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WHY ME? Asks Why
Guests: X-Men, Brotherhood
Guest Authors: Lethal Fairy, Diamond Unicorn

WHY ME?: ~phony smile and phony cheery voice~ Good morning-

Diamond Unicorn: But, it's night.

WM?: Well, on the east coast it's morning.

DU: No it isn't...

WM?: Leave me alone! Good whatever damn time of the damn day it is!

Hank: ~pops out~ Watch the language! We're trying to keep a PG rating! ~leaves~

WM? ~mutters~ It's my damn show. Why'd I put him in charge?

Lethal Fairy: Cuz you're stupid! Now drop the phoney act and introduce our vict- guest!

WM?: ~glares at LF, sighs, puts the phony act back on~ Right, our first guest is... Hey, who's our first guest?

LF: Storm, you idiot! This is your damn show!

Hank: Language, we haven't installed the censor, yet.

WM?: It's my damn show! ~phony act~ So, let's introduce our first guest, Miss Munroe!

Ororo: ~walks into room, pauses when she sees her chair's a folding chair~ A folding chair?

WM?: We kinda ran low on funds...

DU: That's because you decided the hosts get expensive chairs.

LF: Yep! My chair, not even the gods and goddesses can get me out of it! *rocks happily in recliner*

WM?: Right, so, Miss Munroe, how old are you?

Ororo: I'm twenty-one.

WM?: What's your favorite kind of candy?

Ororo: Shocktarts.

LF: Surprise, surprise. Stop with these boring questions!

WM?: Shh! We'll get to the other questions LATER. Is your hair naturally white?

Ororo: Yes.

WM?: And your eyes are naturally blue?

Ororo: Yes.

WM?: Are you and Mister Logan going out?

Ororo: Yes- what?

LF: There you have it! They're dating! So, how long have you been a couple?

Ororo: We are only friends.

WM?&LF: ~glance at each other~ Right. 'Close friends'.

LF: How long have you two been seeing each other?

Ororo: We see each other every day.

WM?: Stop with the stupid act!

LF: Why, you play the phony act.

WM?: I'm the damn main host! I do whatever I damn well want to!

DU: I'm trying to read a book, can you two be quiet...? ~goes back to some book with a horse on the cover~

LF: She's always reading...

WM?: So, how long have you and Logan been dating?

Ororo: I told you, we are just friends.

LF: Friends that see each other EVERYDAY. Friends that are always mysteriously not in the show. Friends-

Ororo: Fine, four months.

LF: And the truth comes out.

WM?: How long have you been 'together'?

Ororo: What? 'Together'?

LF: You heard the question!

Ororo: I don't know what you mean.

LF: Fine, I'll translate. How long have you two been having sexu-

Hank: Censors are now installed.

LF: What? ~shrug~ How long have you two had ****** **********? What the ****?!

WM?: **** him! So, Miss Munroe?

Ororo: Um, I have to go. ~walks off stage quickly~

LF: Well, we got nothing out of her.

WM?: Yes we did. We now know that she and Logan are having ***.

LF: These stupid censors.... Can I kill Mister McCoy?

WM?: Later... Next guest: Mister Logan!

Logan: ~enters stage and looks at the new lie detector~ This wasn't here before.

LF: Yes it was!

WM?: ~pushes Logan into chair, chair locks him in~ It was there all this time! It's all in your mind, there's no electric chair, you're relaxing. Anyway, my first question is: How long have you and Miss Munroe been 'together'?

Logan: We're not together. ~zap~ What the ****?

LF: It zaps you when you're lying. ~turns little knob all the way up~ Full powah!

WM?: Now, answer our question, Mister Logan.

Logan: Why do you want to know? ~zap~ I asked a question! ~zap~

LF: We ask the questions here, buddy! So, how long have you and Miss Munroe been 'together'?

Logan: We're not 'together'! ~zap~ *****************************************************!

LF: And this man is suppose to set an example for teenagers? ~sadly shakes head~

WM?: So, wanna answer the question yet?

Logan: I have! ~zap~

WM?: LIAR! You're not suppose to lie to children, you know it damages their minds!

Logan: I'm not sayin' anything! ~zap~

LF: You really hate the healing factor and metal right now, don't ya?

Logan: ~growl~ Ok, one week. ~zap~

LF: We heard different.

WM?: According to the lie detector, you're lying.

Logan: Fine, two weeks! ~zap~ One month. ~zap~ I told the truth! ~zap~ Ok, fine, four months! ~zap~ Fine SIX! ~no zap~

WM?: The truth comes out!

LF: But Miss Munroe said they've only been dating for four months... She was LYING!

WM?: So, how long have you been dating?

Logan: Seven months. ~zap~

LF: Have you EVEN gone out on a date?

Logan: Yeah. ~zap~

WM?: ~gasp~ They probably just ran into each other's arms...

LF: ~clears throat~ Moving on!

Logan: You ****ing kids let me go! ~zap~

WM?: Should we let 'im go?

LF: ~shrug~ For right now.

WM?: ~phony smile~ Let's move on to the next guest. Kitty!

Kitty: ~walks out on the stage, sits down in new recliner~

WM?: Where the hell did that recliner come from?

LF: The Magical Author's Silver Gel Pen That Never Runs Out Of Ink.

WM?: Why does she get a recliner?

LF: Because she's my favorite character!

WM?: Talk about irony... It's my show!

LF: I don't give a ****!

DU: Both of you be quiet.

WM?: Fine then! So, um... Kitty, how long have you and Lance been 'together?'

Kitty: Are you asking that to everyone?

WM?: Yes. Yes, I am.

Kitty: Me and Lance aren't 'together.'

Kita~offstage~: Yeah, right! My room's right next to yours...

Kitty: Kita, be quiet!

Kita~offstage~: ~imitation of Lance's voice~ Hey, Kitty, let's rock the bed!

Kitty: ~blush~ KITA! Stop it!

Kita~offstage~: ~imitation of Lance's voice~ Kitty, I'll rock your world!

Kitty: ~blushs even more~ KITA, I SWEAR!

Lance~offstage~: DIE, KITA!

Kita~offstage~: Aw, it's ok Lance. Kitten told me you were smaller and thinner then a needle, but she still loves you.

Lance~offstage~: I'm not smaller and thinner then a needle!

Kita~offstage~: You just can't give her what she needs Lance... But, obviously she can give you what you need. So, what does she do to make you call her a Pretty Kitty?

WM?: Where does she get all this stuff?

Kitty: I don't know, but I'm going to kill her. ~storms offstage~

WM?: Ooookkkk... next guest: Tabby!

Tabby: ~sits on recliner~

WM?: How come she gets a recliner...?

LF: She and Kitty are both my favorite characters! ~happily rocks in recliner~

WM?: ~glare at LF~ I hate you. ~to Tabby~ Now, how long have you and Kurt been 'together?'

Tabby: I don't think Blue wants me telling you.

WM?: Of course he does!

Kurt~offstage~: Nein I don't!

WM?: ~glare~ **** him... So, have you and Kurt found any other uses for his tail?

LF: And she says I have a sick mind...

Tabby: I don't think he wants me telling you that either.

WM?: Ok, how old are you, Tabby?

Tabby: 16...

WM?: What's your favorite color?

Tabby: Hmm...

Kurt~offstage~: It's blue!

Tabby: Kurt, don't speak for me! It's blue.

WM?: I'm glad to see she has a mind of her own.

LF: If Kurt's covered in blue fur, then is his-

WM?: NEXT QUESTION!

LF: ~rolls eyes~

WM?: You're not included in the next talkshow!

LF: Woe is me.

WM?: Um... Next guest! Rogue!

~Tabby leaves, Rogue comes in, sits down~

WM?: What's your favorite color?

LF: ~pulls anime-style hammer out of the air, smacks WM? in the head~

WM?: ~Rubs her head~ Where did you get that?!

~anime-style hammer vanishes LF smiles innocently~

WM: ~takes out light saber (I don't own those) tries to hit LF with it but misses by a lot and hits camera~ Oops....uh....

~Screen blanks out~

DU: We're experiencing technical difficulties...This is not a test...I repeat this is not a test.

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(By the way, LF and WM? wrote this at three in the morning a long time ago working on sugar saturated soda)