Chapter 9 *teasing warning*

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Why hello everyone! I'm back and here to write another interesting chapter for ya! I'm ready to make some shit happen yall! And if you guys haven't figured out what I mean by "special" outfit yet. First off damn man. Second off I was thinking of a certain one I'll put a picture here just to help with the visual. But you guys can imagine anything you want! Might be my story but you pups are the readers! This is YOUR story!

 But you guys can imagine anything you want! Might be my story but you pups are the readers! This is YOUR story!

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And you will still have your fedora on with this too! Cuz why the fuck not. This is what I was thinking for the "special outfit" okay! Now that we're all settled let's get back into it yall!!!!!
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Bratt kept his head down as the lights unfocused on him and back onto him once more, obviously blinging me for a second time asshole

Then I heard it. The song slowly fading into the air. My god. The way you make me feel. I couldn't believe it. He had the car set up in the background and everything. The lights were sold on him. I was just confused because. Where the hell was he gonna get all of the backup dancers for this.

And then I see it. Mannequins. Dressed up mannequins on tracks on the floor so they would move where he needed them to. Oh my god he's thought of everything... how am I gonna win this?...

He and the male mannequins interacted hearing the song play in the background so it sounds like he's actually talking to them. And then the female mannequin "walks" by and I couldn't believe it. The mannequin looked like.. me.

Then the music really began. "HEY!" The song yelled out as bratt fake yelled at the mannequin. He walked up to her and circled her just like in the video. He snapped on beat and his lip sinking was so on point I was actually really worried.

Every movement was spot on... every little jerk of the hand and shoulder.. there was no way I was going to win. Diving through the car he went. Once he emerged I was in awe. His outfit had completely changed into the outfit from thriller.

All of these zombies came out of nowhere. All of the mannequins kinda scared me. As they all began to do the iconic dance. He knows that's my favorite dance... fucker.

He got all of the mannequins to do the dance perfectly aswell. I was astonished. He even pulled off the zombie Michael at the end. Then the lights turned off and the curtains closed.

Clive and I had to clap. That was fucking incredible. Bratt came out of the back and I clapped for him once again as he came out to sit next to me with a smirk.

"I'd like to see you try better Y/n"

"We'll then I guess you're in luck"

I said to him. I kinda lied tho. Because I'm not very confident anymore... I crammed a soundtrack together of all of my favorite Michael Jackson songs and the perfect parts of them that can be spliced together. I had my outfit and everything ready so I went backstage and took the beesuit off.

I looked amazing. I just hope I do everything good enough to get this shit done. I need that diamond. I've only got a day and a half left to get it back or my reputation will be completely ruined.

I went out and did my thing. Moonwalked and planked perfectly. I knew all of my moves were perfection and then it was time for my special part. Loving you came on.

I got into position and began to dance with a disco ball lighting up above me as a pole rose from out of the stage. Perfect. I did a pretty interesting strip tease as I took off the makeup and wig and outfit off as I was just left in my hat and my special outfit.

I walked up to the front of the stage and whipped my hair around and ran to the pole. I jumped onto it and climbed up the pole. I laughed as I looked at his eyes wider than I've ever seen them before.

I flipped down the pole and did some little tricks getting off of the pole and walked off of the stage and walked towards him. I walked behind him and dragged my hands from his chest to his shoulders and I placed my hat on his head walking back to the stage and blowing him a kiss before the lights turned off and the curtains closed.

Perfect tease performance. I know he won but I had fun fucking with him so I guess it's worth it.

I walked back out there with only the lingerie on as I walked up to him and clive. I sat down next to clive.

"So clive. Who won?"

"W-well it was a hard choice. But I- I choose B-Bratt"

"DAMN IT!"

I didn't mean to yell but I did. I was defeated... but I ran to bratts room and looked at the diamond. I began to cry as I threw on one of his robes and climbed my way up to the top of the rubix cube. I sat there and just thought. What if I just stole it from him and left?... And then a bright light flashed me in the eyes and I freaked out.

I could hear a familiar voice and I tried to scream but by then it was already too late. I was in the AVL blimp. When I was taken I kinda dropped something I was holding. I may or may not have grabbed that picture of us from when we were younger

~~~~To Be Continued~~~~

Thank you all for reading!!! I'll post again soon hopefully! Thank you all for being patient with me.!! Till next time my pups!!!

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