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The stage was ready for round three. Tiffany moved a disheveled clump of hair out of her face and watched as the third celebrity gungee made her way onto the celebrity chair.
“More metal already huh?” Tiffany noted as Charlotte Wessels, singer from Dutch gothic band Delain took her place on the seat. She seemed to look around the studio, taking in every single little detail. “So, what facts do you have about Charlotte Wessels?”
Amanda pondered for a moment. “Well, there’s the fact that Charlotte is actually her middle name. By rights she should be getting gunge J for–”
“Just a minute! Are you going to reveal every little thing about me?” Charlotte protested.
“No! Besides, it’s on Wikipedia!”
The red-haired singer tutted and rolled her eyes. “Figures. What else is there?”
“Uhm…” Amanda frantically tapped away on her smartphone looking for something to say. “Oh yeah, you apparently started out in jazz and big band and can play the clarinet!”
“Like Squidward!” Tiffany laughed.
“Not really. Charlotte didn’t suck at it.”
“Thanks?” Charlotte laughed with some confusion. “So, what else?”
Amanda looked to her phone and tried to pick something out. “Well, your band has a song called Milk and Honey, but as fitting as they would be, neither of those begin with C so we couldn’t use them. Shall I reveal what we’ve got instead?”
“…Go on,” Charlotte said, nervously laughing at Amanda’s attempt at a joke. Amanda pulled the left lever and made the barrel above Tiffany tilt, as was quickly becoming a twisted tradition. The gunk was gold and clear, the taste was sweet like honey. It was slightly clear and had a very sugary smell to it. It stuck to Tiffany, sticking to her even more than the Apple Sauce had. “Is that Caramel?” asked Charlotte.
“Sure is. Enjoy it!” Amanda grinned as she pulled the right-hand lever and sent a deluge of Caramel down on on Charlotte. The Dutch redhead let out a cute little squeal as it hit her. Amanda looked disappointed as the Caramel didn’t show up so well against Charlotte’s hair, but her dress had turned from lilac to some kind of brown colour. The skirt was sticking to her shapely legs. Before long, Charlotte was completely covered, as was Tiffany. As disgusting as the Caramel felt, especially in her hair, Charlotte couldn’t help laughing at the state she was in. She licked her lips and smiled.
“Well, at least it’s dislodged some of the other stuff,” Tiffany said, looking at the pile of mixed muck that was quickly accumulating at her feet. She poked the pike with the tips of her toes on her right foot, wincing promptly. “We’re only three messes in and it’s already disgusting.”
“It kinda looks like the stuff at the bottom of a lake. Trust me, I’d know,” Charlotte shuddered as she recalled the shooting for the See Me In Shadow video.
Amanda cleared her throat. “I’m sure you would. There’s just one thing left for you to do now though, Charlotte. You probably know what.”
The singer nodded and stood up. She made her way to the side of the stage, leaving little Caramel footprints in her wake. She immediately saw a glass bowl of golden liquid labelled with “CARAMEL” and picked it up. Her pose was quite simple – she held the bowl at chest level, slightly in front of her, and gave a soft smile. Troy snapped her photo, and Charlotte’s role in the event came to an end for the time being.
Back in the studio, they prepared for the next celebrity.
A couple of small comments. I’ll not be as wordy as I was last time.
I’m not usually a fan of celebrity recycling, but I made an exception for my first two letters. Like I said before, I’m big on self-bettering, and I think I’ve done Alissa and Charlotte a bit more justice with these stories than I have with their previous stories. That said, the rest of my celeb choices are new for me, most likely for WAM fiction as a whole.
I’ll be back on F. I believe PML wanted the D?