After walking out of Treyarch HQ, I was very content with what I achieved. What did I achieve exactly? Well...The guy not very many of us like, David Vonderhaar, FINALLY agreed to meet me in my studio where my ever adoring CoD fans will ask him questions. I got a plane ticket back to my Las Vegas Mansion. I shit you not. My Mansion has its own runway, completed with an aircraft control tower and radar system. Now you may be thinking 'This guy must have quite the bitches.' Well the fact is I don't. Now before you turn into a squeaker and start screaming 'FAGGOT' I'm not a pile of sticks. Nuff' said.

I returned to my studio in front of the Mansion. I will be honest. I'm NOT happy inviting Vonderhaar into my studio. Why? Because of Call of Bullshit: Lag will continue to fuck good players Ops 2. Nuff' said. I set up a stream so I could message my fans.

" Hello all CoD fans!I'm hosting a show next week at my studio with a very...'special' guest. If you want to drop by and watch, feel free!" I sent out the so you know, my name is final fan of fantasy.

Today was the day. David Vonderhaar flew in with his Treyarch labeled plane. I waited patiently as he took his time, not seeming very eager to see a full CoD audience. I smiled inwardly at the mans distress. I enjoyed seeing people get what they deserve. It even funnier because since the release of Lag Ops 2, sales since the release dropped 14%. That's a lot of money. Can't wait to see him squirm even more...Now you may be thinking 'Last week you said you didn't want him in your studio.' True, I don't want his fat, lazy, pathetic excuse of a person on my property, but I'll make an exception...This time.

"I can tell you are just dying to meet my crowd." I smirked. A glare was shot my way."Let's go." We proceeded to my studio. I lead him to a place behind the curtain and wait for my cue.

" Ladies and Gentlemen! The one, the only...final fan of fantasy!" I walked out from behind the curtain and was met with a round of applause.I saw various youtubers that played CoD in the audience. Whiteboy7thst, ELPRESADOR, MinnesotaBurns, Choasxsilencer, Ali-A/Matroix, Syndicate, StraightUpKnives, mnmtwinz, Vanoss, I AM WILDCAT, KYR SP33DY, Im Jahova, Deluxe 4,Drift0r Lost1nPlace and 402THUNDER402. The applause died down and I picked up a mic.

"How's everyone doing today?" I heard various comments such as 'beautiful and great'. "That's good! Now, like I said last week, I have a 'special guest' who finally wants to answer YOUR questions! Now before we begin, check under your seats and you will find a notebook and pen, along with a 50% off coupon for any food you want." Everyone began to look under their seats or blindly grabbed at the floor trying to be lazy.

"Hanks whore he hopharts." Jahova said while eating Pop-Tarts. I nodded.

" Now pick up your notebooks and I will introduce our special guest." I glanced back at Vonderhaar, who looked annoyed, then back to the crowd." I am not pleased to introduce, the ONE, the ONLY...Daviiiid Vooonderhaar!" The disgraceful Multiplayer Developer walked out into the open to be met with boo's, the loudest coming from Jahova and ELPRESADOR. I pulled up two chairs and we both sat down. "Alright! Everyone calm down!No-"

"GO FUCK YOURSELF VONDERHAAR YOU MAKE ME LAG AND PUT TAR-" I hit the eject button under my seat which launched ELPRESADOR through the roof and back to where he lives." FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" I heard him scream in rage." Anyways, everyone write your questions...now." Everyone starts writing, making sure neither saw each others question. "While we're waiting, we'll take a break. Stay in your seats and get ready for our good friend,Vonderhaar's, answers.

A/N: Please PM me to have your questions answered by Vonderhaar. Have a nice, laggy ass day!