"Oh well," said Fern, "Well, at least we have other things that we can do other than listen to music. Besides, we can always listen to BINKY whenever we want. Even the deceased stars, like Whitney Houston and Michael Jackson have their songs cherished by the world forever,"

"True, true," said George.

The next morning, the friends all gathered in the Sugar Bowl.

"It's still so sad," said Buster.

"Buster," said Arthur, "You might want to stop talking about it, otherwise you'll get sadder and sadder,"

"BINKY's not the only people we know in the whole world," said Francine, "We got ourselves too. Besides, there are some disadvantages of being a celebrity. You don't get to have much free time like us right now,"

"At least when you have time," said Sue Ellen. Sue Ellen then glanced at her watch. "Oops, my taekwondo lesson starts in half an hour,"

Sue Ellen grabbed her bag and headed out. "Uhhhh…..Binky?"

"Yeah?"

"Aren't you coming along too? Your kung fu lesson starts at the same time as my lesson does. We always use the same hall,"

"Oh yeah!" said Binky. "Yeah, I'll catch you guys later!"

Binky and Sue Ellen headed out for the sports centre.

When they arrived, they immediately changed into their kit as they headed for the hall.

Binky went to one side of the hall, whilst Sue Ellen went to the other. As it was the time of the year where they would be preparing for their exams, Sue Ellen grabbed a mat and practised her moves. She was practising when her foot nearly slipped on something cold and wet. She looked down and stared at the puddle on the mat.

"Shit!" she muttered. "Where did that come from?"

She looked up, and noticed that she was underneath a dripping aircon. Moving her mat away from the leak, she continued to practise, as if nothing happened. Before she knew it, she heard the teacher call her name.

"Sue Ellen Armstrong!"

Sue Ellen's eyes darted up, just when she slipped from the puddle and fell down.

"Sue Ellen Armstrong!" the voice called again.

Sue Ellen looked up, and the voice happened to come from her teacher. "Come on, it's your turn. Show me the moves,"

Sue Ellen headed towards the mat. At that moment she heard a rattling sound, which unknowingly came from the fan shaking above her in the ceiling. With no one realising it, one of the screws in the fan came unloose and fell down, head first, it's point sticking up.

"Are you ready?" asked the teacher.

"I sure am," said Sue Ellen.

"Alright, now go!"

Sue Ellen headed towards the start. She jumped and did the kicks and punches. She headed across the mat, back and forth.

The screw on the mat continued to spin on its head, clockwise and anticlockwise as Sue Ellen swept past it.

Finally, Sue Ellen finished, breathing a pant of relief.

"Great," said the teacher, "Well done. Now to the boards,"

Sue Ellen panted and puffed, as Binky, who happened to be watching, handed her a bottle of water.

"Great job," said Binky.

"Thanks," said Sue Ellen, as she handed back the bottle and headed for the boards.

"Next," called the teacher, "Molly,"

Sue Ellen headed for the boards, and began to do spinning punches and spinning kicks.

Molly started to do the same routine that Sue Ellen did. She dodged the screw on the mat. Unfortunately, she was unlucky as her foot pricked the screw.

"AAAAAAAAAAAH!" she screamed, clenching her foot as she hopped on one foot towards Sue Ellen, who was just doing a spinning kick, bumping into her that she turned at a wrong angle and crashed towards the ground, snapping her bones like twigs and leaving her legs and arms dislocated. Before Sue Ellen knew it, she was dead. A pool of red formed underneath.

"Oh my god!" screamed the teacher, "Somebody! Call 911!"

Sue Ellen's parents sobbed over the loss of their daughter, whilst their friends held their heads down.