Grease
Chapter 25
“Wait. Let me get this straight. You want a totally different look?” Willow
asked, her mouth hung open, shocked at Buffy’s explanation of what she wanted
done.
“You don’t like it?” Buffy asked worriedly, biting her bottom lip.
The girls were sitting on Willow’s bed in her room. Buffy had just finished
explaining exactly what she wanted to happen, and why she wanted it.
“No, I do,” Willow assured her. “It’s just-. It doesn’t seem like you.”
“I know it doesn’t. But I think I want it to be,” Buffy told Willow.
“Are you sure this is what you want? You should never change who you are for a
guy,” Willow asked Buffy.
“I know. But Spike isn’t just any guy. I know he loves me Will, and I can’t just
let him slip through my fingers. This isn’t just for him, it’s for me too. Yes,
I’m sure,” Buffy convinced Willow.
“Well then, I think it’s time to call the girls. This is a job for all of us,”
Willow informed Buffy, grabbing her pink cordless phone off of the nightstand,
and dialing Cordelia’s cell phone.
---
“So Spike, how’s it feel?” Tara asked him, as the gang was sitting around a
table at the Bronze, without Willow and Buffy.
“It feels good to take that Parker bloke down a notch or two I guess,” Spike
mumbled.
“What are you so bummed about? We bought you a blooming onion, spicy buffalo
wings, and a pitcher of coke! What more do you want?” Gunn asked him.
Angel shot Gunn a look that clearly said, ‘You just pushed it to far.’
“You wouldn’t understand. But I think I might be able to get you to. Come on
guys, we’re going to my place. See you later girls,” Spike said, getting up off
the table and nodding his head as a goodbye toward the girls.
Xander and Oz looked at each other confused, then turned to look at Angel and
Gunn.
Angel just shrugged and got up following Spike to Grease Lightnin’.
“Later babes,” Xander saluted the girls, then got up and followed Angel and
Spike.
The rest of the guys said their goodbyes and also exited the Bronze.
“What the hell was that all about?” Anya asked, snapping her gum lightly.
“I don’t know, may-,” Cordelia began, before she was cut off by the ringing of
her cell phone. “Ugh, hold on.” She dug through her purse until she pulled out
the small pink video flippy phone from the bottom.
“Queen C, what will it be?” Cordelia answered.
“Oh, um, that’s new,” Willow commented into the phone.
“Yeah, it just came to my head. I was trying something different,” Cordelia
responded.
“Gotcha.”
“So what do you want Willow? You left in a major hurry without anybody seeing
you leave.”
“I know. Buffy needs our help! Get to my house immediately.”
“What’s wrong Willow?” Cordelia asked.
Willow did a double take. ‘Did Cordelia just sound genuinely concerned?’ Shaking
her head she answered, “Makeover.”
“Enough said. The girls and I are on our way.” Cordelia quickly hung up the
phone. “Girls, Buffy needs our help. Makeover.”
“Say no more,” Tara responded, heading to the exit with Cordy and Anya.
---
“Dude, what the hell are you trying to prove?” Gunn asked, when he heard Spike’s
story of how he wasn’t good enough for Buffy now, and how he wanted to change
his look to be a better man for her.
“That I love her,” Spike answered abruptly, without any hesitation.
“Spike-y’s in loooooooove,” Xander sing-songed.
“That’s right whelp,” Spike agreed.
“Woah, he didn’t even get mad it me for singing it, or calling him Spikey. The
guy has got it bad,” Xander realized.
“That I do mate,” Spike agreed again, shaking his head at the irony of it all.
“So,” he jumped up, clapping his hands together, “Are you boys going to help me
or what?”
“Uh, makeovers aren’t exactly my thing,” Oz spoke up.
“It’s not a bloody makeover you ponce, it’s a new look,” Spike glared at him.
“I agree with Oz man. I like you the way you are, I mean if you change, you
won’t be a Thunderbird anymore,” Angel told him.
“Yeah, but I’ll be Buffy’s guy instead,” Spike grinned widely.
Xander sighed, realizing Spike was too stubborn when he set his mind to
something, to talk him out of it. “So how drastic is this look going to be?” He
asked.
“Yeah bro, are we talking total difference? Oh I know, how about curly brown
hair with glasses, and a nose buried in a poetry book!” Gunn joked causing
laughter to erupt from everyone but Spike.
‘If only he knew how dead on he’d be if this was the third grade,’ Spike
thought.
“Forget it you pansy, I’ll do it myself,” Spike grumbled.
“Spike man, I was joking,” Gunn stopped laughing, looking at a pissed off Spike.
“Just go,” Spike told the guys.
None of them knew what exactly was said that was so wrong, but they all left
anyway, mumbling goodbyes.
---
Cordelia, Tara, and Anya set on the bed with Willow and Buffy, all of their jaws
dropping to the floor.
Tara was the first to speak up. “Buffy, you really want this?”
“If I had a dollar each time you guys are going to ask me this, I’d be rich. Yes
I want this. Yes I’m positive. Yes let’s do it!” Buffy said exasperatedly.
Cordelia didn’t hesitate to object. “I call the clothing and shoes.”
“Hair,” Willow claimed her job.
“Make up,” Anya chose.
“I guess that leaves me with shoes and accessories,” Tara rationalized.
“Well then, let’s get to it!” Buffy jumped off the bed.
“To my car?” Cordelia asked.
“To your car,” Buffy agreed.
---
“That will be $150.00,” The big man named Sparky at the cash register informed
Buffy.
“Pain costs that much?” Buffy muttered, grabbing her credit card her absentee
father feeds her money on each month for “emergencies”.
“Well it looks sexy at least,” Cordelia was grinning widely. “Or at least I
think it did when I caught a glimpse of it. Can’t really tell with the whole,
white bandage and gauze over it.”
“Who knew a tattoo would be so painful?” Buffy asked, itching to rub the middle
of her lower back where her new tattoo of a blood red heart with a spike through
it was now located.
“Um, I did,” Willow raised her hand.
Buffy raised a questioning eyebrow toward her as Sparky was swiping her credit
card through the register.
“No, I don’t have any. The whole needle thing gives it away,” Willow answered.
“Oh,” Buffy’s face dropped. “Right.”
---
“What about this?” Tara held up an outfit.
“Nope, too simple,” Cordelia barely glanced at it, while searching through the
racks of clothing.
“What about this?” Willow held up another outfit.
“Nope, too homey,” Cordelia tossed it aside.
“What about this?” Anya help up a third outfit.
“Nope, too dull,” Cordelia sighed, realizing her idea of Buffy’s dream outfit
she had a of vision in her head was hopeless. Cordelia knew what Spike liked; he
was a fling of hers after all.
“What about this?” Buffy help up a forth outfit.
Cordelia actually took the time to turn around and look at the outfit that Buffy
was holding up. She rolled her eyes, “Joining a convent?”
Buffy blushed and put the wholesome outfit back on the rack.
Cordelia frowned, knowing it was hopeless. Well, at least she thought it was
until something caught the corner of her eye. Turning around to the rack behind
her, Cordelia gasped.
She picked up the outfit and checked the size. It matched Buffy’s! She looked
over the material, over all the fabric, over the shape, everything. There was
only one word in her head that could describe it.
Perfect.
---
TBC!!!
A/N: I hope you all like it! I finished writing the whole change, but I realized
that it was rather long, and instead of giving you one big update, I’ll give you
an update today and tomorrow! Sound good? Well, review if you want the update
tomorrow. Oh, and review if you like the story, or even if you don’t!
Don’t worry, I also know that the guy’s had no idea at the graduation carnival
what Spike’s look was going to be. They don’t now do they? So they won’t then
either! They just know now he’s going to have one, but for some reason while
watching the movie, I felt that they knew that Danny was going to. Hope you
enjoyed the update!
Grease
Chapter 26
“I’m scared, why do I feel scared?” Buffy asked the girls. They were in
Cordelia’s house, and Buffy was sitting at the vanity in her bedroom.
“Because you’re getting super sexy for your man, and the whole graduating class
is going to see it at the carnival for the first time, including Spike,” Anya
told her in a ‘duh’ voice.
“But what if he doesn’t like it?” Buffy chewed on her bottom lip worriedly.
“Stop chewing on your lip, I’m trying to do your makeup!” Anya growled.
Tara started giggling from her spot on Cordelia’s king size canopy bed. “Buffy
sweetie, relax. Spike would be crazy not to like it or you.”
“Thanks Tara,” Buffy offered her a small smile as a tiny blush crept across her
cheeks.
From an outsider, this would be a hysterical sight: a gorgeous blonde girl
sitting at a vanity with her hair all over her head in curlers, with another
gorgeous blonde doing her makeup, and a redhead giving her a manicure and
pedicure, while two others sit on the bed watching.
But Buffy still had butterflies in her stomach, despite Tara’s kind words.
“Buffy! Lip!” Anya yelled.
Buffy couldn’t help but moan.
---
Spike stared at his reflection in the mirror. He was still wearing his favorite
pair of black jeans and his Doc Martin boots, and his tight black shirt. But,
over his tight black shirt that showed his delicious abs (which of course, he
knows he has), he was wearing a silky blue shirt. He remembered when he met
Buffy in Hawaii, she told him, “I love when you wear blue. It brings out your
eyes.” Overtop of that, he was wearing his new letterman jacket, which he got
for lettering in track. No one knew about it yet, and he didn’t want them to,
for it would ruin his Big Bag image. But for Buffy, Spike would wear it.
Deciding that this outfit might not be enough to do the trick, Spike started
messing with his eyes. Picking up a pair of wire-rimmed glasses, Spike tried
them on.
‘Oi mate! What the bloody hell are you trying to do to yourself? Take a nice
soddin’ walk down memory lane? I bloody well think not!” Spike mentally yelled
at himself.
Putting the glasses back in their respective case and then into the top drawer
of his dresser, Spike decided that his contacts would most definitely stay. It
was time to go to the carnival.
---
Buffy stepped out of Cordelia’s bathroom that is joined to her bedroom. “How do
I look?” She asked, trying not to ruin her lip gloss by nibbling on her bottom
lip.
Cordelia gasped as the rest of the girls squealed. At the same time they all
yelled, “GOREGEOUS!”
---
TBC!
Grease
Chapter 27
Principal Snyder cleared his throat before turning the loudspeaker on.
“Attention seniors,” He spoke into the microphone, “Before the graduation
carnival begins, I hope that your years here at Sunnydale High have prepared you
for college and your future. Who knows? Maybe one of you will actually become
someone great: a future Eleanor Roosevelt, or maybe a Sammy Sosa. You will
always remember your great years you had at Sunnydale though, and what you
became during these four years. Sunnydale forever. Bon voyage.”
Principal Snyder cleared his throat and turned to look at his assistant who was
bawling her eyes out. “Oh Blanche stop blubbering,” He ordered her, handing her
a box of Kleenex.
---
The bell rang and students poured out to the parking lots, ready to go home
because another year of high school if over with. On the flipside of the school,
seniors poured out of the back doors and made their way to the sports fields for
the graduation carnival. Let the fun begin.
---
“How many?” Mrs. Blanche, who was attempting to make cotton candy asked Tara.
“One,” Tara replied, while chewing on a corn dog.
---
“I don’t believe it!” Xander complained, staring at the terrifying piece of
paper in his hands.
“What?” Oz asked, walking beside him.
“I flunked Physical Education! How can I flunk phys. Ed?” Xander whined.
“I don’t know. Did I even take it?” Oz asked him, his brow raised in confusion.
“Step up, right here! It’s for a wonderful cause- the teacher’s retirement fund.
Give a teacher a pie in the face! ” A teacher was advertising.
Xander and Oz, liking to cause destruction and disturbance to teachers, of
course walked over.
“Coach Calhoun! How could you flunk the T-Birds?” Xander asked, giving the
teacher working the booth a dollar and picking up a pie.
“You’ll get your diplomas,” Coach Calhoun promised the boys as he stuck his head
through the hole of the stand. “Just come to summer school!”
“Summer school!” Xander yelled outraged. “Look out!”
He chucked the pie at Coach Calhoun, missing to the right of his head by a good
three feet.
“If you had come to class, you wouldn’t have missed,” Coach Calhoun mocked
Xander.
“Wise guy huh? Take that!” Xander tried again, this time missing on the left by
a good three feet.
Coach Calhoun chuckled, “You couldn’t even pitch an inning.”
Jonathan came up to the stand, and handed the teacher a dollar. Grabbing a pie,
he aimed and fired. He hit Coach Calhoun dead in the center of his face.
Coach Calhoun licked the icing of the pie off of his lips. “Hey kid! What’s your
name? I want you for the team.”
“Jonathan. It’s Jonathan!” Jonathan told him, happy that he had some sports
talent after all.
“You’re a great pitcher,” Coach Calhoun complimented him.
“Thank you sir.”
Xander was beyond pissed. Grabbing a pie without paying, he shoved it into a
beaming Jonathan’s face. “Loser.”
Oz and Xander glared at him one more time, before walking off.
---
“Cordy! Hey Cordelia!” Angel shouted up to the pretty brunette on the Ferris
wheel. “Get off that thing! You have a medical condition!”
“It was a false alarm!” Cordelia shouted back happily. “I’m not pregnant!”
“Whoo! Whoo!” Angel shouted happily, holding on to a bar of the Ferris wheel.
Cordelia’s seat came to a stop at the bottom, and she said goodbye to Anya who
she was sitting with, then ran into Angel’s arms.
“I’ll make an honest woman of you,” Angel promised, before smashing his lips to
his.
Before he could get her to respond, Cordelia broke away. “If this is a line, I
ain’t biting.”
“That’s a bona fide offer sweetheart,” Angel promised her, looking into her
eyes.
“Well, it’s not a moonlight stroll and roses but-,” She began, before she shut
up and jumped up wrapping her legs around Angel’s waist and smashing her hips to
his for a passionate kiss. This is the way graduation is supposed to go.
---
“Oh my god! Look, it’s Zuko!” Gunn shouted, slapping Xander on the shoulder to
follow his gaze.
Xander and Oz turned to look at where Gunn was pointing, and sure enough, there
was a different looking Spike walking toward them. Xander and Oz’s jaws joined
Gunn’s on the floor.
“Zuko you’ve got to be shitting us,” Oz told him, shock spreading across his
usual stoic face.
“Well,” Spike said with a smirk, holding out his arms to his sides in a fashion
of saying ‘check me out’. He then proceeded to turn around like a model, and
gave the guys a little shake of his ass when his back was facing them.
“What is this, Halloween?” Xander asked.
“Yeah, who did you swipe the letterman jacket from? Hopefully that big oaf
Riley,” Gunn said.
“Nope. It’s mine,” Spike told them, playing with his sleeves.
“What do you mean it’s yours?” Oz asked.
“Well, why you dumbasses were out stealing hubcaps, I was lettering in track,”
Spike told them.
“Whoa, and on top of that, you’re wearing color!” Xander stated the obvious,
pointing at Spike’s silky blue shirt.
“I can’t believe it. Spike Zuko turned jock!” Gunn exclaimed.
“That’s right,” Spike told him, getting annoyed, and looking around for Buffy.
“Have any of you seen Buffy?” Spike asked.
“No. But seriously man, what are you doing? Deserting us?” Xander asked.
“You guys can’t follow a leader all of your lives. Besides, you know you mean a
lot of me; it’s just, Buffy does too. I’m going to do anything I can to make
sure she’s my girl. That’s all,” Spike informed them.
Oz caught a flash of golden blonde in the corner of his eye and turned to look.
Letting out a wolfish whistle and thinking he couldn’t take anymore shock, Oz
alerted the other guys to Buffy’s presence.
“BUFFY!” Spike yelled, surprised. His eyes were roaming all over her body; up
and down, side to side. She was wearing a silver sequin tank top that showed a
decent amount of cleavage and left her midriff bare. Her low rise black leather
pants gave away her every curve and accented her hips. She had on platform black
heels and a Pink Ladies jacket over top her tank top- the girls finally welcomed
her into their gang. Her blonde hair was curly, wavy, and twirled but still long
enough to cascade down her shoulders. Her makeup was smoky around her eyes, and
she had a dark shade of red lipstick over her lips and shiny lip gloss overtop
of that. ‘She looks perfect,’ Spike thought in his head, his eyes not leaving
her body.
“Tell me about it, stud,” Buffy said, taking a puff on the cigarette she was
holding. Subtly, she was also taking in Spike’s appearance, loving the blue
shirt.
Spike didn’t know what to say, so he burst into song, figuring that lyrics could
explain better what he was feeling.
---I got chills, they're multiplyin', and I'm losin' control---
Spike saying his heart out, all the while pulling his letterman jacket off of
him, and throwing it aside, realizing Buffy didn’t want that look, she wanted
him.
---Cause the power you're supplyin', it's electrifyin'---
Faking passing out, Spike fell down to the ground on his knees in front of
Buffy.
A crowd had developed, and all the Thunderbirds and Pink Ladies were front row.
Buffy looked over to the girls with a questioning glance while holding up her
cigarette. Anya made the motion of throwing it to the ground and stomping it
out. Buffy copied her and did just that. She then lifted up her leg and used her
foot to push Spike down. She then also began to sing
---You better shape up, cause I need a man, and my heart is set on you
You better shape up, you better understand, to my heart I must be true---
Buffy moved past Spike and he followed behind her. They made their way onto a
fun walkthrough ride, and she turned around to look him in the eye. Together
they sang.
---Nothing left, nothing left for me to do
You're the one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
The one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
The one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
The one I need (the one I need), oh yes indeed (yes indeed) ---
Buffy smashed her lips to his and just as quickly as she started it she broke
apart, and made her way onto the shake shack. Buffy shrugged her jacket off and
tossed it to Willow, then began singing suggestively while running her hand up
and down her body.
---If you're filled with affection, 'n you're too shy to convey
Meditate my direction, feel your way---
Spike looked at her, the love clear in his crystal blue eyes. Wanting her to
understand that he knew what she was saying, Spike sang back his response. Which
she responded to line for line.
---If you're filled with affection, 'n you're too shy to convey
Meditate my direction, feel your way
I better shape up, cause you need a man
I need a man, who can keep me satisfied
I better shape up, if I'm gonna prove
You better prove, that my fate is justified
Are you sure? Yes I'm sure down deep inside---
They sang together as they rocked back and forth in each others arms on the
shake shack. Making their way down slowly step by step, they sang out the final
chorus of their song.
---You're the one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
The one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
The one that I want (you are the one I want), ooh ooh ooh, honey
The one I need (the one I need), oh yes indeed (yes indeed) ---
Buffy then jumped into his arms, wrapping her leather clad legs around his waist
and he spun her around, both of them grinning like idiots and never breaking eye
contact with each other. Spike set her down, still staring into her hazel green
eyes, and he brushed a piece of her hair out of her face. He then smashed his
lips to hers in a tender, yet passionate kiss, thinking in his head, ‘I
graduated high school and got the girl of my dreams. Life can’t get any better
than this.’
---
TBC!!
A/N: Well, one more chapter to go, and we all know what happens in that one. I’m
sad to see this come to an end, but it has :(. Read and review please to start
of my New Year great :). Happy New Year to all of you!
Everything in the first chapter. I don’t own Grease or BTVS….blah-dee blah.
Author’s Note: Well guys, this is it: the very end of Grease. I’m sad to see it
go, and according to some of your reviews you guys are too. I’ve got some of you
saying you would like a sequel. What about the rest of you? Do you want one as
well? Just let me know, I’m here to write for you. If you want me to email you
back a response or such, leave your e-mail, because some of you ask me to do
that, but I don’t have your e-mail! Okay no more stalling…the last chapter of
Grease is here. Read and review one last time please!
Grease
Chapter 28--Epilogue
Buffy stood watching Spike try to win her a huge stuffed animal teddy bear, but
bringing the sledgehammer down. She wasn’t watching the light go up to the bell
though, she was watching the way his muscles worked under his t-shirt. Of
course, he did it for her; the light hit 100 and the bell rung. Holding her new
bear, Buffy fell into his arms, not remembering the last time she had ever been
so happy.
Spike kissed the top of her hair, then turned to look at Willow who was running
toward the gangs.
“Guys! Guys! Everybody! Cordelia and Angel made up!” Willow screamed excitedly
as she reached the group.
“All right!” Everyoned cheered happily.
“Oh look, the gang’s all together,” Willow sighed happily, holding on to Oz’s
arm. Spike was standing behind Buffy, his arms around her waist and his chin
resting on her shoulder. Cordelia and Angel couldn’t keep their lips off of each
other. Anya and Xander were glancing at each other with lusty eyes, thinking
they were subtle, but everyone noticed.
“What happens after graduation?” Gunn asked. “Maybe we’ll never see each other
again.”
“No that will never happen you wanker,” Spike glared at Gunn for even mentioning
such a thing.
“How do you know?” Xander asked.
“How do I know?” Spike repeated. “What do you mean how do I know? I know
everything. Have I ever lied to you?” He used his free hand to push Xander in
the shoulder.
“No but-,” Before Xander could finish what he was saying, a gong rang out
throughout the carnival.
Spike grinned before throwing up his arm, “A WOP BABA LU-MOP!”
Everyone else smiled knowing where Spike was going with this, “AND WOP BAM
BOOM!”
At that moment, everyone knew that it would all be okay, and that everything
happens for a reason. Not caring about the future or the past, but instead
living in the now, everyone started singing and dancing together throughout the
fields of Sunnydale High.
---We go together like ramma lamma lamma ka dinga da dinga dong
Remembered forever as shoo-bop sha whada whadda yippidy boom da boom
Chang chang changity chang shoo bop that's the way it should be
Waooo Yeah
We're one of a kind like dip da dip da dip do whap de dobby do
Our names are signed boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy shooby do wap shoo bop
Chang chang changity chang shoo bop we'll always be like one
Wa-wa-wa-one
When we go out a night (oh-h oh)
And stars are shining bright (oh-h, oh)
Up in the skies above
Or at the high school dance
Where you can find romance maybe it might be lo-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uve
Ramma lamma lamma ka dingity ding da dong
Shoo bop shoo wadda wadda yippity boom da boom
Chang chang changity chang shoo bop
Dip da dip da dip do wop da dooby do
Boogy boogy boogy boogy shooby sho wap sho wap
Sha na na na na na na na yippity dip da do
Ramma lamma lamma ka dingity ding da dong
Shoo bop shoo wadda wadda yippity boom sha boom
Chang chang changity chang shoo bop
Yip da dip da dip shoo bopp sha dooby do
Boogedy boogedy boogedy boogedy shooby do wap sho bop
Sha na na na na na na na yippity dip da do
A womp bop a looma a womp bam boom
We're for each other like womp bop a looma a womp bam boom
Just like my brother is sha na na na na na na na yippity dip da do
Chang chang changity chang shoo bop we'll always be together
Waooo Yeah!
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together
We'll always be together---
Spike and Buffy had somehow made their way to his car in the middle of the song.
Sitting together in the DeSoto, Spike looked into Buffy’s eyes after a heated
kiss with her. He was unsure when he told Xander that everything would be
alright, he just wanted to make everyone feel better, including himself. But
now, looking into Buffy’s eyes, Spike knew he was telling the truth. Life was
good, and everything would be alright. Grinning like an idiot, Spike decided to
be risky on his last day at Sunnydale High, and he drove through the crowded
fields of Sunnydale High, saying goodbye to his graduating class. Buffy was
curled up into his side, smiling as well. Yes, life really was good. After all,
Grease is the word.
---I solve my problems and I see the light
We got a lovin' thing we gotta feed it right
There ain't no danger we can go to far
We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word
They think our love is just a growing pain
Why don't they understand it's just a crying shame
Their lips are lying only real is real
We stop the fight right now we got to be what we feel
Grease is the word (its the word that you heard)
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling
We take the pressure and we throw away
Conventionality belongs to yesterday
There is a chance that we can make it so far
We start believing now that we can be who we are
Grease is the word
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Now Grease is the way we are feeling
This is a life of illusion
Wrapped up in trouble, laced with confusion
What are we doing here?
We take the pressure and we throw away
Conventionality belongs to yesterday
There is a chance that we can make it so far
We start believing now bet we can be who we are
Grease is the word
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling
Grease is the word
It's got groove it's got meaning
Grease is the time, is the place, is the motion
Grease is the way we are feeling
Grease is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word
Is the word---
The End!!!