A stage stood with a large crowd around it. The crowd cheered as a person walked onto the stage with a microphone.
"Welcome to Big Brother! The contestants shall be arriving shortly! But first, a commercial break!" the person announced into the microphone. The person turned out to be a girl with brown hair and blue eyes. The crowd cheered louder as the theme music played to introduce the break. The cameras stopped rolling and the girl sighed. "Okay okay, stop! You're giving me a headache…" she told the crowd sternly, who of course took no notice whatsoever. The girl growled. "People? I said PEOPLE?" she shrieked. The crew ran over to the show's host, looking terrified. "Where are the contestants? They're LATE."
"Uh… They got caught in traffic and…"
"TRAFFIC? You let them get caught in TRAFFIC?" the host demanded, then making a series of angry squawking noises as she half-strangled a technician. The technician made strangled noises, and would've sighed had it been possible as a cameraman rushed over.
"It's okay! It's OKAY!" he called. The host released the technician, who was by now bright blue. "They're here! Action!" The crew ran off set again and the crowds cheered as the theme music re-introduced the show.
"Welcome back to Big Brother. I believe the first contestant is arriving…" The camera swerved to take in the black car that was pulling up by the entrance. "Shiny!" the host said wistfully. The car door opened and out stepped Numair Salmalin. "Uh, okay…" the host said, as the crowd cheered. Numair walked up to the host and then, letting the calm façade slip completely, ran up the stairs and banged on the door. "Right. Open the doors!" the hostess called, looking slightly panicked. The doors opened slowly and the mage ran inside. The big screens either side of the stage flickered into pictures of the mage running inside, screaming, and then curling up on the sofa. "Um, okay. Oh, our next guest is arriving!" the hostess announced. Right on cue another car appeared. The door swung open and the crowd were VERY loud as King Jonathan of Conté walked quickly up to the stage, stopping to sign autographs. In the end, after ten minutes of this he had to be dragged into the house by two bodyguards. The big screens showed Jon's descent down the stairs. He walked around, before seeing Numair sucking his thumb on the sofa. Jon quickly disguised himself behind a wall, and began to spy on the mage, peeking his head around the corner every few seconds and giggling at Numair's obliviousness. The crowd's attention turned to another car parking and the door opening. Out stepped Daine. Daine blushed and walked briskly to the stage, before hurrying up the stairs. The crowd avidly watched the screens as Daine made her way down the stairs. As soon as Numair saw her, he jumped off of the sofa and hugged Daine, beginning to cry.
"Aww Numy, did they scare you?" Daine asked the mage, rolling her eyes.
"Uh huh!" Numair wailed. The host coughed into the microphone and the attention turned back to her. Another car pulled up. A small redheaded woman stepped out. Alanna growled as a lone boo came from the crowd.
"Nealan of Queenscove, I will get you!" she shrieked, lunging towards him. She was caught by the two big bodyguards and was hauled inside, cursing the whole way. Another car arrived in quick succession and out stepped Queen Thayet. The entire male proportion of the crowd promptly fainted. She made her way into the house and found Jon with Daine and Numair.
"Jon, why are you eyeing up Daine?" Thayet asked angrily. She didn't wait for an answer and slapped her husband, hurrying into the kitchen area. The screens switched off again as another car pulled up. George stepped out and smiled all the way into the house. The screens turned on and showed the current housemates talking. Numair was clinging tightly to Daine, Thayet was shouting at Jon for eyeing up Alanna and George was hiding Alanna from the king. Another car arrived as the screens went blank and a member of security opened the door. There was babble in the crowd as to where the contestant was. A small black cat jumped out and padded over to the host. The host carried Faithful up to the door.
I don't need carrying, you know, the cat told her.
"Well sorry for living!" the host snapped. The doors opened and Faithful made one last rude gesture at the host before walking into the house. The screens flickered into life, showing the seating area.
"Faithful! I thought you were dead!" Alanna said happily.
I was, the cat replied. Alanna shook her head and ran away from Jon who was being chased by Thayet for eyeing up Faithful, Alanna and Daine.
"Alright, we're nearly done," the host announced. The readers sighed with relief. Another car came containing Roger. Roger put on his best evil smirk for the crowds, then walking into the house. The screens turned off just as the crowd saw the housemates' jaws drop. Next to arrive was Delia, which required more slaps from Thayet, directed of course at Jon, and much holding back of Alanna by George. Next to arrive was Alex of Tirragen, which also involved much holding back of Alanna. The housemates got comfortable with each other, before the host tapped her microphone.
"Okay, we have a special guest for this series! Here they are!"
Another car pulled up. Out stepped Mithros. There was much dropping of jaws when he arrived in the house with his suitcase.
"So, that's it for tonight. Tune in next week for the first eviction!" the host called.
AN: Okay, that's chapter one. I think that's the most I've ever written for a single chapter! Review!