| CereCere with JunJun |
| "Now it's on to my second sister, JunJun. JunJun's training in the ohter room at the moment, so she should be in any time now." JunJun walks in the room a few minutes later. "Hey JunJun- can we do your interview now?" "I guess so... I mean, I just finished a wicked workout, and I could really use a bubble bath now..." "Oh you're fine. Sit down." "But-" "SIT!" JunJun sits in the nearest chair. "Yikes." "Much better. Now, this won't take very long. I'm just going to ask you a few questions about yourself, okay?" "Sounds alright to me." "Great. Here we go." |
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| "First off, what is your role here at the Dead Moon Circus?" "You know what I do..." "I know I know what you do.": "Then why did you ask it?" "Because these interviews I'm doing are going to promote the Quartet!" "Oohh... I see. Promos. Gotcha." "So your role is?" "I'm the Magician of Acrobatic Feats." |
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| "Could we have a demonstration?" "I just finished practicing!" "So? You're a tough cookie. Demo! Demo! Demo!" "Alright fine." JunJun starts to do back flips, and then does a series of flips using one hand. *Pant* "How was that?" *Pant* "Fantabulous!" "Is that even a word?" "It is now!" "You sease to amaze me, CereCere..." "I know... I'm a marvel...." "That's not what I meant..." "You didn't!?" |
| "Is that it for questions?" "Oh heck no! We'll move right into the next question then! So JunJun, why do you always take so long to get dream mirrors?" "I prefer it if my target has already achieved their dream. That way, they no longer need their dream mirror- easy pickin'." "So that's why... I thought you were just slow..." "CereCere!" "I'm kidding!" "You shouldn't condemn the way someone else does something. It doesn't make yourself look very nice." "It doesn't?" "Hell no. Can I even say hell?" CereCere shrugs. "I dunno. Just not in front of the little kids. It not like I've never heard you swear before." "I don't swear that much, dammit!" "Honey, you swear at the drop of a hat." "The hell I don't!" "See what I mean? Drop of a hat. . ." "Oh just shut the hell up." |