Interview with
TROUBLE KELP!
Interviewer: Do you like cheese?
Trouble: Err, I don't know, I'm lactose intolerant. I haven't had cheese since I was sixty.
Interviewer: How old are you now?
Trouble: Seven.
Interviewer: Seventy what?
Trouble: No just seven.
Interviewer: Err, ok. What about socks?
Trouble: Err, what has this got to do with the interview?
Interviewer: Nothing, I just wanted to know.
Trouble: Well, I'm wearing white socks at the moment…
Interviewer: I NEVER ASKED WHAT COLOUR THEY WERE JUST WHAT YOUR OPINION IS ON THEM!
Trouble: Ok, their kind of…… kerplopul! Yeah, definitely, very kerplopuly!!!
Yells out the door to other characters.
Trouble: Why do I always get the mad interviewer?!
Interviewer: Are you calling me mad, elf? Because I do bad things to people that call me mad.
Trouble: No… sir. I… err… Look, Ice cream!
Trouble points out the window. Interviewer dives out. Holly comes into the room and sits down on the interviewers chair.
Holly: So Trouble, do you fancy Holly Short?
Trouble: Well, I… Wait a minute! It's you that's interviewing me!
Holly: Don't talk that way to the interviewer! Now answer the question.
Trouble: …Maybe…
Holly: Do you want to… 'do stuff' to her?
Trouble: Oh My God! You pervert! I'm not answering that!
Holly: Just coz you want to.
Trouble: Whatever.
Holly: So you admit it then?
Trouble: Yeah, maybe I do.
Artemis barges through the door.
Artemis: You BASTERD!
Holly: Yeah, I no init. He's such a perv.
Trouble: But… but…
Holly: Oh my god! Now he's talking about butts! He's so sick! Save me Artemis!
Holly jumps into Artemis' arms. Trouble gets taken away by security.
Holly: My hero!
Artemis: But I didn't do anything.
The end!