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A/N: Sorry I take so long to update, I'm working on that though! No matter what, this story will NOT be abandoned! Don't give up on me! And if you have ANY ideas feel free to send me a PM! Thank you for being so patient and remember, more reviews= faster updates! Enjoy!

The shot fades into Kadee dressed all in gold dancing. Electric music plays in the background.

Kadee starts to sing.

I love you so much,

I hate you so bad,

Said "I don't miss you",

You know that's not true,

Boy I want you bad,

I hate you so much,

But I love you oh so bad...

Kadee continues to sing, it's obvious that it's for her new music video.

Charlie smiles. This is amazing! He's been waiting weeks for the new music video and now he's getting a sneak peak!

He glances over to Kadee and his smile falters.

She's frowning.

He leans over the edge of his chair, so she's within whispering distance.

"Hey, you okay?" he asks.

She gives a weak, unconvincing laugh.

"Yeah, of course. I'm fine." she lies.

"Alright... If you want to talk though... I'll listen." Charlie offers. He doesn't believe her, but he doesn't want to pry.

"Thanks Charlie..." Kadee says, with a hint of a real smile.

On screen Kadee is still singing.

Then I'm calling you again,

(Oh Oh)

Some days we're on the same page,

(Oh Oh)

Then we go our sep-our sep-our sep-our sep-

"Is that part of the song?" asks Lloyd, confused.

"Nope. It's not." Tammy said, popping the 'p'.

The words continue repeating.

"Wait what?" "What's going on?" "Huh?" the background dancers shout, repeating and fumbling through the choreography.

"Cut! Cut!" the director orders.

"What's wrong with playback?" the director asks, turning around.

The camera pans to Shawn.

"Uh, working on it boss! I- I don't know! This computer decided to have a panic attack or something!"

"No!" Shawn whines. "I thought I fixed it!"

"Unreal." murmurs the director.

"Just give me a minute!" Shawn calls, fiddling with the machine.

"Alright! Everyone take ten!" the director shouts through a megaphone.

{Bell Rings}

Kadee walks off stage, and a huge furry dog comes to greet her.

"Trumpet!" she shouts happily as the dog barks.

"So, I'm guessing that," Charlie begins, pointing at the large dog curled up on 'JewelStruck''s lap, "is 'Trumpet'."

"Yeah, I've had him since he was a puppy." she grins, calling the fur ball over.

He runs to her immediately.

He jumps up on her and Kadee starts laughing.

"Get that dog off my couture!" shouts Erma, pushing over one or two stagehands.

"Why can't you have a purse-sized dog like all of the other stars, hmm? This horse-dog doesn't fit your image!" Erma hisses.

Kadee glares at screen Erma, Trumpet was part of the family!

Kadee was about to defend her choice in canine companions, but the couple on the orange love seat beat her to it.

"Oh come on, the bigger the dog, the bigger the spirit!" the woman announced with a wide smile.

"Plus, her image is her! She's got a unique dog for a unique singer." the man agreed.

Kadee can't help smiling, they defended her... the defended Trumpet... They didn't even know us...

"Trumpet doesn't care about my 'image'! He loves the REAL me, and I love him. Isn't that right boy? Isn't that right? Should I rub your belly?" she glanced up, "Should I rub Erma's belly?"

"No one touches my belly." she said seriously.

Kadee laughs and the movie cuts back to Charlie.

"Alright! Alright! Hold up! Where am I? Apart from a magazine cover I haven't shown up AT ALL." growls Finn.

"You'll show up eventually. If you noticed, a LOT of us haven't shown up." Sammi said with a huff, mumbling something that sounded suspiciously like 'pain in the neck'.

Charlie skateboards to 'The Palace' there are karaoke posters plastered on the walls. He hops off his skateboard and goes inside.

"Wow. 'The palace'? There are SO many hints to you being Cinderella!" Kadee pointed out laughing.

The view changes to someone cutting off the tips of the hot dogs. It pans up, and they see the couple from the orange loveseat working in the restaurant.

"Wow... that's like... REALLY cheap... You're just throwing out good hot dog!" Tammy scoffs angrily. What a waste!

"Hey, not our idea. Boss makes us." he shrugs gesturing to Arthur.

"It's legitimate! People shouldn't get more than what they deserve." argued Arthur.

Charlie ran up and quickly drummed his hands on the counter.

"Hey!" Diego greeted.

"Grilled cheese with pickles on rye!" Martha announced.

"Mmmm! You are the best, Martha! If it weren't for Diego, I would propose to you right now!" joked Charlie.

"Great, maybe then she'll stop begging me for a bigger ring."

"Ha! This guy. He brings me stuff he finds in the street everyday! Why don't you find me a ring in the street? Huh?" she asked Diego.

"Yeah, and maybe some customers." Charlie sighed sadly.

"Well maybe if you weren't a cheapskate on the hotdogs..." grumbled Tammy.

"GET OVER IT!" snapped Arthur.

"Customers. That's what we need. You know if your Mom only knew about how Arthur's turned this place into a ghost town... I should do something about it." he grumbled, threateningly snipping the end of another hotdog.

"How dare you! I should fire you RIGHT NOW for that!" shouted Arthur.

"Yeah! He could fire you!" Andrew agreed.

They were ignored.

"Diego's not going to have to do anything, because things are not going to be like this for much longer." Charlie stated peaking the two workers' interests.

"Really? Well, Charlie, got a little plan brewing?" Martha asked excitedly.

[Suspenseful music plays]

Everyone leans forward a little...

"Nope, I got nothing." he sighs.

...and they fall back into their seats.