By now, most of the cast would and or should be dead by now, but nah. Special guest star, Mr. Animefan, who specifically requested for this to return. Send your thanks to that schmuck. ;)
"STOP!" cried the archdeacon. "The Salty Ferret One Shot won the poll on your page!" He said.
Welp... I'll get to it.
Mickey: Good evening everyone, and welcome to Whose Line Is It Anyway! On tonight's show, our personal street corner rat, Aladdin!
Aladdin tipped his hat and smiled to the crowd.
Mickey: Our lippy missy and occasional tipsy gypsy, Esmerelda!
Es crossed her legs and put her hands behind her head, lounging.
Mickey: Our hunter who enjoys hanging around, Clayton.
Clayton gave Mickey a look of mock disgust while he rubbed his neck.
Mickey: And our odd otaku, Mr. Animefan.
The cop merely sat and smiled meekly as the applause was handed out full throttle from the audience.
Mickey: And I'm your host, Mickey Mouse, come on down and have some fun!
Mickey walked down to his desk from the audience, and the four performers sat in their regular seats to the left.
Mickey: Welcome to Whose Line Is It Anyway, the show where everything is made up and the points don't matter, that's right, they're just like opinions on the Internet.
A few chuckles were given from the audience, as well as an amused grin from each performer.
Mickey: It's great to have you on the show, Mr. Animefan.
Mr. Animefan: Thanks, you can call me Fan if it'd be easier.
Mickey: Well at least we have a Fan here, I was beginning to think nobody liked this show. Alright, our first game is Questions with Hats, this is for all four of you. What happens is you'll be put in a situation, two at a time, and you can only ask questions, as well as taking on the character of whatever hat you're wearing.
Fan: Oh, like that Looney Tunes short?
Mickey: Yeeeeah, ex nay on the Arner Brothers Way. What I need from the audience is a place where there's a sense of wonder.
As Es and Aladdin stood on one side of the stage, and Fan and Clayton got on the other, the audience gave forth some ideas.
Audience member #1: Castle!
#2: Neverland!
#3: Circus!
Mickey: Alright, Neverland. Aladdin and Clayton will start. If anybody makes a mistake by not asking a question, or if they take too long to speak, they'll be buzzed out and the other person will take their place. Whenever you guys are ready, go.
Aladdin and Clayton walked up to each other. Aladdin sported a cowboy hat, while Clayton wore a tiara.
Aladdin: Well howdy, where are y'all from?
Clayton: Don't you know of the princess of Neverland?
The audience roared with laughter at Clayton's extremely awkward high pitch. Aladdin was trying his hardest not to laugh. Clayton kept an innocent face with wide eyes, hamming it up more than a pig farm.
Aladdin: You're the princess of Neverland?
Clayton: Don't I look like it?
Clayton stood on his tip toes and did a small twirl. This was enough to get Aladdin to bust out laughing.
Bzzt!
Aladdin walked off, Es taking his place wearing a brown trilby with a piece of paper sticking out of it. She made as if she were writing down things on a sketchpad. She talked with an overdramatic 40's accent.
Es: Is this a scoop or what? What's the princess doing out of the castle?
Clayton: Can't a girl get a little fresh air?
Es: Are you out here visiting a lover?
Clayton: Shouldn't that be confidential?
Es: Well do they have a moustache as good as yours?
Clayton: Yes. Wait-
Bzzt!
Fan came to replace Clayton, wearing a pair of long, pink bunny ears.
Es: Say, are you one of the Lost Boys?
Fan: What's that, a 90's boyband?
Es: Well what are you doing here?
Fan: Can't you tell I'm trying to find Hugh Hefner's place?
Es face palmed as the audience laughed. She went to respond, but was promptly cut short.
Bzzt!
She was replaced by Aladdin, who this time sported a trilby.
Aladdin: Have you ever met a nice guy before?
Fan paused for a moment, but then pulled his ears off, and put as much testosterone into his voice as he could.
Fan: Have you?
Bzzzzzzzzt!
Mickey: Alright, good job everyone.
The four went back to their seats.
Mickey: A thousand points for Clayton, for going through puberty again just for that performance.
Clayton: Oddly enough, my voice was still deeper than yours.
The audience, as well as Mickey, laughed.
Welp, it's been a while, so my writing skills have been a bit rusty. I will continue to work on them. In the meantime, leave any suggestions you'd like, because next chapter is everyone's favorite game, Scenes from a Hat.