Fan Fiction

Bubblegum Stuck In the Middle With You...

Written by Hawkeye

"You really sure this is going to work" the guy asked as he picked up the microphone
"Yes, now you're due on stage, get up there!!" replied the female before the woman who said it disappeared back out front
"Well if this won't impress her, then I don't know what will" he replied and he made his way onto the back of the stage behind the curtain.

Meanwhile out front standing by the bar, waiting for the nights music stood a certain brown haired woman we all know and loved, she let out a sigh ' were the hell is he?' she thought 'he told me too be here' suddenly the bar owner stepped up on stage.
"Ladies and gentleman, tonight we have a special show for you, an old favourite back here with a special song for someone here tonight" a sudden drum roll began "Ladies and gentleman I present the Replicants and their special guest"
She couldn't believe it, suddenly spitting out her drink at the sudden surprise. 'He wouldn't' but then she realised that she was held in place by two of her so-called friends, but she was soon speechless as the man on stage, as he began to sing....

Well I don't know why I came here tonight.
I've got the feeling that something ain't right.
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
and I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs.

Boomers to the left of me!
ADP to the right!
Here I am stuck in the middle with you.

Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you,
and I'm wondering what it is I should do.
It's so hard to keep this smile from my face.
Losing control yeah I'm all over the place.

Boomers to the left of me!
ADP to the right!
Here I am stuck in the middle with you.

Well you started off with nothing
and you're proud that you're a self-made man
yeah
and your friends they all come crawling,
slap you on the back and say
Please . . .
Please . . .

Trying to make some sense of it all
but I can see that it makes no sense at all.
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor?
I don't think that I can take anymore.

Boomers to the left of me!
ADP to the right!
Here I am stuck in the middle with you.

Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the middle

Boomers to the left of me!
ADP to the right!
Boomers to the left of me!
ADP to the right! (Stuck in the middle)
Boomers to the left of me!
ADP to the right! (Stuck in the middle)
Boomers to the left of me!
ADP to the right! (uh-uh)
Boomers to the left of me!
ADP to the right!
Here I am stuck in the middle with you

Well you started off with nothing
and you're proud that your a self-made man.
ah-ah yeah
Now your friends they all come crawling,
slap you on the back and say
Please . . .
Please . . .

Well I don't know why I came here tonight.
I've got the feeling that something ain't right.
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair,
and I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs.

Boomers to the left of me!
ADP to the right!
Here I am stuck in the middle with you.
Stuck in the middle with you (ah-yeah)
Stuck in the middle with you
Here I am!
Stuck in the middle with you
With you, with you, with you ....

As the song ended, the crowd broke from it silent and burst into applause. Then suddenly the man who had been singing jumped off stage and made his way towards the bar and stopped before the woman he was seeking, who was being held in place by her two friends gripping her arms. He cleared his voice, and dropped to one knee.
"Miss Priscilla Asagiri, will you do the honour in marrying me..." he said before producing a small ring box.
"Yes" a large smile crossed the girls face as she accepted for box, "I love you Leon, but for the love of god, don't do that again. Leave the singing to me, that song was a classic and a favourite of mine" and with that she kissed him.

FIN

Wow, I loved writing this story, I heard this song this morning while getting ready for work and I can't get it out of my head, so this is fair revenge.

'Hawkeye'