Big Finish

Fantasma smoothed the fabric on her dress and looked in the mirror. She sighed. In the background she saw Jarod watching her. He was dressed in the requested 18^th century garb and looked good. She chuckled lightly and turned to him.

"Now why can’t I look as good as you?"

"What?" What are you talking about? You look beautiful." He smiled.

She smiled back and returned to the mirror.

"This dress makes me look fat."

He put his arms around her shoulders and gave her a hug, "You do not look fat. You are a beautiful person. What are you so fanatic about?"

"I just want to look my best for Dahn."

"I may not have known for long but I get the feeling he would love you dressed in a paper bag."

"Well of course he would. Easy tear away access." She winked.

"Come on, let’s go, I’m sure they are waiting for us.

He offered his arm to her and they made their way to the main lobby where they met up with Ashell and Ezri.

"Well, this must be my lucky day. I get to escort three lovely ladies. But I don’t believe I’ve met you." Jarod took hold of Ezri's hand and gave it a gentle kiss.

A little surprised, Ezri explained how she and RosaryKai had just arrived and had run into Ashell in her way to change. "Ashell and I didn’t exchange two words before RosaryKai was whisked away by MacKai and DahnKai. Then Ashell explained what’s going on and I must admit, I’m rather excited." She smiled.

"Excited? For what?" Fantasma asked.

"Never you mind. We must get to the ballroom!" said Ashell.

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The ballroom was enormous. Having not been in the room before, Fantasma felt so small in it. The chandelier glowed with candles, casting a soothing warm glow about the room. Chairs were arranged for a quartet remained empty, as the occupants were long gone. Circular tables surrounded the dance floor and a bar was located in the far corner, yet no bartender in sight.

The curtains rich with color hung heavily on the walls. The portraits looked regal as they stared at something unseen to everyone else. Light music filtered though the room as the four of them clicked across the dance floor.

"Wow," whispered Fantasma, "This is so unbelievable!"

Ashell smiled, "That’s why we’re here!"

"What?"

"To experience the unbelievable."

They marveled for a moment at the grand ballroom while waiting for the Kais. Fantasma checked Jarod's pocket watch, purchased especially for this occasion, and grew concerned.

"Where are they?" she muttered.

"What?" asked Ashell.

"Where are the Kais? I thought they were meeting us here…"

"Oh, they will be," winked Jarod, "While we wait... Ladies?"

Jarod offered a hand to Fantasma and Ashell, as he only had two hands. Fantasma and Ashell offered their hands to Ezri and they began to dance as a group.

They had barely started when MacKai led DahnKai and RosaryKai on to the floor where they whisked their ladies away. Jarod stood off to the side and watched, smiling secretly.

Through the speakers "Last Dance" filled the room. The three couples swayed to the easy melody. Two of the three couples watched the third as they knew what was to happen next. Only one person was completely clueless.

DahnKai held Fantasma tight and brushed his lips against her ear. Then, as the beat changed from slow to fast, DahnKai twirled Fantasma so fast that she spun out of control and crashed into Jarod who was waiting for her. He then caught Ezri as RosaryKai did the same to her a moment later, and then the same to Ashell. He placed them all in the three chairs he’d secretly arranged while they were dancing.

Fantasma had only a moment to look utterly confused at a smiling Ezri and Ashell before the lights and the music went out. As quickly as the black silence overwhelmed them, a spectacular light show started with a spotlight and "YMCA" blasted out of the speakers.

In the spotlight stood the three Kais were dressed as three of the six Village People. RosaryKai was the construction worker in nice tight blue jeans, a white T-shirt that clung to him, a yellow hard hat, and sunglasses. MacKai was supposed to be the Indian (he had the best legs, after all) but instead he wore his kilt and that was it. DahnKai had tried to convince him to play the part, to which MacKai said he didn’t need to play with his part with that sexy Ashell nearby. DahnKai gave up trying to play dress up; it was enough of a struggle to get him to even get this far! DahnKai was the cowboy, full with chaps, vest, boots with spurs, and hat. And that was all he wore, except the codpiece. They danced around and as DahnKai turned his back to the ladies, they got to see the firm piece of milky white flesh otherwise known as DahnKai's posterior end.

Fantasma’s jaw dropped to the floor. She was torn between thudding, blushing, (cuz she would never do what her Kai was doing! Dance maybe.. but she gets cold quickly), or to burst out laughing. As the three Kais danced the typical YMCA dance, she decided laughter was the way to go, as their performance was reminiscent of her high school senior showcase. Which was understandable, as it had been thrown together at the last minute. Where they found the costumes is yet to be determined, as is the spotlight. Not that it mattered; the desired effect was taking place. Ashell got the benefits of being the hostess and Ezri and Fantasma got to enjoy some fun that could have happened at the ball should they had shown up on time, or had woken up. Nevertheless, the three ladies whooped it up while Jarod laughed.

The music faded mid-song, and another took its place. MacKai and DahnKai bowed out off the floor and RosaryKai took a solo to "Just Dropped in (To See What My Condition Was In)." The combined effort of Kenny Rogers and First Edition ticked the ears of those in the room while RosaryKai got his groove on. At first, he was a little hesitant but then he saw his lady and all reservations melted away.

It started with a little bit of pelvic thrusting, and some swinging of his hips. His whole body shook and he jumped around the floor before taking his place over Ezri’s lap where he started gyrating. Ezri’s face was priceless; it was a cross between shock and pure delight. She reached up and grabbed him, squeezing his firm cheeks. He stepped off of her, took her hand and led her to the floor where he proceeded to dance about her. He rubbed up against her, and then he would hold her real close and they would move as one unit. Then, as always, the end of the song came too soon and he led her back to her seat, made a slight bow, and made room for the next performance.

MacKai proudly marched onto the ballroom floor. His scowl was very obvious announcing to everyone he did not want to do this. But DahnKai was his brother, and he knew his lady meant a lot to him. They wouldn’t let him sing what he really wanted to, "Scotland the Brave," why he caved, is still a mystery. Still, here he was, and he was going to do it the best he could, for he would do nothing less.

Dressed in a tuxedo shirt, jacket, and his kilt, he grabbed a microphone. Jazz music floated through the speakers and he sang a most wonderful rendition of Frank Sinatra’s "I Did It My Way." Ashell smiled a secret smile. Whether it mean that she knew the song was appropriate, or whether she was the one who got it her way, only she would know.

His thick Scottish accent hugged the words and gave it the most interesting flavor. The four of them listened, nodding with the rhythm. He sang it loud. He sang it proud. The music was calm, but intense with energy. As it swelled, they could feel every note MacKai sang. He amazingly conveyed so much emotion with every word that passed those full, moist lips. Fantasma had to take a deep breath. He sang it so well, she hadn’t realized she’d been holding her breath.

As his song neared the end, he notes got longer and longer, suggesting that he really didn’t want to give up the spotlight.

"You know," said Jarod to Ashell," For a man who was too adamant against this, he appears to be to be enjoying himself quite a bit."

Ashell nodded, "I only wonder if a monster has been created." To which Jarod laughed.

MacKai's song was down to its last two notes and he stretched them. Then just when he appeared to be done, he yelled for an encore. Only when DahnKai and RosaryKai came out and carried him off by his arms did he finally stop. Out in the hall, he could be heard saying "There now! Are ye happy! I've sunhg yer sonhg!"

With MacKai hushed at last, DahnKai came out with a guitar and a stool. He motioned to Jarod who went to get the guitar and stool located near the door. Together they sang "More Than Words" By Extreme. Fantasma could not take her eyes off of him; the long flowing hair DahnKai had released only moments before mesmerized her. He sat there on the stool, wearing the black jeans and white T-shirt that complimented him so well. He strummed the guitar with such ease, such mastery, like he knew every inch of the instrument. He knew just how to strike it to make it sing. He looked directly at Fantasma as if she was the only person in the room.

Ezri and Ashell watched DahnKai and Fantasma and smiled. The energy was very intense between the two, lady and clone. There was something refreshingly pure between them. Knowing that DahnKai had masterminded the performance gave them a warm feeling. Fantasma had slept through the ball and DahnKai only wanted his lady to feel happy. He would walk to the ends of the earth for her and she for him.

DahnKai checked his fingers as he changed chords that broke the locking gaze he and Fantasma had shared. This gave her a moment to appreciate the blending voices of Jarod and DahnKai. The music warmed her heart and soothed her soul. She had never loved him anymore than she did just now. She sighed happily. She looked at Jarod. He was a puzzle. She had only met him a few days ago and yet he was still here and he was singing for her. This man must have a heart of pure gold.

The last note of the song came, and the silence left afterwards hung peacefully for a few moments before the next song started. Dahn left the floor while Jarod returned to Ashell, Ezri, and Fantasma. Fantasma was about to say something to him but the three Kais walked back out for one last number. The unmistakable bass and beat of Queen shook the room with "Another One Bites The Dust." A song perfect for the end of their gifts to their ladies, and their past professions as assassins. With each clap of the beat, they aimed their arms as though to shoot their braces. As quickly as the song started, it ended. The three women jumped to their feet and applauded wildly.

"Well, I guess I don’t need to ask if you enjoyed it," DahnKai said.

"Oh my! DahnKai, you, all of you, were absolutely amazing! What drove you to do this?" Fantasma asked.

RosaryKai and MacKai pointed to DahnKai.

"You?" Fantasma asked.

He smiled sheepishly and nodded.

"I have no idea what to say, except, thank you." She kissed him on the cheek.

"Ah, but M'Lady, the night is not yet over." Almost magically, he waved his hand and David Bowie’s "As the World Falls Down" started. And the seven of them danced till dawn.