I interview Tawog!

ch. 1

Welcome all readers and also welcome the characters of The amazing world of Gumball!

everyone: Hello!

Alright now everyone, I need you all to sign these contracts!

Gumball: Wait a scond D. This says "D is not responsible for any injuries or deaths on this talk show!"

Why of course!

Gumball: You mean, I could die on this show?!

(Oh man.) Umm... hold on, PABLO!

Pablo: yes sir?

What are the odds of someone dying here?

Pablo: about 62% sir.

Thank you. Now go away.

Pablo: *runs away*

It's very unlikely Gumball!

Gumball: Okay!

Anais: When do we get started?

Right now! So, the audience will give some questions or dares and we'll see what happens, but since we have none, I'll just ask some questions!

QUESTION TIME!

to Gumball: Why do you always wear that one sweater?

to Anais: Why are you so smart?

to Darwin: Why are your feet censored in one episode when they aren't in another?

to Richard: What would you do if you had to get a job?

to Nicole: How long have you been in those anger management classes?

ANSWER TIME!

Gumball: It's my favorite sweater, and also we don't have enough money for anything else

Nicole: You're so grounded when we get home!

Okaaaay?

Anais: I got my intellect from my mom.

Did you get her temper?

Gumball: You have no idea D.

Darwin: I don't know really, the producers make mistakes all the time!

That makes sense. Producers are stupid.

Richard: Could I quit?

No. And I wouldn't suggest answering a question with a question.

Richard: Why not?

*random thug comes out from behind curtain with a bat and beats the snot out of Richard*

Richard: AHHHH!

Nicole: WHAT THE HELL D?!

I told him not to, but I can't control that really. Just answer the question Richard.

Richard: I'd be a bed testerer

You mean guys that test how comfortable beds are? Those don't exist.

Richard: Darn, I guess I'd be anyone who can sleep and get paid for it.

Alright then. Last question, Nicole?

Nicole: About four years

They aren't working

Nicole: *smashes glass coffee table with velvet recliner* SHUT UP!

WHAT THE (-) NICOLE! I PAID FOR THOSE!

Pablo: *back on set* Actually sir, their insurance can cover that.

Thank you Pablo.

Nicole: WE'RE NOT PAYING FOR ANYTHING I BREAK!

Security!

Security officer: *sneaks in commando style and tazes Nicole*

Thanks Gray.

Gumball: Is that it?

Nope. There will be more chapters and more pain once I get at least three reviews. I recently switched to an all review diet and I need them to live and eat, so if you want this craziness to continue, please review.

everyone (minus Nicole): GOOD BYE!

Stay dark.