Fizzarolli looking into his mirror, focused on a grey patch with a scar over his right eyebrow with great concern. Then he begins searching around the vanity area for something as Asmodeus and Danika stand behind the couch nearby. Danika is in her real human form because they know her secret from the last episode and she's still wearing her necklace just in case for anyone else. Though she is fixing her clothes that are a bit wrinkly and got some... "bruise" marks on her neck. After she was called by Fizzarolli to come over to their place to have a talk, Danika was surprise attacked by Fizzarolli and Asmodeus as they offer her to make a "mess" as her first time. Well, she couldn't say no to them after seeing how suggestive and needy they are and boy, did she had a helluva night...

"Oh, fuck. Mammon is gonna notice that. Ozzie! Dannyboo! Where did my foundation go?!"

"This is the tenth year in a row you've done this stupid pageant, Froggie. And you win every time! How come you're always so dead set on this?" Ozzie said.

"I wanna make Mammon proud, okay? He's- passionate about the craft of clown. He expects perfection, so I- I gotta be perfect." Fizz declared.

Fizzarolli slumps onto the couch as Asmodeus and Danika approach him. And Danika said first as she tried to talk him out.

"Fizz, you ain't perfect! Nobody is! How abooout, you sit this one out, and let someone else take the spotlight? You deserve a break. Or a vacation, where you don't have to fend off creeps the entire time." she suggested, massaging his shoulders to calm him down.

"I had to fend off creeps before the robots, I just have thirstier ones, now. Besides, I just- have to do this!" Fizz said and scoffed.

"Lemme rephrases: I don't like how many creeps you have now, thanks to Mammon." Danika frowned.

"And I don't like designing sex toys with your likeness for him! Pretty sure you feel the same." Ozzie added.

"I just don't think about it, a toy is a toy!" Fizz said in frustration before calming down. "Look, Ozz, Dan, I'm fine. Working for Mammon is a big deal to me. He's been my idol since I was five, I can't just- not compete! I'd be letting him down! Th-the fans down!"

"Mammon can eat my ass - in a bad way. Fizz, I've known that guy since the start of Hell," Ozzie said bluntly.

"And He. Fucking. Sucks. Always has! He doesn't even do clown shit anymore. And what I have heard is that Mammon is not a nice king of Greed and he's greedy about money and fame to take from you!" Danika added bluntly.

Then Asmodeus and Danika see the dejected look on Fizzarolli's face and let out a heavy sigh before Asmodeus hand him a small jar of foundation. (Apparently, he had it on him the entire time) Fizzarolli takes the jar and, while facing the mirror, appy soy some until the grey patch is gone.

"I just don't want you doing all this for someone's approval. Sometimes heroes let you down." Ozzie said.

"And he won't really care about everyone, even you but himself." Danika added.

"I know, guys. But, this- i-is for me. I don't wanna lose." Fizz spoke out.

While watching Fizzarolli prepare for the contest, Asmodeus and Danika begin to think of something.

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Meanwhile, with Blitz, alone in his house. He is sitting on his couch in the dark, while disgustingly eating cereal when his phone rings.

"Yello?" Blitz answered with his mouth full.

We intercut between Blit in his house, watching a movie about horses making out and devouring a large block of cheese whole, and Asmodeus and Danika standing behind a curtain in front of Fizzarolli's dressing room, initially keeping an eye on Fizzarolli before walking away to continue with his phone call.

"Is this- Fizz's former bestie, then lifelong enemy, then recent hero, now newly rekindled sort of friend, Blitz?" Ozzie asked.

"Ehn, that is a weird way to put it, but yup, that's me." Blitz said curiosity then said proudly.

"This is Asmodeus." Ozzie said his name through the call.

"Oh, shit. The big Ozz himself! Heh, is there a reason you're calling me on the weekend Your sin- sinners? Sinfulness? Sin- Royal, big man?" Blitz said surprised and stammering for saying royalty.

"Hi, boss I'm here too." Danika greeted.

"Oh hi Dan, I'm guessing you're there too, for helping Ozzie?" Blitz asked.

"That's right, and we need your help with Fizz." Danika answered.

"You've lived rent-free in Fizz's head for years, so I can't help but feel he values your take on things." Ozzie explained.

"Yeah, I was the one who usually had the stronger opinions. Yeah like, like one time, he tried convincing me that juggling was cool, but it's only a little cool at best." Blitz explained.

"Look, he's deadset on re-entering Greed's yearly clown pageant." Ozzie said.

"Wow, big fucking surprise there." Blitz said sarcastically.

"I was hoping to have some... backup in convincing him that this thing is a waste of time." Danika said.

"What? Why? Doesn't he always win?" Blitz asked, confused.

"Cause Mammon is a selfish, manipulative, piece of SHIT!" Ozzie said in anger as he calmed down and let Danika talk calmly.

"And Fizz... doesn't listen to us when we try to tell him that." Danika added with a frown.

"Well, my special skills are killing things without giving fucks, and pointing out people's flaws...Alright, count me in!" Blitz said, considering thinking some thought and he smiled to agree to convince Fizz.

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Then we jump to a circus tent in Greed as a crowd is gathered behind a blockage. Then a limousine arrives in front of a red carpet. Then Fizzarolli leaps out of the limo and greets the fans as they cheer him on.

"Hup- hup- Hey!"

Asmodeus teleports out in his lowkey form and Danika comes out in her purple Gothic dress, black high-heeled shoes, a purple bow headband with a purple veil in owl demon form while Blitz, dressed as a bodyguard, and faceplates onto the ground.

"Fuck!"

Fizzarolli, Danika, and Asmodeus walk down the red carpet, while Danika is holding Fizz's arm like a kind gentleman, and Blitz brushes himself off, and catches up with them, pulling a gun out.

"We love you, Fizz! Yeah, baby, yeah!" the crowd cheered Fizz's name.

"Wow, I have not been to a crowded event in years." Blitz commented, looking around.

"Can you remind me why you're here, again?" Fizz asked, annoyed.

"We uh- invited him. To help you, with extra security. You know, your fans." Danika explained as she waved at the crowd.

"Since only I can't be with you, we felt he'd be the next best thing." Ozzie added.

"He'd be the next best thing?" Fizz asked skeptically.

"Well, he and Danika kept you safe when I wasn't able to, so I trust that."

An imp child in the crowd lets out a high-pitched laugh, only for Blitzo to aim a gun at him. Asmodeus and Danika chuckles nervously.

"Mmm-hmm. L'il sus, babes." Fizz whispered as he wasn't sure about extra security with Blitz.

Fizzarolli walks ahead and asks Danika to keep an eye on him just to be sure as something can't go wrong and Danika nods in agreement. Asmodeus and Blitz share a knowingly glance at each other. Blitz nods and Asmodeus leaves the area. Blitz catches up with Fizzarolli and Danika.

"You're doing an awesome job, Fizzarolli!" the crowd cheered.

"Come on, it's just like old times. I'll make sure no one gives you shit, today." Blitz said.

"You mean besides you?" Fizz corrected him.

Suddenly, Mammon appears in a green, smokey explosion.

"Aaay, there he is!"

He holds Fizzarolli's face by the jaw.

"Now, how's my bright, shiny, brand baby doing? Ready to reclaim yo win another year? Yeah?"

"You know it, Mammon sir." Fizz said, his voice muffled.

"Good. Cause, you know, I saw your competition, and it's pretty stiff, right? You are gonna have to try extra hard like- fixin' that posture." Mammon puts Fizzarolli back down.

Then Fizzarolli straightens up.

"Not gonna lie, you're looking a bit chungo, yeah?"

Then Mammon pats Fizzarolli's skeleton-thin tummy in emphasis, causing Blitz to remove his sunglasses in disbelief. Danika watches their interaction just as in disbelief as her boss that Mammon is already criticizing Fizzarolli's body.

"Maybe lose a few so we don't gotta make any more adjustments to the Fizzies. People like 'em skinny as FUCK."

"Oh- right, sir. Of course! I'll work on that." Fizz said awkwardly as his ego deflated.

"What?!" Blitz said appalled.

"Seriously?" Danika quietly questioned, slightly angry.

Then Blitz approaches Mammon and Fizzarolli. Fizzarolli is nervous about introducing Mammon to Blitz and he starts to shake a little bit from the interaction.

"Oh? And who's this dumpster-diver ya got here with ya?"

"Hi, yes. Nice to meet you, I'm the one who saw through your fake-ass bullshit from the day I had to spend all my savings on the shit covered, dick show you called a performance. Thanks for that, by the way." Blitz said in a matter-of-fact tone

"Haha- ha- ignore him, sir. He's uh- he's like this all the time. He thinks he's funny." Fizz said nervously.

"Offended." Blitz frowned.

"Right, yeah. You can shut your (honk) c***-ass mouth, boy."

Mammon then turns to Danika, who already doesn't like him.

"And who's this lovely friend of yours?"

"Danika. Danika Nightingale. Daughter of the Goetia family." Danika formerly introduced herself in a flat tone. "I'm here to watch the show and make sure Fizzarolli is protected."

"Oh! Well then, nice ta meet ya, Your Majesty. Enjoy the show, and I'm sure he'll be alright."

Mammon smiles as he honks to Blitz and speaks briefly at Danika then he turns to Fizzarolli.

"I'll see you on stage! And don't forget to fuckin' smile Fizzarolli."

Then Fizzarolli gives Mammon a big smile and a salute. Then Mammon steps closer to the tent.

"The smile is the face people like to see from you!"

Mammon disappears in a puff of green smoke.

"Wow, that guy sucks so hard." Blitz said, deadpanning.

"Totally." Danika agreed.

"Look, Blitz, I don't know why Ozz and Dan brought you here, but can you at least not talk back to my boss?! I need this gig!" Fizz said in a frustrated tone.

"Why? Don't you have the world's best sugar daddy?" Blitz asked.

"I just need it, okay?!" Fizz sighed, then talked to himself. "Smile inside and out."

Fizzarolli walks further down the red carpet with a smile on his face while waving to the crowd as they cheer for him. Danika walks beside him, smiling and nodding at the crowd.

"We love you, Fizz! We love you, Fill! We love you, Fizz! Ready for another win, Fizz?" the crowd cheered.

"Oh, pfft. Well, I don't wanna assume, but, as always, I have an act that's without a doubt gonna-"

"fucking lose!" someone said in unison.

Then Fizzarolli stops and turns to see a demon with aquatic features stopped in front of him. The demon flips her fin hair and then moves to reveal her sister before they pose together. Then the crowd goes wild for the new addition: The Glam Sisters.

"Oooh, fun. You gals gonna be competing as well? That's really nice." Fizz gasped nervously.

But the girls continue posing as they speak.

"You can shut up now, you fugly imp." Glitz said.

"Yeah, see we didn't come to chat, we came to win." Glam added.

"Wow, what attractive attitudes you got." Fizz said.

"Like we care what your opinion is Fizza-uh..." Glitz stops to think.

"-Rotty!" Glam quickly responded.

"Shut up, I was thinking of one!" Glitz said in annoyance.

"Should've been faster." Glam said sassily.

"Whore!"

"Slow-ass, bitch."

"You know, it's pretty telling that you snatches can't even keep your stupid mirror schtick together. It ain't cute." Blitz commented.

"We don't need to." Glitz said.

"We put our energy towards our performance." Glam added.

"And winning Mammon's favor." Glitz finished.

"Oh, well. I look forward to seeing what you do, and may the best clown w-" Fizz said, smiling.

"We plan to." Glam Sisters said in unison.

Glam laughs as Glitz flips Fizzarolli off. Then the Glam sisters walk past Blitz, Danika, and Fizzarolli into the tent.

"-win." he finished.

Music starts.

"Aw, man. I didn't a rat's ass about this competition. But, Christ on a stick Fizz, pile drives those sluts." Blitz said.

"Yeah, I'm telling you, these clown sisters are definitely no good girls." Danika agreed with her arms crossed.

Fizzarolli begins to feel the pressure of the competition.

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Inside the tent where a shark-shaped arena is housing the competition. The contestants appear on stage under spotlights as the crowd goes wild. Mammon sits in a web-like seat at the very back, accompanied by two robo fizz's, one of them fanning him. Mammon sinks his teeth into a chicken drumstick as the contest begins.

https://youtu.be/rCJeOgrVqJA

"We've certainly got some quality up here tonight, folks. Will Mr. Ten years running come out on top? Or is it time for fresh meat?" Announcer begin the contest.

Fizzarolli preforms his juggling act on a unicycle, but he ends up with the balls bouncing off of his head.

Juggling, it's objectively cool
Our returning champ is nobody's fool
But, what's this?

The Glam sisters above him are on a tightwire. Glitz is sitting on a unicycle pedaling while holding up Glam, who is upside down and juggling the balls with her feet. Glam lets the balls fall, landing on Glitz's knee as she balances them perfectly.

The twins bring it up to the wire

Then the Glam sisters are lit on blue fire as they glare smugly.

Also, they're on fire

That's points for style (Points for style)
The crowd goes wild (Crowd goes wild)

Then the scoreboard changes, putting Glitz and Glam in the lead with 123 points. Fizzarolli trailing behind with 115.

It's the pie gag and the twins want a taste

Glitz and Glam smile to the audience as they pick up a pie with one hand and hold each other's free hand.

But, what's this?

The Glam sisters prepare to shove a pie in their face, when Fizzarolli appears in between them to take the hit. Then Glitz and Glam glare angrily as Fizzarolli sits down in a chair nearby, then he poses as a pile of pies drop on top of him. Then he kicks as a leg upward and smiles as the residue of pies land on the girls' heads.

It's Fizz in the face
He takes the cake and he eats it, too
He's hungry to win, and he's covered in goo

Then the scoreboard changes again, putting Fizzarolli in the lead with 375. Glitz and Glam trail behind with 327 points.

Ba-ba-balloons, he's pumping them out

Then Fizzarolli blows seven balloons up and then he twists them together to make an image of Mammon's head.

From where I'm sittin', you can hear the crowd (Ah-ah-ah-ah)

Then the Glam Sisters appear, holding a crown made out of balloons.

Not give a shit 'cause the twins are here

Then the Glitz and Glam place their crown on top of Fizzarolli's Mammon face, stunning him. Mammon laughs impressed with the action.

They're full of sin, and they're here to win

Then the scoreboard changes, once again, this time tying Fizzarolli and the Glam Sisters for first place with 666 points each. Then Glitz and Glam grin maliciously as they glare at a nervous Fizzarolli.

Holy moly
Things are not looking good for Fizz-a-rolli

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The crowd cheers as Mammon appears on stage.

"And, now, you (honk) c****, we're down to our clowny finalists." Mammon said to the crowd.

"Mammon! Mammon!" the crowd cheered for him.

Then the spotlight from behind Mammon blinds a topless fan, who is sitting on the shoulders of another imp holding a sign that says "Charge Me Mammon" and her credit card number. Then she falls backward into the crowd. Then Mammon rushes over and holds Fizzarolli up.

"My very own pride and joy, the marketable son I never had: Fizzarolli! And the surprisingly funny women act that made me reflect on my earlier statements:"

Then Mammon drops Fizzarolli as he approaches the other finalists, Glitz and Glam.

"The Glam Sisters!"

Then Glitz and Glam pose with Mammon. Then Fizzarolli puts on a forced smile for the audience before Mammon pulls him over.

"Now, we're gonna have a quick meet 'n greet with our finalists..."

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"So, fork it over, kiddies! You know it's worth it!" Mammon laughed maniacally.

Mammon continues laughing maniacally as he takes comically large bags of money from the guests before pushing and kicking them into the area. He notices that someone put lint and a coin and a paperclip in his hand and frowns, unimpressed. The poor imp child eagerly stands in front of him, until Mammon snaps his fingers and a minion places a "Poor Sap" bag over his head and takes him away.

Inside the "Meet 'N Greet" area, Glitz and Glam are posing for pictures while performing some acrobatic tricks. Fizzarolli, hiding behind a cardboard cutout of himself quietly approaches Mammon at the entrance.

"Hey, Mammon, uh- I may not be uh- i-in the right headspace to interact with the fans right now. Is it okay if I maybe skip the whole thing?" Fizzarolli asked.

"Psh, of course not." Mammon scoffed, still collecting money.

"I just really don't think that I'm really--"

Mammon picks Fizzarolli up by the face, muffling any explanations.

"Aaaw, come on, Fizzie, my boy. Don't you wanna do this for your fans? Listen to them!"

Then a crowd of rabid fans are waiting to meet Fizzarolli, including a giant hairless dog demon.

"They're dying to meet you! Dying to see your little Fizzie face! You gotta make a good impression, mate. The better the impression, the more they'll want a piece of you they can take home and fuck! Don't you want that, Fizzie? To be fucked?!"

"Uhhh... I mean, no, not really, actually." Fizz stammered.

"Fizzie, I-I'm not gonna lie, I want that. So, come on, just do this one thing for me." Mammon holds Fizzarolliis close to him, tightly.

"Okay, sir." Fizz said in a muffled voice.

"Aw, you're a bloody legend, Fizzie! They're gonna wanna fuck you," Mammom then hugs Fizzarolli tightly again. "like you're fucking my heart with joy right now! Now get out there and make me proud."

He puts Fizzarolli back down and pinches his cheek.

"You stupid, little (honk) c***." Mammon said excitedly.

Mammon disappears in a burst of smoke, causing Fizzarolli to cough, before Blitz appears nearby, hanging from the ceiling by a cord attached to his belt. However, Blitz is unable to get himself right side up.

"Wow, Fizz, you let him talk to you like that? Do you have some kinda secret kink I should know about or something?"

"It's just how he is." Fizz said.

"I mean. Shit, if he talked to me that way--" Blitz said.

"Ugh, it's fine." Fizz groans and walks over to meet his fans.

"Heya, folks! Where ya from?" he greeted.

One of the fans flashes her breasts at Fizzarolli.

"Oh! Lust, love it there, obviously. Wet Dreamsville, hah!" Fizz signs books, toys, and even a Hellhound's chest. "Best pharmacies in Hell! Ragesburg well."

He then speaks in southern accent.

"Nice to Meet cha, partner. Ha ha, I don't do accents. Fun!"

He hugs two fans.

"Ah, nice to meet you, too!"

Then stands in front of the crowd.

"Thank you so much for coming to the show."

"We love you, Fizz!" The crowd chanted "Fizz! Fizz! Fizz! Fizz!"

Fizzarolli frowns solemnly, until he notices a young imp holding a pen and piece of paper waving happily at him. Then he puts the pen and paper under his arm as he speaks to Fizzarolli through sign language.

"Fizzarolli! I'm a big fan!"

Fizzarolli blinks twice before smiling, using his hand gesture to get him to come over.

"Come on over here."

Then the kid rushes over and opens up his paper. Fizzarolli happily signs it and gives it to the kid, who smiles happily. Seeing that made Danika smile at the sight before her.

"I want to be a clown just like you." the kid sign language.

"You can do anything you want to do." Fizz sign Language, surprising Danika that he knows sign lanagauge and felt joy to see him happy.

Fizzarolli motions his hand to address the crowd.

"I hope you're excited about the big finale!" he announced.

"Boo! Boo! Sellout piece of shit!"

The crowd looks around confused, wondering where the booing was coming from. Fizzarolli gestures for the kid to head back into the crowd.

"Uh- wh- c-come again?" Fizz questioned nervously.

"Ughh, your act is such fucking trash; always has been."

The crazed "fan" climbs up behind the back of the crowd, revealing himself as Burnie Burnz, the imp stalker obsessed with Fizzarolli in the beginning.

"Except! now, I have to see your smug face plastered on everything, everywhere! And, you can read all about it on my review blog: fuckfizzbutnotinasexyway.compainer.com.org.gov."

Burnie falls back into the crowd after having lost his balance. Then Fizzarolli shifts nervously at the reunion.

"Hah, well. Anyway, folks, heh--"

Burnie reappears, having to have crawled his way to the front of the crowd.

"You're not even a clown anymore. All you do is work at that..." Burnie Birnz turns around as he stomps his foot, dramatically. "Overpriced, sleaze joint, and then every year, you come back here to put us through the same tired, old routine."

Blitz and Danika watch through the sniper scope as Burnie begins to approach Fizzarolli, forcing Fizzarolli back before recognizing him.

"Is there a single, original idea in that head?"

Then Fizzarolli finds himself literally backed into a wall with no way out.

"I uh- uh- uh-" Fizz's nervousness turned to panic and shaky laugh.

"You fucking suck, and so do your products. Your sexbots can't even get me off right, you know-" Burnie Burnz towering over Fizzarolli.

Then Blitz and Danika land in front of Burnie and Blitz aims his sniper rifle at him. Burnie freezes with his hands up, but it does nothing to stop him from talking.

"What? Still think you're too good to even talk to me? Still gotta get this chump to stand in for you? You're fucking pathetic." Bernie Burnz said passionately. "To think, what we could've been together..."

Then Burnie fantasizes himself and Fizzarolli holding hands happily skipping through a meadow, before shlifting to a ramp where Burnie wears a crown and a cape as if he were a king, holding a chain attached to the neck of Fizzarolli, wearing a latex stripper suit happily kneeling down on all fours.

"If you hadn't been too up your own ass to listen--" he then said furiously.

Then Blitz and Danika aim their guns forcefully at Burnie, happily willing to end Burnie's life in that instance.

"Yeah, one more word out of you, Twat-stain, Imma blow your head clean open in front of all these fucking kids." Blitz promised.

"And I don't like when you mess around with our friend, you piece of shit." Danika added angrily.

Blitz and Danika stop smiling and look back when they hear Fizzarolli hyperventilating, to his concern. Fizzarolli is clearly beginning to have a panic attack. Blitz's and Danika's concern turns to rage as Burnie starts laughing maniacally before they slam the hilt of their rifle into his face, knocking him down. Burnie's face is now bloodied and bruised, with one of the lenses of his glasses cracked from the impact.

"You're not done with me, Fizzarolli." he threatened.

Burnie runs back into the crowd and disappears. As Fizzarolli continues to hyperventilate, Blitz and Danika rush over and catch him when he collapses.

"Hey, hey- Woah, woah, you good?" Blitz asked.

"You're gonna be okay, Fizzy." Danika assured.

Suddenly, Mammon appears in a green smoke, throws Blitz and Danika aside, and holds Fizzarolli up.

"Yeah, mate? You alright, Fizzie?"

Fizzarolli looks up at Mammon, who glares at him, threateningly.

"Yeah- yeah, yeah, I'm fine. I'm- I'm fine, yeah, heh."

Mammon looks Fizzarolli over and smiles.

"Tell you what: I'll let the hotties go on before ya, give ya some time to get your shit together!"

Mammon grabbed Fizzarolli by the cheek and pulling him closer. As Mammon tells Fizz to get his shit together, again, 6 smaller eyes appear on his head, and electricity crackles around him as his voice gets more threatening.

"Get your shit together, Fizzie. You're a bloody legend." Mammon said quietly, but menacingly.

Mammon dropped the angry tone from his voice and tugged playfully at Fizzarolli.

"You're a bloody legend, ya bitch!" he yelled enthusiastically.

Mammon spins Fizzarolli, sending him tumbling toward the backstage entrance. Fizzarolli catches his breath, still shaken from the ambush. Blitz and Danika rush back over, still concerned for him.

"Oh, shit. That guy got to you, didn't he?" Blitz asked.

"You know you don't have to." Danika suggested.

"I do, guys. I do."

Then Fizzarolli walks over to the stage as Blitz and Danika rush after him.

"Fucking hell, Fizz this is stupid. That clown shit is not this important." Blitz said.

"This job is! Without it I'll lose-"

"Everything!"

The Glam Sisters laugh evilly as they step through the backstage door, with their eyes shining brightly through the dark before fading.

"Seriously, that guy is a fucking dick, and he's using you for everything, cause you're likable, and he's a fucking trash fire." Danika added.

"No, he's not! He's just trying to make me good enough." Fizz disagreed.

"Good enough for what?" Blitz and Danika questioned in unison.

After Fizz enters the stage, Danika speaks with Blitz about the clown contest of Fizz's decision.

"Blitz, I'm really worried about Fizz, and we need to do something."

"I know Dan, but there's nothing we can really do about changing Fizz's mind." he said sadly.

"Well, I'm not going to let sit here and watch Fizz complete some stupid contest, I gotta at least do something." she said with determine.

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Then the crowd settle down in their seats as the lights in the arena dim. Then pop music plays as Glitz appears inside a spiral whirlpool before cutting through it with her hand, beginning the song.

https://youtu.be/nyYUc89dkq4

Get ready for a new look
New rhythm and a new hook
Not here to cuddle, more like leave you in a puddle

Then Glam's arms move from two to four as Glitz appears from behind her in unison.

Little double trouble got ya boy shook

Glitz sings next and starts rapping.

Ha-ha, here's the sitch

Feed sin with ya taxes
Greedy greed wins where the cash is
Wanna sell my funny, slutty body to the masses

The Glam Sisters sings together and dances in sync.

Feelin' lonely on a Saturday night
Well, money can't buy happiness
But, it can rent you paradise

Then the spotlight changes to neon lights. Then the girls begin to float above the stage, rotating in a circle formation.

Give in to temptation
Take your time, I'll be patient
Be my little piggy, let me scratch your dirty itch

The music pauses, and the Glam Sisters sprout wings from their back, preforming aerobatic moves as they continue singing. Fizzarolli watches from behind the curtains, afraid that they may actually win the pageant.

I'm a klown, bitch!
Fix up your frown, bitch!
Gimme the crown, bitch!
You hear that sound
You're goin' down

Fizzarolli tearfully runs away from the backstage, passing Blitz and Danika. Danika looks worried for Fizz and then calls Ozzie on her phone. Then the girls hold each other as they lean back. Then water pours on them and lean upright again, flipping their fin hair for the audience and smiling.

'Cuz I'm a klown, bitch!