wasn't evil, right?

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander swallows an amount of drink rather larger than he intended.*

Well, more effective than getting put on the "Do Not Call" list, right?

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"oh, hell yes." She nods. "A right rather perminant solution, if I do say so myself."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

If I ever happen to be in the Terror Mountain neighborhood, though, you won't feed me to a monster, right?

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

She blinks, and beams, patting him on the shoulder. "Why? I like you."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander grins.* Good to know. I prefer not to be snow-monster food, anyway.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"Snowager." She nods. "A bit of a difference. He lives inside the mountain. Monsters are on the outside. Very big point there."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

And monsters can eat people, too? You must be pretty popular if questors want to get to you that badly.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"Its because my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard I made some of the best toys and weapons around." A nod and grin. "Things you can't get anywhere else."

OOC: *dies*

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

*Xander's running out of alcohol.*

Toys? Like a windup monkey with cymbals?