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Fourth Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

It had started out fairly simple that day. Wake up, go to class, get in some sparring, then head to the laundry room to do his laundry for the week. Yeah, Seifer had a bit of a routine, and having a gremlin pop out of the dryer and bite him on the ankle was not part of that routine.

Seifer only had a moment to feel true horror before his expression shifted, becoming bland and disinterested. He straightened up and looked down at himself, and that bland look wrinkled in a moue of distress for only an instant before smoothing back out.

"Oh, this just won't do," he said as he sauntered from the room.

Several long, loooong minutes later, Seifer... sorry, Lady Gaga appeared in the common room on the fourth floor, perched delicately on the edge of the couch, dressed for an evening in, while catching up on episodes of some model show she had missed.

Come, her adoring monsters. Show your queen love.

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K-Mart was tired of sitting in her room and being able to do nothing, so she wandered up a couple floors, only to see...

"What the hell are you wearing?"

More to the point, did she really want to know?

Lady Gaga turned and smiled at the pretty girl who entered the room. "It is a statement that if we don't fight for our rights as human beings, we'll be nothing more than worthless pieces of meat."

Yeah. That still doesn't make sense.

"Uh-huh." K-Mart edged over to a chair and took a seat. "So that explains the outfit, huh?"

Look, she was kind of bizarrely fascinated by it. Who could blame her?

"Of course it explains my outfit. What better way to make a statement about keeping oneself for oneself, than by using my own body."

Yes, Seifer was going to pray for the Nothing to take him when this got out. Lady Gaga, on the other hand, was still looking very disinterested, and probably gearing up for a costume change.

"Well... I suppose that makes sense..."

But only barely, in the loosest sense of the word.

"It's an interesting outfit," K-Mart offered, feeling the need to say something positive about it. It was either that or start laughing hysterically.

"Thank you." Ah, there was a barest hint of smile as she patted the dress. "It was all locally grown and bought from a family butcher. It'll be made into jerky and donated to a local animal shelter."

Or, tossed on a grill and burnt to ashes.

"That's good," K-Mart said. "Why use it just once and then throw it away? This way it gets some good use."

K, why are you encouraging the insanity? Why?

Because it's fun?

"Exactly. I hate to throw away anything that could be reused to help out those less fortunate."

"And helping others is a good thing."

She couldn't argue with the crazy on that point, at least.

Kenzi was searching for food again, and had to stop in the door when confronted with this... vision. "Wow."

Lady Gaga had plenty of meat on her bones, but she wasn't sharing any of it, Kenzi.

"Marvelous, isn't it."

Bow to the Queen, Kenzi.

"I'm marveling," Kenzi said, whipping out her iPhone. "Strike a pose?"

Lady Gaga gracefully stood and posed (http://s-ak.buzzfed.com/static/enhanced/terminal01/2010/9/14/16/enhanced-buzz-15479-1284497796-15.jpg) for the photo op.

"Anything for my monsters," she gushed.

Aahahahah, oh, you should not have said that, Seifer. Now Kenzi had to think of something terribly evil like... "I don't suppose you'd be up for a solo? I'm just so honored, ma'am."

"Oh, not like this, darling. I'll have to change to perform." Because that was how artists did that, don't ya know. "I'll be right back."

She quickly left the room, and came back in a few minutes later.

And started to sing Bad Romance (http://yeeeah.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/11/lady-gaga-bad-romance-official-video-3.jpg).

Kenzi wanted to explode. With glee. She kept the phone recording function running, then started to dance along.

What? He was good!

After finishing the song, Lady Gaga looked around and then sighed. Catering here was just far below par.

"I don't suppose you know where I can get some water." Being a singer was such parching work.

"Of course I do!" Kenzi beamed, still deeply amused. This was as good as Topher and Tony rescuing her from crocodiles. "Evian? Aquafina?"

Almost? That wasn't nearly good enough!

"Perrier, dear. It's in the green bottle."

No clear plastic for her. Except on her costumes.

"Certainly Miss... Lady. Gaga." Kenzi zipped over to the fridge, checked, found no Perrier, but grabbed a glass and filled it from the fridge. Then zipped back. "I poured it into a glass for you!" Be grateful! Yes! "It's such an honor to have you here, really!"

Lady Gaga took the glass, but she knew that wasn't Perrier. There were no fizzy bubbles. She was kind of sad at the lack of fizzy bubbles.

She designed a costume around them once.

"It's an honor to be here, my little monster."

Yeah, six foot plus blond guy in tiny white, sparkly lingerie is honored to be there.

Man, he was so going to shoot some gremlins later.

Kenzi might be buying them some drinks.

"I know you have people asking you for things every day, your fabulousness," Kenzi said, clasping her hands in front of her. "But... Could we have a photo? Together? To show my mom?"

"Of course, darling."

She was ~~a photo whore~~ famous, of course she would give photographs.

Kenzi held up the iPhone so it would capture both of them, hooked her arm around Seifer's waist and sang out, "Glitter!"

When Seifer heard about this, he would be planning revenge.

Lady Gaga just smiled and posed. "Glitter!"

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