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From Create Your Own Story

Zelda burst into the second song. Her fingers were trained enough to keep going in the rain, and each time she thought she made a mistake she would jump even more, and scream even louder.

At a key climactic moment of the song, she had to be close to Lulu to be stabbed, but until then she had her own free reign. It meant she went too far stage right, and her guitar became unplugged.

It actually happened at the best time it could - a short respite she was not playing in. There was a click that sounded, but it was hardly an issue. She jogged back to the amp and plugged the end back in. As she stood back up with her guitar, she felt herself become stuck.

The whole set of shelves that kept the amp and the like together was shoddy work. It had to be switched out every band. Still, it did not forgive the sharp edges that now the end of Zelda's shorts. She had to get back into playing, but as she stood up, she felt a small tear in the shorts and she fell forward - stumbling into the crowd.

At first, she thought it was all over. She would not come in at the right time, and no one would know what to do. Her bandmates, however, kept playing. They just went on with another riff, carrying them forward. Ali was at this point playing like crazy, and with Avery mashing whatever sort of keys she felt and Lulu dancing, it seemed planned.

All except the fact that Zelda did not actually want to be crowd surfing. It was jarring and strange, with hands passing her around. She never went too far away from the stage, as she still was holding the guitar, and since no one wanted to flip her over and threaten her dropping it, all the hands were on her back and legs. It was working, though. Everyone in the crowd was excited. They were recording the show, and how crazy everyone was getting.

Zelda angled herself to get back toward the stage, where Lulu waited with the prop knife. She would be presented to Lulu, then stabbed, and it would be as amazing as any finale they could hope for - except of course this was the second song.

It all seemed to be going as perfectly as could be - Selena took the cue and sprayed the fake blood across the stage, and Lulu stabbed Zelda - they were missing some lyrics, but people got the point. Lulu then took Zelda's rather limp body by the arms and started to drag her on stage. Zelda, however, felt a quick hand under her jacket, and then another under her belt. The large belt actually did not keep anything up - it sat over the shorts for the look She felt her bra become unclasped, and in a deft movement, both her straps undone. The bra whisked away with a sharp pull from under her shirt, ripping the fishnet shirt along the way. Her shorts peeled out from under her belt in a sudden movement. By the time Zelda was on stage looking back, there was just a sea of fans.

Zelda backed from the edge of the stage. She felt attacked and bare, despite the jacket and two shirts. Her belt actually covered her about as much as the shorts did from its size, but it was not flexible, and too much leg movement could ride them up high enough for people to see only underwear would be underneath, or if they went down too low see the top of the pair. It stuck well to her, but it was like wearing a stiff mini skirt.

Maybe some of the audience noticed, but Lulu certainly did not, and in between the second and third song pranced around the stage in victory. Zelda slowly stood up, hearing Selena start the next song. If she made it another song, she could get to the wardrobe change and fix some of these problems. All she had to do was dance wearing a belt. She could try and do everything normally, just further back on the stage than planned, or she could explain to Selena they should switch songs to their fourth one since they were so successful with this one - save the dance for after the change, and use it to rile up to the finale.

Status
Wearing	Slightly wet jacket, slightly wet fishnet stockings, incredibly large belt, short t-shirt, fine fishnet shirt, panties, boots
Mood	Unsure, nervous, legs close together
Inventory	Guitar, unused packet of fake blood