1st Floor Rec Room, Monday Evening

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'Somehow' (Kathy was blaming Dante), dinner at El Burrito Loco had involved not one but several alcoholic flights for them to share: it had started with a cerveza flight with appetizers, turned into a sangria flight before their entrees had come out, and finished up with a tequila flight right before they'd finished eating. It was the tequila flight that had done it; they had been just fine after the sangria, but the shots of tequila, even when divided between the three of them, had sent them right over the edge from 'pleasantly buzzed' to 'gigglng and tipsy.'

The trip home hadn't sobered them up much, which was why they'd somehow ended up in the first floor Rec Room instead of heading up the stairs to the third floor. It was also why the discovery of a fully-functioning karaoke machine was pounced on with delight. Normally, Kathy would have been all over the DDR machine in the corner, but karaoke was a much, much better idea--for one thing, there was far less movement involved.

"We are doing this," she informed the guys, plugging the machine in and pulling out the track listings. There were an insane number of tracks from all over the world. Kathy was shocked to find songs listed by prominent K- and J-Pop artists, as well as the standard fare of Broadway, 50s ballads, and 70's rock. "We are absolutely doing this. In fact, Dante, I challenge you to an 80s power ballad-off right now."

The first floor of the Dorms was in for a very long, very musical night.

[Dante and Anders modded with permission, post very definitely open for anyone who wants to come in and sing! Beat the Mondays with secondhand karaoke!]

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"It's not terrible," Dante shot back.

It was totally terrible. It was the worst.

And he let out a whoop of victory when he found it in the books. Aw, yeah.

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"It is entirely terrible," she told him, though she was all too happy to egg him on to sing it. "It's schmaltz. And I'm not singing it with you, this is all on you, Pooky."

Kathy had standards.

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"Whatever," Dante said, snagging the microphone. He raised his eyebrows at her. "I don't need you anyway."

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"Your ladies don't like me anyway," Kathy said. "They'll appreciate this more coming from you."

Kathy was never going to be able to seductively drag his guns down her body. Never.

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's okay. There were perfectly nice demon collaborator strippers out there willing to do it later.

"Maybe if you treated them with some respect," Dante sighed, and then the music started playing.

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Kathy might even end up feeling bad about that, at least until she realized he would have gone home with them even if Kathy had managed to do it.

"Or maybe Jack and Diane are just jealous?" Kathy suggested. "That's a possibility!"

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"You need to start calling 'em--" Dante cleared his throat. "...Ebony and ivory live together in perfect... harmony..."

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Kathy wished she had popcorn for this. She was tempted to pull out her phone and record it, turning this performance into his ringtone for the rest of their natural lives.

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It was the worst, most schmaltzy song ever, but damn it, Dante was selling it. Selling it.

"We all know that people are the same where ever we go
There is good and bad in ev'ryone,
We learn to live, we learn to give
Each other what we need to survive together alive...."

At least he didn't actually have his guns around to serenade to, because he totally would. He loved you best, ladies.

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Kathy glared at her feet which were tapping in time to the music of their own volition. They had no right to do that. This song was awful, Dante, stop trying to make it better than it had any right to be.

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It wasn't like he had a great singing voice, or anything; he was just set on getting Kathy to go along with it.

Like by swaying along to the music a little all by himself. "Ebony and ivory live together in perfect harmony, side by side on my piano keyboard, oh lord, why don't we?"

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"Because this is a terrible song!" Kathy heckled. Stupid Dante and his stupid enthusiasm for such a stupid song. It was infectious.

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Dante fixed his eyes on her, and... didn't quite pout, but looked like he was close.

"We all know that people are the same where-ever you go," he sang, "There is good and bad in ev'ryone--"

So HA, KATHY, THIS SONG WAS PART GOOD.

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THE SONG WAS NOT A PEOPLE, DANTE!

Though she was trying not to giggle at how close to pouting Dante looked. That expression was utterly priceless.

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Whatever semblance of on-key he'd managed before was heading out the window real quick. "--We learn to live, we learn to give each other what we need to survive toGETHER alive--"

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Yeah, Kathy couldn't hold out anymore. She was digging into her bag and pulling out her phone. She needed video of this magical moment to be with her always.

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She'd have to hurry up, too, since Dante was almost done.

"Ebony," he sang enthusiastically, "And. Ivory-- live together in perfect harmony, side by side on my piano keyboard, oh lord, why don't WE?"

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You know, just getting that much was worth it. That was going to be his ringtone and Kathy would cherish it forever.

Her finished and she cheered and clapped--though if he asked, she'd maintain that she was just happy the song was over.

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Dante gave a little mock-bow in response. "You're welcome," he called.

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"All right, pass over that mic," Kathy called. "It's time to thrill you with a song of my people. You know, one that isn't terrible. Just to change up the pace a little."

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"Oh please, you can't beat this," Dante said, shaking his head.

Though he passed her the microphone anyway.

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"Except you're forgetting one important detail, Dante," Kathy said, plucking the microphone out of his hand and walking over to the machine with more shimmy than was strictly necessary. "I've got the voice and the moves."

She plugged in her song, then dragged a chair over to the middle of the room. The last time she'd done this, she'd been bitten by a gremlin and was subsequently mortified. This time, she might be a little bit (or a lotta bit) tipsy, but she still knew exactly what she was doing.

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"Holy shit," Dante muttered, wandering over to go sit down.

Maybe look over to make sure Anders was seeing the same shit he was.

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Tall boots and a short skirt were always an excellent combination, whether you were just planning on going out for dinner or needed to fucking kill it at karaoke in retaliation for Ebony and Ivory.

Was there a rap in the middle of that song? Yes, yes there was. Looks like all that practice singing along with Nicki paid off as she strutted around around and didn't miss a beat, finally coming to stand right between Dante's legs and groove while she sang.

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Ohhh, man. For a second Dante thought of Kathy's sister, who still thought she was all-nerd all-the-time. This'd probably make her head explode.

"Somebody's auditioning for a music video," he said, looking up.

And down.

Look, he was sluggish and drunk, not blind.