Daniel: *walks on stage* Even though by now it is painfully obvious that this sort of thing is no longer original, and that the best is the original, I thought I would have a go. However, I do have to thank Hika, and my future wife Doodles (whose name is most certainly not Dora), for inspiring countless…*counts*…dozens to try their hand at this kind of pointless humor. Here’s another one. Let’s see how it goes…*walks off stage*

*lights dim, drumroll*

Voice: Live! From an unnamed and unimportant part of the Middle of Nowhere (also known as Utah), it’s…

Daniel and Danielle: THE…

*commercial*

Danielle: -well, that’s that. I hope you never cause another audience member to faint ever again!

Daniel: It was disgusting, wasn’t it?

Danielle: Very much so. ANYway, let’s bring out our SECOND GUEST, Faye Valentine!

*applause, random people, with an impossible amount of bullet holes in or around their chest/abdomen area, drag in Faye*

Faye: *pulls out gun and shoots at Daniel and Danielle*

Both: *Matrix-y movies*

Faye: o.O;;

Daniel: Whee! Hello…MS. VALENTINE!

Danielle: Hear that? *silence* Hear THAT?! *sound of train approaching* THAT is the sound of inevitability. It is the sound…

Both: OF YOUR DOOM! MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

Faye: O.O;;; *reaches for cigarette*

Both: AH! CANCER STICK! KILL IT! *grabs cigarette and stomp on it and point to giant neon sign that says ‘No Smoking’ in forty-five languages*

Faye: Well, how was I supposed to know? English (and/or Japanese) isn’t on there!

Danielle: It’s not? *looks at sign* Well, what do you know.

Daniel: Hmm. We should get that fixed.

Both: *nods*

Faye: o.o;

Daniel: *ahem* ANYway, welcome to the-

*commercial*

Faye: No, really.

Danielle: That’s just…bizarre.

Daniel: *nods*

Faye: *nods*

Danielle: *nods*

Daniel: Aiight, let’s get on with the questions!

Danielle: Question.

Daniel: What?

Danielle: We only got one question.

Both: ;.;

Daniel: Who is it from?

Danielle: Hikaness. *does double-take* HIKANESS?

Everybody: *celebrates*

Daniel: My inspiration!

Danielle: My creator!

Faye: The reason I wish I were dead!

Both: *look at her oddly*

Faye: Well…I’m here, right?

Daniel: Yeah, but we haven’t done anything to you.

Faye: YOU STOMPED ON MY CIGARETTE! MY WILL TO LIVE IS GONE!

Danielle: Cancer sticks.

Faye: Huh?

Danielle: Call them ‘cancer sticks’.

Faye: NO!

Danielle: YES!

Daniel: Cat fight! *hands both of them bikinis and drags a kiddie pool full of mud on stage* Whee! *sits down again and looks at Faye and Danielle expectantly*

Danielle: o.O;

Faye: o.O;

Daniel: Oh…ok. QUESTION!

Danielle: OH YEAH! Hikaness (squee!) asks the first ever question, "Can your clothes get any more revealing, or is that about it? I mean... yeesh! o.O Look at 'em! AHH! *covers eyes* Maybe not."

Faye: Yes. They can get more revealing.

Daniel: How?

Faye: Like this-

*commercial*

Daniel: *lies unconscious on floor*

Faye: *looks pleased as she finishes adjusting her bra-type thingy to its original look*

Danielle: *looks at Daniel* Males.

Daniel: *wakes up, looks at Faye and points* You…you… *falls unconscious again*

Faye: I didn’t expect THAT. *grin*

Danielle: Yeah, yeah. You’d better get out of here before he wakes up again.

Faye: All right! *runs off stage. Gun shots heard from backstage*

Danielle: That’s the end. Next up, Grencia…Grencia…GREN. His name is GREN. Anyway, next up, Gren. Send in your questions! Bye!

*lights fade. Gurgling noises heard for some time afterwards*

A/N: *sniffsniff* No questions? What do I have to do, dance naked in peanut butter? o.O;; I hope not.

Send in questions PLEASE! *sobsob*