Emma took a deep breath, preparing to tell Selah exactly where she could stick those tickets. But just as she was about to speak, a flash of light knocked her to the floor. It took Emma several moments to collect herself, but she suddenly recognized the smell of sickeningly sweet, teenybopper perfume. Puzzled, Emma opened her eyes to see Selah on the floor next to her, blinking in confusion. Emma looked around.
The room was awash with golden light. Floating in the middle of the room was… Was it an angel? It looked almost like… no it couldn’t be… Britney Spears?
“Emma, Selah,” Britney Spears cooed, her Louisiana drawl as sweet as southern tea. “It is time for you to put away your hatred! Justin Timberlake is the answer! I know, I know, Justin and I have had our ups and downs. But in the end, Justin is a source of peace and beauty. Let his aura wash over you, go to the concert!”
Britney Spears opened her hands, and there floated the two Justin Timberlake tickets, shimmering with promise. Emma and Selah reached for the tickets, more out of shock than interest. Britney Spears smiled, raised her arms above her head, and let out one piercing note. In another flash of light, Emma and Selah found themselves packed into the front row of the Justin Timberlake concert. Despite their skepticism, they found themselves bouncing along to the catchy beats. As the concert progressed their dancing became wilder. Looking up, Emma and Selah noticed Justin Timberlake staring into the crowd, admiring their dance moves.
“You! Two girls in front! Come up onstage,” Justin Timberlake wailed into the microphone.
Emma and Selah jumped up onto the stage and continued their crazed dancing. Before long, the entire audience was shrieking their approval.
“Ladies, I’d like to offer you a job! What would you say to coming on tour with my as my official Justin Timberlake Dance Team?”
Emma hesitated. Could she work for Justin Timberlake? More importantly, could she work with Selah? She looked out over the roaring crowd, and spotted Britney Spears’ glowing face amidst the masses. Emma raised her eyebrows, and Britney Spears nodded. Emma shrugged her shoulders, “Sure, I could do that.”
“Me, too! I’m ready for a career change,” Selah said enthusiastically.
Justin Timberlake shook their hands. “Ladies,” he said solemnly, “this isn’t the end of your story. This is the beginning of something great!”
I LOVE where you took this! Hilarious.
Oh, JT. You make dreams come true for all of us!
a career change from a mini-ninja to a JT dance team member is totally an upgrade!
Redemption for Britney Spears AND a chance to tour with Justin Timberlake!?! This is a dream ending!
I always knew that JT and Brit were not of this world
I knew that Britney had it in her.
Oh, sweet lord. Britney! Didn’t see that coming! And it makes complete sense that she would have the aroma of “sickeningly sweet, teenybopper perfume.” Didn’t she describe one of her fragrances as having a hint of cupcakes? Oy vey.
This is great!
Hmm. EIther it was an angel, or it was Britney. Either way, I loved it – and especialyl loved the writing! (“her Louisiana drawl as sweet as Southern tea”, for example). Kudos!
Once, when I was really tired and stressed out, I had a vision of a floating Britney Spears telling me what to do. Glad I’m not the only one.
Wow, I did not see that coming!
So in the end Emma is just a sellout? Damn those catchy dance beats!
Mickey, I’d like to think that Emma hasn’t sold out. Instead, she’s following the prophetic signs to reach her destiny! I mean, really, how does one argue with a glowing, floating Britney Spears?
It’s Britney to the rescue! Isn’t that always how it turns out?
It’s not? Oh.
It is impossible not to love JT. IMPOSSIBLE!
Great ending!
Just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed reading your blog.