The pictures were inspired by u/UnderhillHobbit and Nova in her silver outfit.
Unfortunately I wasn't able to replicate the costumes from the series, so now the results are an in-between of "UFO" and "Barbarella". 🤭

I took one of the Barbarella evil Queens and zoomed out thinking I could see more of her costume (Don't worry moderators, it appears she's wearing a flesh-colored body stocking) and on the second zoom, I got something really weird in which her legs are less than shapely, and the feet of her honor guard got turned into vacuum cleaners. I'm gonna work on this, I saw a tip from a more experienced user in how to incorporate a separate background.
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Happy Holidays!
Twas the Night Before Christmas, and all ‘cross the net
Our writers were working on a post for Reddit
It’s holiday time in the D. C. F. U.
From Gotham to Central and Metropolis too
The heroes are sharing their holiday plans
In hopes of amusing our readers and fans
So for all of the ways that you celebrate
From us here to you, we hope that it’s great

Black Canary

(by u/FireWitch95)
Merry Christmas, my little songbird.
The text from her dad had Dinah blinking glaringly into the soft winter light of Markovia. She couldn't even begin to calculate what time it was back home, but she could clearly imagine her dad sitting by the tree in her family home, phone in one hand and whisky in another.
Look under the tree. She texted back, barely looking at her phone.
Dinah waited patiently as she imagined her dad being rather confused before looking under the tree to find a neatly wrapped present, his name etched on her best handwriting on the label.
She thanked her lucky stars for her neighbour who had covertly stuck the present under the tree when her dad had gone out shopping.
As her phone dinged in response, a soft knock, followed by the pattering of footsteps away from her door roused Dinah from her bed.
Outside her hotel room was a small, terribly wrapped package. Even without his signature adorning it, it had her dad's name all over it. She rolled her eyes, lugging the box inside and closing her door softly.
Tucked safely within was a small ornate angel, its wings glittering white with streaks of gold and a serene smile on its face. It was achingly familiar, the same angel had sat atop their family tree since Dinah was a baby.
Tucking the angel carefully back into its wrapping, she picked up her phone. A photo message from her dad with the gift she had left for him lit up her small room. It was an ornate picture frame with a photo of her, him, and her mom from many Christmases ago. Larry looked like he had been crying, but was smiling broadly in his picture of it.
He wouldn't be alone this Christmas, or ever again, with her mom looking over him.
Merry Christmas dad.

Cyborg

(by u/Commander_Z)
Vic sat down at the desk in his bedroom and opened the drawer. He flipped open the spiral notebook, grabbed a pen, and started to write.
“Hi Mom, hi Dad. Sorry for missing last year, but I promise it was for good reasons. Last year I was so busy with finals, then Nic had so many things planned that I don’t think I ever got to sit down and think, let alone write to you both. This year’s been… well, completely insane too, to be honest. But it’s nice to see everyone and you get so caught up in the spirit of the season that it’s not a problem. As Dad would probably say, it’s a feature, not a bug.
But let’s see, the first big event this year started when I started working with S.T.A.R. Lab’s college group under Dr. Tomek Morah. He’s mentioned you both once or twice but I don’t think you ever worked together. Working there got me back into contact with Donna Morris since she’s there too, and she helped me with a situation on campus. A guy wanted the University to be more equitable but went about getting that using fake terror attacks. It wasn’t strictly dangerous but… I don’t know. It was complicated. I made a call to stop it and I’m still not sure whether it was the right one. Certainly wasn’t a popular one…
Things stayed quiet until the spring when I ran into a monster of your making, kind of. Guess you made some sort of fail-safe or a backup of me in case the procedure didn’t work. Not sure how I feel about that. But with the help of Nic, Mikron O’Jeanus, and Jinx, we managed to take it down. Mikron wasn’t super cooperative, but I guess I can count Jinx as something of an ally now. Weird.
Speaking of new allies, I sort of made up with Dick Grayson over the summer. It had been due for a while but neither of us really wanted to budge. But finally, circumstances shoved us together and made it happen. I’m still not friends with him, but I don’t hate him anymore. It’s a huge step in the right direction. And since he restarted the Titans, I’ve been talking with a lot of them, both old and new. It’s nice to see them make something positive out of it where we failed.
Finally, Gar visited me at school. We went to a football game and helped some robots come to terms with who they were and maybe saved the world. They were made by Dr. Morah to stop some future crisis, but one of them decided that they’d be better off just completely changing the future instead of preparing for it. With the help of the other robots, we managed to defeat him and gained two powerful allies: Red Tornado and Red Torpedo.
Crazy year, I know. Still going to school for Mechanical Engineering, not really sure what I want to do with it yet. Nic’s starting to look at schools too; thinks she wants to be a doctor. Never really thought of her like that, but I can see it. We’ve got a lot of holiday parties in the city to go to and then near the end of the year, I’m off to Markovia with Gar to visit his girlfriend.
I still miss you both, but… I’m happy now. I hope you are too.”

Grayson

(by u/FrostFireFive)
The cemetery always was peaceful on Christmas Eve. Snow fell in Gotham, dotting the city in a peaceful sea of white. The bright lights of Gotham could be seen across, glowing red and green as people partied and celebrated another Christmas. For Dick Grayson, it meant making his way here. The small plot of land that had been designated to house those who left long ago.
His boots made the snow crumple and crunch as he walked towards the small gravestones in a sea of massive stone monuments around him. The Graysons weren’t rich, but Haly’s Circus had managed to buy a nice plot and simple stones that marked the last landing place of the Flying Graysons.
He brushed the snow off the stones before placing a small Christmas tree in between the two stones and taking a deep breath. Nothing beat a Gotham chill, the air brisk and sharp as the hero remained silent a moment before speaking to them.
“Hey mom, dad, sorry I haven’t been out in a bit. I kinda got distracted by life. Yeah I know, just kinda thought I could do it all. Pretty much cracked and I know I shouldn’t have put the whole world on my shoulders, but well…you know me.”
Dick looked around for a minute as he listened to the wind, the quiet a rare but welcomed feeling.
“Things are good right now, I found a good friend, and my psychologist said that I’ve made great progress, but well she can’t be it anymore due to the fact we’re friends and she’s trying to be a superhero. The suit fits by the way mom, like a second skin. It’s weird. I’m just trying to figure out my next steps, or at least figure out where I go from here. Hudson has classes for teaching coming up…”
He paused for a moment before finally speaking up again.
“I miss you guys, more and more every day. I remember on Christmas how no matter where we were on tour we’d manage to get some Big Belly, watch one of dad’s old movies, and just…laugh. I haven’t had that in a long time…because I felt I couldn’t in order to protect others. I know now…I was wrong. And that in the new year, and even this Christmas I’ll make sure to spread joy. I have a dog now, I’d think you’d like her. But I just wanted both of you to know…I’m going to be OK. I know who I am now”
As Dick finished speaking he could hear sniffling as he turned around and saw a familiar person in a red puffer coat and blue beanie.
“Sorry Dick, just…wanted to check in with you for the holidays. I know you don’t like them and figured you’d be at the orphanage and not…” Kara Zor-El explained. “I just listened for you and well didn’t expect for you to be well…”
“It’s fine, just wanted to make sure they know I’m doing OK. I don’t talk about them, not because I don’t love them, but because I still miss them. But I’m trying, and that means reminding myself people aren’t really gone as long as you remember them.”
“I don’t have a place where I can…mourn my parents,” Kara said quietly. “It’s nice to know I’m not alone in missing what I’ve…we’ve lost.”
“Yeah,” Dick said before speaking up again. “I know I haven’t always been there these last few years Kara. But I want you to know your friendship has always gotten me through the hard times. And I’m going to try and be three more.”
“You don’t have to Dick, I know,” Kara said with a smile as the snow fell around them. “Kory and I are going to try this Gotham bar, O’Neil’s? And wanted to know if you wanted to come. Beats the cold.”
“Anything does,” Dick said with a smile. “I’ll even buy the first round.” The two walked out from the snowy cemetery, as Dick Grayson finally exited the cold, for the last time.

Harley & Ivy

(by u/ericthepilot2000)
Mary Arkham Center for Rehabilitation
Subterranean Secure Wing - aka “The Zoo”
“...if not for Christmas, by New Years' night….”
[This story takes place after Harley & Ivy #4.]
Locked inside her pristine-white enclosure, Pamela Isley meditated. She sat in the Lotus Position under the heat lamp they’d been forced to give her and tried to commune with The Green. But she was no more successful today than any other day.
Like most Arkham cells in the secure wing, it was explicitly designed to neutralize her particular power set; the inhibitor collar she wore would do the rest. There was no connection with nature, no contact of any kind.
This is why she ignored the gentle *thunk, thunk, thunk* noise against the Lexan glass of her enclosure; and ignored it a second time when it repeated. But by the third time, she opened her eyes and immediately regretted doing so.
Outside the enclosure, her body pressed against the glass like she could pass through it with enough determination was the one person Ivy had wanted to see more than anything.
“Harley?”
“Heya, Red.” the girl replied, “don’t got much time.”
At first, Ivy remained motionless, knowing she was either dreaming or fantasizing. But then she thought better of it and. moved as much as her body would allow. The lack of sunlight and the general lack of motion left her legs feeling brittle.
This might be a dream, but it was the closest she would get. They’d made that quite clear.
“I’m dreaming, aren’t I?” Ivy asked.
“If ya are, you need a bit more imagination. Me, I’d be imaginin’ us in Bali. But if Arkham does it for ya…,” she said, the joke losing momentum as the words escaped her lips. “I miss ya, Red. Every day. We’re workin’ on getting you out.”
“How are you here?”
“Not just me,” Harley said proudly, stepping back and reaching into her jacket pocket to pull out Captain Carrot. The white rabbit pressed a paw against the glass in solidarity.
“How are you both here?” Ivy asked, repeating the question.
“Well,” she said, loathe adding to Ivy’s discomfort by invoking one name they’d both considered best left in the past. “The Joker was… particularly insistent I learn all the ways in and out of Arkham. The ones they use when they break outta here. Turns out, they ain’t found them all yet. Just a mattah of doin’ it in reverse. Paid a guy upstairs to look away from the camera for a few minutes and… ta da.”
Ivy chuckled.
“So anyways, me an’ the Cap’n got ya something for the holidays,” Harley said, fishing into her other pocket and pulling out a small box wrapped in garish paper. “I’ll.. uh, open it for ya,” she said, realizing Ivy wasn’t in the position to receive anything.
To Ivy’s surprise, Harley held a small lead box with the mysterious runes in her hands. Ivy had salvaged the container from the wreckage of Kara Zor-El’s ship years ago, and it contained her most precious possession beyond Harley’s heart - the alien seeds that made up most of her experiments.
“How did you…?”
“CC dug through the wreckage. Turns out they don’t guard a ‘crime scene’ 24/7, so it’s just a mattah of findin’ the right moment,” Harley explained, complete with air quotes. “Place is totaled, just about everything is gone.”
“And the greenhouse?”
“Just this and your Barbarella. The outta space one. That’s back at the orphanage.” Harley then appeared to have something of an epiphany. “ It’s okay to leave it there, right? It’s not gonna eat any of the children?”
“Dar-Ella,” Ivy corrected, the unfamiliar word sounding strange on her tongue.
“But the kids…?”
“Should be fine. I haven’t exactly tested it with children, but it will be a fascinating experiment. Maybe you could expose one or two of them to….”
“Red!,” Harley protested.
“I’m just teasing. But if any do happen to be near it….”
“‘Least they ain’t killed your sense a’ humor.”
“I started making you something. It’s not finished… we don’t get a lot of time for sewing in case folks get stabby,” Ivy explained as she moved back to her cot and produced a needlepoint. Little flowers and diamonds were interwoven around the circumference, with a small heart at the center. “It’s going to say ‘Harley and Ivy,” you know, like the song, but also, like us.”
She looked up at Harley sheepishly, who was openly weeping.
“Aw, Ives, that’s adorable. I love it. We’ll hang it up in the new place when we find one.”
“You got two minutes before shift change,” called out a voice from a little speaker.
“Guess that’s our cue. I’m gonna get you outta here, I promise.”
“I know,” Ivy said with a smile. “Now go. Won’t do either of us any good if they stick you in one of these cells too. Breaking into Arkham, what were you thinking?”
“Only of you, Red, only of you.”

New Titans

(by u/FrostFireFive)
“No holiday plans?” Wally West asked as he took a sip of his coffee. He and Roy Harper were at their usual cafe, Devin’s Coffee. The two had scheduled monthly meetings, mostly for Roy and Wally to have time away from being superheroes. Wally enjoyed having someone who wasn’t worried about his identity, and Roy was grateful to have a conversation with someone his age and not a baby.
“Holidays kinda suck for me,” Roy Harper explained as he took a sip of his black coffee. “See when I was a kid the best gift for me was the old man forgetting that I existed. See these?” Roy held up his arm, scars visible from his father. “I’m not him so I mostly try and make it good for Lian.”
“Oh,” Wally muttered. He had his share of lumps from his childhood, but it never occurred to him his friend might have as well. “How’s she holding up after…everything with…”
“Brick and her mom? Well she’s young, so hopefully, she forgets, but she’s been fine. Sleeps like a rock. Wants to know what Santa is getting her this year. Which means I have to go brave six stores to go find her a Beebo this year. I can’t seem to find them anywhere.”
“Beebo?” Wally asked.
“Blue fuzzy doll? You know that Christmas special GBS plays? That’s Beebo. Lian loves it, and considering it’s just going to be us this year. Well…I figured it’s the least I could do for the kid,” Roy explained. “What’s your plans?”
“Well…normally I’d spend time with Iris and Barry, but with Bart and everything these last few weeks I might just pop in before leaving. Don’t want to be a burden,” Wally explained.
“Well that’s good man, I’ll just make sure that we hold the fort down in casa de Harper,” Roy said as he put down the cash to pay for both of their coffees. “Merry Christmas Wally. I’ll see around the tower.” Roy left into the Star City snow, hoping to get to one last store before calling it a night and making sure his daughter would have something.”
“Yeah,” Wally said as he saw his friend’s shoulders slump as he walked out the door, alone.
…
Knock. Knock. Knock.
“Dor!” Lian Harper said dressed in a red and white Christmas outfit. She was busy playing with the stuffed aardvark she had been given. It was no Beebo, but it had its own charms. The apartment was decorated well, a small but decent tree decorated with homemade ornaments and ones bought from the second-hand shop. Roy Harper exited his kitchen in a red sweater as he prepared to serve Lian and himself some leftover pizza.
“Dor? Door!” Roy said as he rushed to the door, grabbing his compound bow from the umbrella stand he kept it in, he wasn’t risking any chances. As he looked in the peephole to see a familiar redhead and another friend outside his door. “Wally? Donna? What the hell are you doing here?”
“We’re here to celebrate the holidays, no one should be alone, besides let us in before Rex comes up with the food. He’s very specific about when his turkey and potatoes need to be served.
“Wait, Rex too? How many people did you bring?” Roy asked.
“Well…everyone,” Donna said. “Conner and Courtney helping carry the side dishes and I have dessert. It’s a pie, key lime.”
Roy smiled as he opened the door for his friends. Surprised as they made their way into his cramped apartment. Donna placed her pie on the table and began organizing and finding more chairs for her team, her family.
“You didn’t have to,” Roy began to say before Wally spoke up.
“We didn’t, but we wanted to. As strange as it sounds, the Titans are a family and believe me when I say I can’t believe it either. For years I thought it brought me pain, but now I think it makes me stronger.”
“Well said,” Roy said. Before he could continue Rex’s voice interrupted.
“Hey bird coming in, Harper you better have an oven that can keep this thing warm!”
“It’s over there, just make sure you don’t burn my place down, the super already is pissed about HIVE-related attacks,” Roy said as the Titans slowly made their way in. The archer couldn’t help but smile, for the first time in his life, Christmas didn’t feel so lonely.

Power Girl

(by u/Lexilogical)
“Are you sure you don’t want to come?” Kara asked Tali for the 62nd time that night. She was done up in her full Power Girl costume, Linda dressed as Supergirl beside her, and Kory wearing an ugly holiday sweater with green stars on a dark blue, almost purple background. Tali, meanwhile, stood in the doorway in a cozy sweater dress, holding the TV remote.
“I’m certain,” Tali replied, waving the trio out the door. “It’s amazing that you all are going to visit a children’s hospital for Christmas, but it’s not like I’m some near-celebrity figure who's going to bring joy and excitement. No one would recognize me, let alone care.”
“I doubt I’ll be recognized,” Kory said, “But I’m still going.”
“You’re an alien,” Tali said. “Even if they don’t recognize you, they’ll be excited.”
“You could make yourself recognizable,” Linda added, adjusting her boots. “Dress up like the Flash or Batman. You could even make yourself Santa!”
“Or,” Tali said, “I could be Tali, curled up on a couch, watching terrible Hallmark movies. Go on, it’s getting late, and it’s too cold to leave the door open.”
There was some grumbling, some eye-rolling about not feeling the cold, but eventually, the trio moved on, leaving Tali alone in the quiet house alone. “Finally,” she muttered, sitting down on the couch and tucking up her legs. A cheesy Christmas movie was just starting on the TV, and some boy from Metropolis with his fancy lawyer girlfriend, was being called home for the holidays in Smallville. She couldn’t help but think the boy looked a little bit like Clark.
There was a scratching sound at the front door, sort of like a branch dragging along the porch. Tali shivered, chilled despite her bits and bytes. The forecast had been calling for a blizzard all week, and the wind speeds were definitely up there tonight. She turned the volume up a little louder, tugging a blanket off the back of the couch.
The noise continued, only louder, and focused more around the keyhole. Had one of the girls forgotten their key on the way out? Perhaps the lock had frozen shut in the rainy sleet? Her movie went to commercial, and she listened to the noise intently. It couldn’t be the girls… They would have knocked. But this was Gotham. Perhaps a home invasion? They weren’t unheard of, especially at the holidays. Hesitantly, she stood up, grabbing a sturdy vase on her way to the door.
“You’re overreacting, Tali,” she muttered, peering out the peephole. She didn’t see anyone but the noise hadn’t stopped. With a deep breath, she swung open the door.
Outside, stood… No one. The streets were empty, and dark in spite of the early time. There was no branch. Instead, there was just an orange cat. Skinny, with dirty, matted fur and one missing eye.
“Oh… Uh… Hello?” she said, fully aware that she was talking to a cat. “You’re that stray that Linda keeps feeding, right? She’s not home today, but- Hey! Where are you going!”
For the cat had let himself in, squeezing past her legs and rubbing against her in a flurry of static that made her shin numb. “You’re not supposed to be inside,” Tali said, reaching down to scoop up the cat, but like a liquid, the cat dodged her grasp, slipping through her arms effortlessly.
“Hey! Hey!” Tali yelped, but the cat was already walking into the kitchen, pausing momentarily to check out the small decorated tree in the foyer. Tali was left holding the door open expectantly. She sighed, looking towards the street. It was awfully cold out… Her internal sensors were reporting -14 degrees Celsius, not accounting for the windchill. And…
“No!” she yelped, watching the cat jump onto the kitchen counter and begin lapping up cereal milk from a leftover bowl. She sighed, closing the door. Surely one night wouldn’t hurt.
She chased after the cat, who jumped off the counter just before she arrived, sauntering into the living room. She hurriedly dumped out the milk, clearing away any other dirty dishes that had been left out, and got some cat food from the cupboard. Hopefully, there weren’t more table scraps in the living room.
When she arrived, she noticed the cat was curled up on the blanket she’d just been under, cleaning himself. Any doubts on his gender were vanquished at the sight. Tali sighed. “That was my blanket, you little-” The commercials ended, and she found herself distracted by the movie again. “Fine,” she grumbled, sitting down beside the cat to watch the movie. But they had barely even introduced the female lead before the cat was up again, wandering the house and poking his head into every little corner. Tali kept one eye on him and one on the movie… That was until he pushed his way into the basement.
“Oh no, that’s my bedroom!” she said, chasing after the cat. But the cat had four legs, and she didn’t even really have two. By the time she had caught up, the cat was curled up on top of her computer server, eyes closed.
“No, not that’s not a cat bed,” she said, picking up the cat and putting him on the ground. The cat gave her a nasty glare, hopping back up onto the warm computer and laying down. She picked him up again. He hopped back up. “I’m a computer!” Tali growled with frustration. “I don’t get tired of doing the same thing over and over again.”
Unfortunately, the cat seemed just as stubborn. She reached out to grab him yet again, and he hissed, swatting at her hand and pushing himself into a tiny gap between computer cases. Tali jerked her hand back, glaring back at the cat. “You’re going to mess something up!”
Not that he cared. Tali searched the internet for a solution. Surely someone in the history of humanity had dealt with a cat in a dangerous place before. But most of the answers seemed to involve noises, which scared him further into the gap, and water, which was dangerous around electronics.
“Food then,” Tali said. “You didn’t go for the kibble… Maybe we have some tuna?”
She practically stomped her way into the kitchen. She was missing her movie for this little troll. She hadn’t even gotten the can opener when she saw the orange ears poke through the doorway.
“Aha!” she yelled. Too soon. The cat was back between the hardware before she could close the distance.
“Oh come on, you didn’t care about getting close to me before!” Tali said exasperatedly. Back upstairs for the tuna. Rinse and repeat.
It was late when Kara and the others finally came home to a darkened house. They whispered and shushed each other as they snuck inside, careful not to wake up the AI sleeping on the couch, and the orange cat curled on top of her.

Superman

(by u/MajorParadox)
Jon looked out the window at the sky above the Kent Farm.
“Daddy will be home soon,” said Lois on the couch next to him. “He’s just running a little late.”
“I could use some help in here,” called Ma from the kitchen door. “Santa will need his milk and cookies.”
Jon’s eyes lit up. “Santa likes cookies?” he asked.
“He sure does,” said Lois. “Chocolate chip.”
Jon lifted a finger to his face. “Daddy likes chocolate chip cookies too.”
“He loves them,” said Ma as Jon ran into the kitchen with her. “I always baked extra ones for him when we were putting cookies out for Santa.
Martha placed an empty plate on the kitchen table next to a pan of fresh cookies and tapped the chair closest
“Now what?” asked Jon, climbing up so he could reach. The smell of the cookies right under his nose was hard to ignore. He had to remember they were for Santa, though.
Ma sat in another chair and picked up a cookie from the pan and placed it on the plate. “We just need to stack them here,” she explained. “Easy peasy.”
“Want to help, Mommy?” Jon asked his mom who was watching from the doorway with a smile.
“I think you two have it covered,” Lois answered.
Jon and his grandmother moved the rest of the cookies very carefully. Before Jon could drop the next one, Martha stopped him.
“The rest are for you,” she smiled.
“I thought Daddy always ate the extra ones,” Jon asked.
“Oh,” said Lois. “He’ll be fine.”
Jon took a moment and then chomped down the cookie.
“Now the milk,” said Martha, moving toward the fridge.
Later that night, Jon was lying on the couch, trying to keep his eyes open. They had told him Santa wouldn’t come if he was awake, but he just had to catch a glimpse. If was sneaky, maybe he wouldn’t notice. Plus, something wasn’t quite right. And he was going to find out what.
The door opened and Clark walked inside. “Sorry I’m late,” he said. “Looks like he didn’t make it, I feel terrible. It took me longer in Indonesia than I thought. Luckily everyone’s okay now.”
“It’s fine,” said Lois. “We still have Christmas morning.”
“Ooh, cookies,” said Clark, grabbing a couple from the plate above the mantel. “Mmm, chocolate chip. My favorite.”
Jon peeked his one his eyes open, watching his dad eating the cookies. He knew it. His father wasn’t quite what he seemed. His father was Santa Claus. Maybe he should… yawn… maybe…
Clark lifted Jon up, carrying him to his bed. “Sorry, I missed you, buddy,” he said. “But don’t worry, Santa made it.”

Wonder Woman

(by u/Predaplant)
An avalanche is a funny thing. All that snow and ice balanced on top of the mountain just perfectly, seemingly steady… and then, all it takes is a little pressure. A stray snowflake, maybe, or an icy gust of wind. Something that you might feel press against your skin for but a moment, cause you to grit your teeth before it passes by.
And yet, it can cause a major cataclysm. Cause everything that had been building up for years to topple down.
Which was why Tora found herself in Gateway City, of all places, in the middle of winter. It was bizarre; if she had been back home, she would’ve been wrapped in layers upon layers, barely able to face the winter weather despite all her preparation.
There, ice was an enemy. Here, well… she sat by the ocean as a breeze blew in. Colder than the air surrounding it, for sure, but she barely noticed.
If anything, it was refreshing. It rejuvenated her.
Maybe here, ice could be a friend.
It was why she had come all this way, all these thousands of kilometres, across an ocean and a continent, to a place she had only ever been able to imagine before. Her family had scraped together enough money for a plane ticket because they knew. Tora could be their daughter, their ally, no longer. It was too dangerous.
It had been their fear her whole life, that her grandfather would find her. She didn’t know why, or what that would entail, until recently.
She had seen his face. She had fought him, barely getting her family out alive. She didn’t want to think about it any more than that.
It was fine. She was old enough to move out anyways. California seemed like the best choice. It was warm, basically never snowed. Far away from her home, from her grandfather. She’d be safe there, even if she was alone.
Plus, maybe she’d meet Wonder Woman. It was a little silly, but if she was being honest, that was why she had chosen America. The superheroes.
Not that she thought she could be one herself, but… they inspired her. She had wanted to be around them. Maybe they could even protect people if her grandfather managed to find her somehow. And so, here she was.
Christmas. In a faraway country, in a place where it didn’t even snow. She pulled a small box out of her bag; a present from her parents, before she had stepped on the airplane. To be opened on Christmas, they had told her.
She opened it now. It was a necklace of a single snowflake, pristine and perfect. Tying it around her neck, she let herself thaw. The warm tears fell onto the ground below.
She would reinvent herself here, and she’d be ready if her grandfather came. That was her promise, to herself and to her family, when she had left.
She only hoped she could fulfill it.

This is the specific outfit. I’m not a cosplay expert so something suitable for a crafty beginner would be great. Not sure what key words to search for on Amazon. Any help would be appreciated!

Porcelain (Voiceover): Previously on Porcelain’s Drag Race… Teo Rore… condragulations you are the winner of this week's challenge. Butter Nugget… Oliver Face… I’m sorry my dears but you are up for elimination. Butter Nugget, shantay you stay. That mean’s Oliver Face, sashay away.
[Cue dramatic music. The camera pans across the messy workroom. The contestants' belongings are scattered about. Dom’s bigfoot costume stares at the camera. Footsteps can be heard, and the contestants enter the workroom. They gather around the table next to them and look at the mirror.]
Dom Marlboro Riddle: What did she leave us… [Squints.]
Dee Pression: [Reading the mirror message.] “Y’all could never be as cunt as me! - xoxo Oliver Face.”
[Butter gets up and starts cleaning the mirror. Cuts to Butter’s talking head]
Butter Nugget: I’m so sad… [sobs] Not only did I have to lip sync but I also had to send home one of my sisters in the process…
[Cuts back to the contestants in the workroom, now sitting in the workroom’s lounge. Dom and Teo sit with Butter and comfort her. NV rolls her eyes at Butter.]
Zodya Killer: Congratulations Teo! You earned your win! Those looks were killer.
[The contestants clap for Teo.]
Teo Rore: Thank you so much, it was amazing to be able to go out there and show myself to the judges like that. I think we all did a great job. [Camera cuts to Butter and cuts back.] How’re you feeling Butter?
Butter Nugget: I feel a little shaken y’know? It’s hard to be up there by yourself and having to lip sync…
Dee Pression: You did really good Butter! You ate up that lip sync and everyone at home is going to be proud of you!
[By using her therapy skill, Dee has made Butter Nugget feel rejuvenated. Dee gains 5 EXP! Wait what?! This isn’t an RPG!]
NV Lullaby: [Confessional.] Do I agree with Butter staying over Oliver? No. Am I gonna ruin that old bitch’s day though? No.
Henny: [Voice modulator activates.] I can’t wait to get out of this and let my feathers out.
Blu Haze: Me too bitch.
[The contestants get up and head to their workroom stations and begin to de-drag. NV walks Butter over to her station, “Lemme help you grandma.” she says. Teo helps Dom take off their metal claws from their costume. Blu is organizing her Russian doll costume, and lines them up in a row across the back of her station. IIV and Henny are dancing while Homophone blares music. Twi X begins to take off their mask but once they notice the camera they punch it, sending us to our transition!]
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Porcelain: The winner of Porcelain’s Drag Race will receive a lifetime supply of Porcelain Cosmetics, a fierce crown and scepter from Fierce Flag Jewels, and a spread in Porcelain Magazine!
🎶 Porcelain’s Drag Race 🎶
🎶 Maybe the best artist - best artist - win! 🎶
[The contestants all enter the workroom cheerfully.]
Butter Nugget: [Confessional.] It’s a brand new day in the workroom and I am ready to prove myself to these bitches. It’s time for this nugget to shine!
[They gather around a workroom table, in the center of the table is a doll, holding an envelope for the contestants. Henny grabs it with her claws and opens it with her beak.]
Henny: [Voice modulator activates, this time with Porcelain’s voice.] Contestants, I hope this letter finds you all well. Last week, you all strutted your stuff down the runway, representing who you are. This week we’re forgetting all of that, and putting on the performance of a lifetime!
Twi X: Ooh. An acting challenge maybe?
IIV: I love acting! Watch! [Starts mimicking Porcelain.]
[Porcelain’s door opens and she walks out.]
Porcelain: Hello, hello, hello dolls! I see we’re all having fun. [Glares at IIV.]
IIV: [Confessional.] Fuck. [Laughs.]
[The contestants gather around. Chastity and Dead Girl also walk out behind Porcelain.]
Porcelain: Now contestants, now that we all know each other I think it’s time for a fun little game. For this week’s mini-challenge, each of you will be getting into quick drag, then you will go into small groups, and throw a tea party for each of us.
Dee Pression: Ooh, we love a tea party. Don’t we gals? [Looks at camera. The camera pans away.]
Porcelain: Now group number one, my group, will be Blu Haze, Butter Nugget, and Dee Pression. Group number two, Chastity’s group, will be Dom Marlboro Riddle, Henny, Homophone, and IIV. Last, but not least, is group number three, Dead Girl’s group which has NV Lullaby, Teo Rore, Twi X and Zodya Killer. Ready? Set. Go!
[The contestants run to their workstations and start getting ready. The judges decorate their tables. After fifteen minutes the contestants go to their appropriate tables. First is group number one. They meet at Porcelain’s table and are greeted by desserts shaped like dolls.]
Porcelain: You all look so lovely! Would you like some tea? [Porcelain stretches out her arm and pours tea into the contestants cups.] Now just between us ladies, how are you all feeling about the performances of your fellow contestants?
Dee Pression: Well, I think that I have some fierce competition with Teo Rore.
Blu Haze: [Nods head.] I think that Teo and Zodya are bringing, I’m surprised that Zodya wasn’t in the top.
Porcelain: Oh really? Do you think that is anyone that should’ve been in the bottom?
Butter Nugget: I would have to say Dom. I didn’t think their looks were up to snuff.
Porcelain: Interesting… [Sips tea.]
[Over at Chastity’s table there is an assortment of desserts shaped as demons and angels in cages. Tea is brewing.]
Chastity: How are you all feeling about last week?
Dom Marlboro Riddle: I’m so happy with how I did, but at the same time I was giving winner as fuck so I’m a little confused. [Dom_Marlboro_Riddle_Laugh.mp4]
IIV: Feeling like shit. [Crickets.]
Chastity: What about you Homophone?
Homophone: [Homophone starts playing sad music. They signal at the gramophone, revealing part of it is damaged. They can’t speak anymore.]
Chastity: Aw, you poor thing. I’m going to have Porcelain make a request for some spare parts. [Whistles and whispers.] Hopefully before the next challenge too.
[The camera cuts to Dead Girl’s table. This table is designed as though it’s a graveyard.]
Dead Girl: Hey besties, before we start I wanna congratulate Teo on his win.
[The group claps.]
Dead Girl: Now, I have a question for you all. What were your thoughts on the last episode?
NV Lullaby: Well I should’ve won and the old bitch should’ve gone home :eye_roll:
Dead Girl: Well according to the fans, they think that Zodya should’ve been in the top. How do you feel about that Zodya?
Zodya Killer: Wait - ohmygod - really? That’s so cool! I’ve always wanted to be popular.
Twi X: [Confessional] I’m honestly surprised that Zodya won the fan poll, I mean have you seen her looks? They’re nothing special.
[The contestants continue their tea party, chatting, and having fun. Porcelain, Chastity, and Dead Girl have them play silly games. Eventually, the three gather together and briefly chat. They call the contestants over and make their announcement.]
Porcelain: Alright contestants, the fun and games are over. It’s time to announce the winner of this week’s mini challenge. The most entertaining and charismatic host was… Henny! Congratulations, you are the winner of this week’s mini challenge, and as a result you will be given a special opportunity in this week’s main challenge. For this week’s main challenge you all will be debuting in our first ever musical - Girl Talk - a musical inspired by Cass Elliot and Lulu’s song of the same name. The musical will stray away from the light topics and instead delve into the lives of women living in the 60s who are tormented by a mysterious killer. Henny, as the winner of this week’s challenge you will be given the role of casting director.
[Chastity and Dead Girl give out the casting sheets.]
Porcelain: Good luck, and I’ll see you all on the main stage.
[The contestants all gather around the big workroom table again and Henny starts assigning roles. It goes smoothly until…]
Henny: Okay, let’s see… the role of Linda is going to go to… Butter Nugget. Zodya, I think you should be the mysterious killer!
Zodya Killer: I agree!
Twi X: I don’t.
Zodya Killer: Excuse you?
Twi X: I think I should get the role of the mysterious killer, I’m more qualified than the Zodiac Killer wannabe.
[The fight between Twi X and Zodya Killer rages on for a few minutes until Henny interjects.]
Henny: Okay, how about this. I give each of you a segment of the mysterious killer’s script and then we decide by vote.
Twi X: Fine.
Zodya Killer: Fine.
[Twi X goes first. They deliver a very intense monologue, their body language is on point for the seriousness of the role. Zodya goes next, they deliver a shorter segment of the script, but then deliver a brief but outstanding performance with the mysterious killer's solo number. The group votes.]
Henny: Okay the votes are in… 5-6… Zodya Killer wins the role!
[Zodya is delighted while Twi X looks like they want to commit homicide. An hour or two later the contestants head to the mainstage where they record their vocals. It goes smoothly for everyone except for Butter, Dom, and NV. Homophone is last in the line up, everyone except Henny has left the main stage. Homophone keeps trying to record their vocals but no matter how hard they try nothing is coming out.]
Henny: You okay Homophone? Did Porcelain ever get you that piece you needed?
[Homophone nods their head side to side.]
Henny: I see… hm… well you know I know a thing or two about vocal pieces, let me see what I can do.
[Henny flies up and lands on Homophone’s head. She opens his gramophone head up and starts conducting surgery on him.]
Henny: A few loose bits here and there, and a fried voice modulator. Let’s see if I have a spare… [Henny digs through their bag, finding a voice modulator labelled “1920’s New Yorker”.] Who would’ve thought this would come in handy.
[Henny finishes installing a new voice modulator in Homophone’s gramophone.]
Henny: You should be good now… c’mon give it a try.
Homophone: [Coughs. Spare metallic pieces fly out of their mouth (The gramophone’s hole).] Mhm. [Deep breath.] AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
Henny: It worked!
[Homophone records their lines and then they head back to the workroom with their new friend - Henny. As they enter they see Dee and IIV planning the choreography for the musical. The two of them work together and create choreography that is challenging but at the same time easy enough for everyone to understand.]
Dee Pression: So how are we all feeling about the choreo?
Teo Rore: I think that it’s great so far. No one seems to be lagging behind.
IIV: Mhm. This is gonna be the best musical that the audience has ever seen.
Blu Haze: [Confessional] Everyone around me is feeling super amped about the musical, but I am shaking like a chihuahua. I’ve been struggling a lot with the choreography, it’s been making me so nervous. It’s to the point where my vocals are shaky, and the last thing I wanna do is fuck this up on last television.
[Camera cuts back to the contestants, in particular Blu Haze, Dee Pression, and IIV.]
IIV: Now Dee… [Applies eyeliner.] You’ve been on a couple of these shows before… [Fixes eyeliner.] Do you ever feel a pressure to succeed?
Dee Pression: I do! Especially on challenges like this, where y’know my entire career is on the line. Back in Toronto I’m known as the like dancing diva.
IIV: I know exactly how you feel. Being a judge on House of Flags and a contestant on Free Mas Draga before I feel so much pressure to make my fans happy. What about you Blu?
Blu Haze: I know exactly how you guys feel. Back home, I’ve always been like, the star. I’m Brunali’s daughter for a reason. So to come here and not be praised immediately, and then to have to be in a musical, which I struggle a lot with, just makes me feel like shit. [Sob.]
Dee Pression: Listen sister, you’re gonna do an amazing job tonight.
IIV: Mhm. I know you are. If you’re Brunali’s drag daughter I know you will.
LIGHTS… CAMERA… ACTION!
[A silhouette of Porcelain can be seen. She turns revealing herself to the camera and struts down the runway.]
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Porcelain: Welcome to the main stage of Porcelain’s Drag Race. This week, we have challenged our contestants with putting on Porcelain’s Drag Race’s first ever musical - Girl Talk. Tonight I am once again joined by my lovely family, Chastity and Dead Girl. How’re you doing Chastity?
Chastity: I am doing fantastic mother, and I’m so excited to see what the contestants are ready to bring to the stage.
Porcelain: What about you Dead Girl?
Dead Girl: Porcelain, I have been waiting for this moment since I was dug up from the ground. [Laughs.]
Porcelain: Racers start your engines, and let’s go!
[Suburban Boston. 1962. The main stage is blackened out. A giant apartment complex is on top of it. A grand opening number starts with everyone except Zodya on stage, dancing and singing. Everyone is doing well, for the most part that is. NV Lullaby’s dancing catches the judges eyes. It’s beautiful, but it gets in the way of her singing. She loses her breath in between some of her lines in the song. She recovers gracefully by the end of the number.
The next scene starts with Henny and Teo Rore. Henny plays the dutiful wife character, while Teo plays her husband. It’s early in the morning, the two are having breakfast until breaking news comes over the radio. A murder victim has been found not too far away from the apartment complex. Teo tells Henny to not worry, that she’ll be safe, as he heads off for work. His acting is decent. Once he leaves Henny breaks out into an emotional song about her life as a housewife in the apartment complex. Her singing is beautiful, and while her dancing is minimal she does a great job.
After Henny’s song she walks outside of the apartment complex, to the park outside where she sees the ensemble played by IIV, NV Lullaby, and Twi X. They’re gathered around a hot dog stand where Homophone works. Henny chats with Homophone, their acting is on point. (Note: It seems as though Henny may have changed the voice modulators settings to give Homophone and themselves Boston accents from the 60’s.) The two of them walk past a fountain, where they see Detective Linda McCollough, played by Butter Nugget, running past to investigate a new crime scene. Henny tells Homophobe about her fear of being killed, which leads them to break out into another number about the dangers of the city side of the suburbs. The ensemble joins in. IIV and Twi X keep up flawlessly with one another, they’re in sync vocally while NV struggles once again. Butter Nugget comes back and breaks the number up, telling them their gossip is nothing but girl talk and that they need to move on with their lives. Her acting is very camp, but her singing is rough. They all head home for the night.
The scene changes. Now behind the apartment building, where Butter, and two police women played by Blu and Dom are tailing the mysterious killer. The killer is preying on their next victim - played by Dee Pression. Dee plays the role of the victim perfectly, they’re innocent, and their acting is great. Another number starts with Henny and Teo arguing over the safety of their apartment. This is then juxtaposed with Dee, singing her head off in an alleyway near the apartment. Blu and Dom join in. To everyone’s shock Blu demolishes her choreography and her vocals, all of her fear gone. Dom on the other hand messes up here and there. The number ends with Dee screaming after meeting her demise at the hands of the killer.
A few songs and scenes later it’s the finale. Henny has now been attacked by the killer, thankfully she isn’t harmed. Zodya breaks out into a fantastic solo - they steal the show. Their dancing and body language is on point for the part. Blu and Dom enter the apartment complex and run into Henny’s apartment. Blu delivers an almost perfect performance in comparison to Zodya’s. Dom seems a bit drained. Blu and Dom arrest Zodya’s character with help from Butter. Teo runs into the room to see Henny and the two of them have a touching ballad about finally coming together as a couple, and leaving the suburbs.]
[Camera cuts to runway.]
Porcelain: Category is… Sensational 60’s!
First up… Blu Haze!
[Blu walks down the runway in a beautiful dress and headpiece inspired by Carmen Miranda. Her gown is gold, with beautiful beads encrusted on it. She’s wearing chunky pink and brown jewelry that matches with the dress. A slit comes up all the way on the left side of the dress, revealing a gold, jewel encrusted heel. The colors of her head piece are the same as her outfit and accessories, with a striking pink plume in the center.
CF: For my runway I wanted to bring an older piece of Brazilian culture and give it a sixties twist. Carmen Miranda never made it to the sixties, but my runway is her if she did.]
Next up… Butter Nugget!
[Butter Nugget walks down the runway in a simple, but elegant 1860s southern belle look. Her outfit is a soft sherbert color, and there are lace details on her neck and arms. Her hair is formed in an elegant and classic style.
CF: For my runway I’m subverting expectations, everyone is coming out in 1960’s looks and I’m the only one of these bitches in a different era.]
Next up… Dee Pression!
[Dee Pression walks down the runway in a cute little pastel baby doll dress. She has curly blonde hair on, and a pastel bonnet, with tiny lacy gloves, white socks, and heeled Mary Janes. Half way through the runway she does a reveal, ripping off the bonnet and babydoll dress to reveal another bonnet and babydoll dress in another color.
CF: My look tonight is inspired by the iconic babydoll dresses of the 1960s. I’m giving you Twiggy from head to toe.]
Next up… Dom Marlboro Riddle!
[Dom Marlboro Riddle walks down the runway in an alien meets Barbarella inspired look. Her hair is stacked super high, their skin is sticky and green, and his lasers are set to stun! She walks down the runway gun in hand, holstering it when needed to show the judges her sticky skin.]
Next up… Henny!
[Henny makes her way down the runway in a Huia bird inspired look, wearing a dark black gown with white trim and orange accents.
CF: (Voice Modulator Set To: 60s Kiwi Accent) My runway look is inspired by the lost beauty of New Zealand in the 1960s and that is the Huia bird. These birds are now extinct, and the last time they were seen was in the early to mid 60s. Rumor has it Linda Crunch is working on bringing them back to life.]
Next up… Homophone!
[Homophone walks down the runway in a beautiful back dress dress, and pearls inspired by Lesley Gore. As they walk down the runway “You Don’t Own Me” by Lesley Gore plays.]
Next up… IIV!
[IIV walks down the runway inspired by the iconic girl group The Supremes. Her hair is in a beautiful black up-do, her dress is Bob Mackie, orange with ostrich feathers at the bottom, and silver detailing all around.
CF: For my runway I am giving you a look inspired by the iconic Diana Ross in The Supremes. I’m wearing an actual Bob Mackie gown, and I feel beautiful!]
Next up… NV Lullaby!
[NV Lullaby walks down the runway in a look inspired by the iconic Twiggly. Her dress is blue, with red accents. Her tights are a lighter shade of blue, and her shoes are a darker shade with bows on them. Her hair is slicked towards the side with colorful and fun geometric shapes.]
Next up… Teo Rore!
[Muñecos Infernales. Inspired by the 1961 film “Muñecos Infernales” Teo Rore walks down the runway in a horrid outfit. Their face is destroyed, replaced with a dark and grimy mask. Their hair is unkempt, with dry blood and dirt scattered around.]
Next up… Twi X!
[Twi X walks down the runway in a 1960s hands free telephone mask, the rest of their outfit is a black tulle gown, except for a few blood stains here and there. Suddenly, a phone rings on the judges table. Porcelain picks it up, “Hello?” she says, “Hello Porcelain” Twi X says, mimicking the killers in Scream. Twi whips out a knife and then throws it, almost hitting Porcelain.]
Lastly, Zodya Killer!
[Zodya Killer walks down the runway in a dragged up version of the Zodiac Killer’s outfit. Instead of a shirt and pants it’s a gown, with the iconic Zodiac Killer symbol on it. The bottom of the dress is tattered and stained with mud and blood.]
Porcelain: Hello, contestants. Thank you all for those wonderful musical performances, and for that stunning runway. If I call your name, please step forward. Henny, Homophone, IIV, Teo Rore, and Twi X. You are all safe. You may all proceed backstage and untuck. That means Blu Haze, Butter Nugget, Dee Pression, Dom Marlboro Riddle, NV Lullaby, and Zodya Killer. You all are the tops and bottoms of the week. Let’s start first with Blu Haze.
Blu tonight you really proved to us that you are Brunali’s drag daughter. Your performance in the musical was top notch, I was engaged, and I really enjoyed every second of it.
Chastity: I have to agree, and tonight on the runway I think you look absolutely stunning in this Carmen Miranda fantasy. I loved seeing your reimagining of her. This was a stellar night for you.
Blu Haze: Thank you so much judges, this was such a difficult week for me so to know I did well is such a blessing.
Porcelain: Thank you Blu. Next up, Butter Nugget.
Dead Girl: Hey Butter, tonight in the musical you did pretty well in terms of your acting capabilities. The main issue that I had was with your vocals and your stage presence. Your vocals were super shaky, and your stage presence was non-existent. I’m not sure if it’s your nerves or what, but you seemed to be holding yourself back.
Porcelain: I have to agree. Especially after seeing you come alive during last week’s lip sync, I’m not sure what happened tonight. Next up, Dee Pression. Dee tonight you really showed us why you were picked to be in this competition. Your choreography was beautiful, it was effortless, and it was fun. Your runway is very cute, I want more than cute, but it’s good nonetheless.
Chastity: I think the only thing holding you back tonight Dee is that NV came down in essentially a better version of what you are wearing. I know you both took inspiration from Twiggy, and I think if you two worked together and helped each other out, you’d be unstoppable.
Porcelain: Next up, Dom Marlboro Riddle.
Dead Girl: Hey Dom. So tonight I have to say I am obsessed with your runway. I love sci-fi shit and you have fulfilled that to a t. However, in the musical you seemed super burnt out. Towards the end I noticed you were a little uncomfortable, you were out of breath, you looked tired. I can’t blame you for feeling that way, musicals are exhausting, but you can’t let it show to the audience.
Porcelain: Next up NV Lullaby. Tonight NV, you look really beautiful. I can tell that you are going to be the fashion queen of the season. You know how to model and walk down the runway like it’s what you were born to do. In the musical however you seemed to be focusing too much on your dancing. I’ve been in your position before, I danced a bit too hard when I was competing on Free Mas Draga. The one thing I will tell you is to not take it so seriously, and have fun. Moving on to our last contestant of the night, Zodya Killer.
Chastity: Zodya, tonight you blew me out of the water. This look is so creative, so inventive, so smart. Your performance in the musical was show stopping and you really managed to steal the show from everyone else. I can tell that you’ve had some musical theatre training before in your life because you turned it out tonight.
Porcelain: Alright contestants, the judges and I have some decisions to make. Please proceed backstage and untuck.
[One untucked later, the contestants all return to the main stage.]
Porcelain: Blu Haze, tonight you were the wild card and shocked us all. Dee Pression, you lived up to your background - both in the musical, and on the runway. Zodya Killer, you came out of nowhere and left us wanting more. Zodya Killer…
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Condragulations you are the winner of this week's challenge. You have won a weekend getaway to the Arctic circle, brought to you by Crunch Cruise Lines. Thank you so much for your hard work tonight. This means that Blu Haze, and Dee Pression you are both safe.
NV Lullaby, tonight you sang us all to sleep.
Dom Marlboro Riddle, tonight you crashed and burned.
Butter Nugget, tonight you dropped the ball again with your greasy hands.
NV Lullaby…
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You are safe. Please proceed to the back of the stage.
Two artists stand before me. Dom Marlboro Riddle… Butter Nugget.. Tonight you were asked to prepare a lip sync to “He Hit Me And It Felt Like A Kiss” by The Crystals. Good luck, and don’t fuck it up.
[Homophone starts to play “He Hit Me And It Felt Like A Kiss” by The Crystals.]
He hit me
And it felt like a kiss
He hit me
But it didn't hurt me
[Dom starts off by taking off their prosthetics, allowing themself to give a more emotional performance. Butter Nugget starts off dramatic, using their costume to its fullest potential.]
He couldn't stand to hear me say
That I'd been with someone new
And when I told him I had been untrue
He hit me
And it felt like a kiss
He hit me
And I knew he loves me
[Free from her prosthetics, Dom starts serving true emotion. She is mouthing every word with great poise and elegance. Porcelain starts to tear up. Butter Nugget looks defeated but they keep trying their best trying to emote.]
If he didn't care for me
I could have never made him mad
But he hit me
And I was glad
Yes, he hit me
And it felt like a kiss
He hit me
And I knew I loved him
And then he took me in his arms
With all the tenderness there is
And when he kissed me
He made me his
[As the song ends Dom keeps selling emotion, tears fall down her face. Butter Nugget falls on the ground, trying to sell the best emotional performance she can. The song concludes. The contestants in the back clap. Porcelain and the judges discuss for a moment.]
Porcelain: All right… ladies. The judges and I have made our decision. Dom Marlboro Riddle…
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Shantay you stay.
Dom Marlboro Riddle: Thank you so much judges, I promise I will never be in the bottom two again. [Dom tearfully hugs Butter and walks to the back of the stage.]
Porcelain: My sweet, sweet, sweet Butter Nugget. I’m going to have to ask you to sashay away.
[The contestants all clap for Butter Nugget as she leaves. She screams.]
Butter Nugget: My nuggets will always be bigger than yours!
[Everyone claps, the judges give her a standing ovation.]
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