In 2015 Ike turned 35, October 21 to be exact. A computer program technician as they call it, a fancy phrase for games creator. His office was a cubicle, standard operations amongst about fifteen other guys all trying to impress head of SMARTS. Sabastian Market Artificial Robotic Technology Secret (SMARTS) Ike was the least known man in the office. Most of the co-workers were young nerds and into the gaming scene. Ike was the oldest. Ike was the plainest. Ike was the blandest human to ever walk this earth. At least that's what he was told by his now Ex Wife and how she put that in the local paper of their 'One Horse Town' The headline that capture that tiny community in such fashion, it'll be a story of its own.

Its been a year since Ike moved to Cordeiro Rock. An Italian Island within the Island, think of New Jersey! He got a cat named him buzzer. Watched his serial killer shows and ate microwave dinners. YES I know what you're thinking, this guy is going to turn out to be the psycho murderer! Nope, he is not.

Piper Herran was mentioned in an earlier tale and he exists more in detail in another novella simply titled Connors Island. However, he owns the clubs in this little world so follow along with me please. LOL

Piper also owned a popular hot spot on Cordeiro Rock; and he named if after his favorite nightclub on his favorite show- Babylon! This club was more of a picture-perfect homosexual club from the eighties. Cigarette smoke filled the room, drugs filled the noses of the patrons and Queens of all realms ruled the roost here!

One afternoon Ike was repeating every other day over again. Standing in line waiting on his local barista to finish his 2 shot extra hot, slim milk NO fucking foam splash of some sort of pick me up which was not an actual stimulant! Button up blue striped dress shirt, a cardigan over shadowing whatever look he was going for- which was none he had literally no taste in style. Brown corduroy pants, and his red hair growing wings from around his ears.

A walking grown up nerd version of Dennis the menace. As he stared blankly into the room, tilting his glasses he spots a colorful piece of paper attached to the community board. He steps toward said board and pulls off the advertisement inviting "him" to this club- Babylon. Ike, didn't realize that was a standing invitation for everyone to come so he took the entire sign.

As his Ex-Wife said Ike was the oldest. Ike was the plainest. Ike was the blandest human to ever walk this earth!

                 That Friday night it was on for Ike. He hadn't had plans since- well since he could remember! He decided NOT to have his evening tea after the freezer burnt pasta dish he had. NOPE tonight he was going to break out the cognac and taste while he put on his going out-outfit! A sweater vest white in color even though it was after labour day, yes he believed in such hetero norm things. Black dress pants and a black short sleeve button up collar shirt. He even took out the Brylcreem for the evening festivities. There he went down to Babylon at 6pm!

                                                                             Ike stood outside in the rain until the 9pm opening of the doors.

Once inside the young workers felt bad for his EVERYTHING and they gave him some towels to wipe off with. Curiously Ike asked why a bar would have towels. It was then explained that there was a bathhouse behind the bar. Ike had no idea what that actually meant, so he just nodded as though thinking it's the locker room where the staff showered. Yes, that's what that is exactly the bartender said to Ike. Cognac was ordered. Remember the man is only thirty five fucking years old, acting like he's ninety and in the gay world he already was a dinosaur and this whole EVERYTHING screamed dead to me in the homo world!

The club gets bumping around 11pm and more and more men flood the gate entering the hotspot. Ike started to see the lights and disco ball a swinging splendor and then the show began.

"Ladies and.... Ladies (everyone laughs) boys and twinks, married and straight (Everyone laughs louder) put your hands together for your featured performers of the night. Babylon Baddies!!!"  A few different men dressed as women crowd the stage and put on a comedy act and dance lip sync routine, and as they are performing one of the notice Mr. Cognac slowly shifting his hips and singing along. Where most of the younger crowd were waiting on DEM BEATS!! "Bom Bom" by Sam and the Womp was the featured song and only Ike knew it. It had only come out four years prior but the crowd never heard it. "Wait just a minute ya'll, now I know most of ya don't know this song but it's supposed to be fun, and the only one singing and dancing is the elder in the room!!

(Everyone turns and claps for Ike. He didn't catch on, until the spotlight was on him!) Oh, hello everyone, don't mind me I'm just having a little fun. Why don't you join us up here sir! (People laugh. Ike reluctantly takes the drag queen by her hand and goes on stage) What's your name sugar? Uh umm its Ike ( he makes the microphone squeal) Your kidding right? Your motherfucking name is Ike? Uh yes yes it is mam! Mam!! Dear Christ sugar, how old are you? (Everyone breaks out in a thunderous roar of laughter and clapping) I am thirty five, im a computer program technician at SMARTS! Honey no one hear knows what that is, and before you answer darling, we don't give a fuck!! (Laughter continues)

Say Ike do you wanna dance for us? Like how I was dancing? Sure, you do you, and we pick the song!" (more laughter)

                            Madonna's 'Vogue' comes on and all the boys begin to sway!

                                       Ike walks slowly up the dance floor and stops in the middle. He starts snapping his fingers to the cue, then strikes a picture pose! Then another and it begins VOGUE different stances looking around on the stage. Full on performing the lyrics. "I know a place where you can get away- its called the dance floor and here's what its for.... VOGUE let your body go with the flow!.... If the music's pumping it'll give you new life!!" Now Ike is spinning all over the stage bumping and grinding with the other queens! "MOVE to the MUSIC" He cries out! Then he takes the microphone and sings:

                             "        Greta Garbo, and Monroe. Dietrich and DiMaggio. Marlon Brando, Jimmy Dean on the cover of a magazine!

Grace Kelly, Harlow, Jean- Picture of a beauty queen. Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire Ginger Rogers dance on air!

                                 They had style, they had grace... Rita Hayworth gave good face. Lauren, Katherine, Lana too, Bette Davis we love you!

Ladies with an attitude- Fellows that were in the mood- Don't just stand there lets ger to it

                                                       Strike a pose, there's nothing to it! VOGUE"

Hands clasp his back, he arches and then off comes his sweater vest. Now an entire black attire. His glasses come off and his hair unravels into a messy red swirl. His freckles shine in the light of the disco ball. He lifts his arm and slowly caresses his body. Bends his knees and does a subtle twerk like he has come to life! Then mocking the motion of fucking a donkey bareback doggie style he mimics the actions on stage full throttle.  "Don't just stand there, lets get to it!! The crowd is in absolute love with Mr. Cognac and the applause is glass shattering!

That was the beginning of Dancy Queen! Ike was reborn that evening and even surprised himself. Soon Ike took up residence- stage residence at Babylon. He was trained by the other queens and utilized his own name for his stage name! It would be at Babylon any given Friday night Dancy Queen could be found!

By day he still remained Ike, but with a fresh twist. He was glowing now. His glasses were replaced with contacts, his attire changed to more high-end brand fashion! His red locks curled and flowing!

His blue eyes shimmered in the light of the sun everyday! Ike had become a whole new man, and a popular one at that too. He presented more masculine and often was seen with other masculine men. Ike made the good straight boys go play on a daily!!

Every week he had a new man on his arm for a date, movie, dinner around town at events. He even moved up at SMARTS as head Gamer!! He changed the title and took a managerial role!

        A couple years later and a few hundred men under his belt, Dancy Queen's show was number one! On this evening he was going to perform an iconic routine to the one and only T. Hall's 'DEM BEATS' those who followed Dancy in his career and some whom even known of him as Mr. Cognac were to be dazzled with this triumph performance!!

Twelve AM witching hour strikes at October 21 2020 Dancy Queens Birthday Performance!

                     Babylon is at capacity. Line up around the block. All hotels on the rock are full. The city is a serious buzz with the performance of Dancy Queen this Friday night! Glitter dropping continuously from the ceiling of the club.

                                                     Piper stands off to the side with Jed (oops wrong story lol)

The three cages on the stage floor have two drag kings and one queen stripping and twerking! The patrons are passing around Molly. Purple smoke floods the club, one by one spot lights burst as Dancy makes her way to the stage. The DJ spins and sets up a set trap with killer reps beating on different albums but then the click click clack..

"Hey where my bad bitches at!! (Everyone cheers and the spot lights all around pop and the club erupts)

                            'They don't make dem beats like they used to,  They don't make dem beats

They don't make dem beats like they used to.... They don't make dem beats ..... They don't get they life like they used to....They don't get they life!

They don't click click clack like they used to, they don't click click clack!....

                           Dance til the night dies til the night dies LIVE to the sunrise, to the sunrise WORK Get your whole life , get your whole life

    We gon pose for that spotlight we gon dance till the night dies!!'

By the end of the night, Dancy is high on Molly and fucked off his tree both literally and figuratively. He comes too on the wet floor of the back room of the bathhouse. This back room was his private fuck spot for all the straights that hide to burry their hide.

Earlier this year Ike Dancy moved into the Thomas Craig suite 24. Single floor loft, lights are red tint with brilliance of yellow and the sun when it shines which is rare. Blinds shade out the beyond glass as the sun bothers him now a days. All black furniture: a round puff chair sits by the straight narrow floor to ceiling window in between the sitting area and kitchen. Ike still doesn't cook, but has his meals brought to him to fit the dietary restrictions and medications. His double bed lay off out of the light, couch off to the centre of the room. Magazine covers and spreads of Dancy Queen's limelight are highlighted around the loft for him to enjoy his own sight. Men don't come around here often anymore since the GRID overtook him.

                                                   His appearance slimmed him down, glasses have returned and were heavy on his weak skeleton pose.

That night he awoke in the bathhouse he had met a man named Scooter who served Dancy Queen up with more than he desired or knew at the time!

                                                             As Ike cuddles Buzzer, an envelope comes down through the heating duct above the window. Ike has received his invitation....                                                                        "I'm still fabulous Buzzer, give daddy a kiss"