A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I'm lazy, was up North, I'm at my dad's house a lot, and the most recent event of the power outage has disabled me from using the computer. I have power now though, so don't worry. ^^ I've also been busy with making plushies! Now I've got Nick and his cross, Vash, a small Thomas, and both of the insurance girls! YAY! *notices you staring at her ...anyway, here's our interview with Legato, so read and enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Legato or the audience members. Just the ideas. R+R! ^.^
~*~*~*~*~*MIND GAMES, LEGATO, AND HOT DOGS*~*~*~*~*~
The lights are on, the audience is quiet. In the Studio, Bob readies the camera and points it onstage, where the two hosts are bent over in quiet conversation.
"Did you feed 'em today?" Ashley asks.
"Yeah, they're all set,"whispers Megan.
"Okay, good," she pauses, "Ah crap, wait a minute! We still need to sound-proof that room!"
"Well now that you mention it..." Megan stops and looks at the audience. "...hey, I think they're staring at us."
"Really?" Ashley also turns to face them, "...hey! Stop eavesdropping you spittle-pods!"
*everyone: O.O;;
"Heheheheh..." *looks around "...err, maybe they're just waiting for us."
"Oh...well that makes sense," she stands up, "Sorry for the delay folks!"
Megan also rises, "Welcome to our show everyone! Today we'll be interviewing Legato Bluesummers!" *cheering
"That's right! And today's show is a SPECIAL one! Instead of just having ONE audience member ask our guest a question, we're going to have-"Ashley stops and looks over at Megan, "How many are we gonna have?"
"...I dunno. More than one?"
"Okay, how about five? That's right folks, FIVE audience questions!" *more cheering
"Well, time to bring him out! Everyine give a big round of applause for Legato Bluesummers!"
A man in a white coat slowly walks onstage, eyeing the audience and then staring down at the sofa, "Am I supposed to sit here?"
^.^ "You can sit wherever you want!" Ashley beams.
"Alright," he takes a seat on the couch.
"First things first: dude, I love you. And I don't mean that in a weird, freaky kind of way, but you're just so cool!" ^^
Megan looks at her in disgust, "Ashley, he LICKS himself."
"Yeah, I know he's creepy, but he's just so spiffy!"
-_-;; "Didn't you have like a QUESTION for him?"
*blank stare
"That pretains to LICKING himself?"
*pondering "...oh yeah! I wanna know why in the blue HELL you licked your arm in the Fifth Moon Episode! It's not even YOUR arm! It's Vash's!"
The man thinks for a moment, then answers, "It was really a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing. Just an impulse. A natural reaction, if you will."
*everyone: O.O
"Oh," Ashley says, "I thought maybe it tasted good."
"Or maybe you're just a sick perverted freak who likes to lick Vash's limbs!" Megan screams.
"..................."
"I thought so."
"...heeeeey, I just thought of something!" Ashley exclaims.
"Oh no," Megan hides behind her chair.
"How about you show us some of your powers, Legato!"
"...am I allowed to?"
"Hell yeah!"
"...how do you suppose I go around doing this?"
"As long as you don't kill anyone, you can do it however you like!" ^^
"In that case..."
"Ah!" Megan suddenly stands up and walks ridgedly over to her chair, "H-hey! What the hell do you think you're doing!?"
^.^ "Sweet!"
She unwillingly plops down on the chair and raises her hand, "Oh dude, no!"
"Yes! Do it, do it!"
"Nooooo!" Megan screeches before her hand flies across her face, "Ow! Son of a bitch!" *self smacking "Stop it!" *more self smacking "That hurts you stupid douche!" *even more self smacking "Ahhhhh!"
"Haha!" Ahsley laughs, "That is so cool!"
Megan stops hitting herself. Legato looks at her, "I know, isn't it?"
"No, it is NOT!" she yells, rubbing her cheek, "ANYWAY, I'd say it's time to go to the audience. How about it?"
"Fine," he points to a hyper-looking young girl, "Your question?"
"Ah! Can I have your gun!?"
".............."
"Oh wait, you don't use guns! Damn! Well, my name's Sheen tacos, and I wanna know why you were so merciful when you were about to die!" she thinks for a moment, "And what's up with the trippy outfit!?....AND your hair! Is it natural?"
*twitch "First question: I really wasn't. I dissed Rem, remember? And though it may seem like I was merciful, it's just the way I talk. As for my clothes, I think they're perfectally fine."
"You have a skull on your arm!"
"...oh, that. I think it looks quite dashing, don't you?"
*everyone: O.O;;
"Yes. That goes for the spikes as well. The last question...you see my eyes? Blonde people mostly have blue eyes. It makes sense to have blue hair with blonde eyes, like mine."
"Whoa! That's insane! MWAHAHAHAHA!"
o.O "Alrighty then. Thanks Sheen Tacos!" Ashley yells.
^.^ "You're welcome!"
"Just four more! Pick another one, Legato!"
".............."
"Fine, I'll do it! How about you there!?" Megan points to a girl with brown hair and eyes wearing a 'I LOVE DONUTS' t-shirt.
"Hi! I'm Kenshingirl11! Nice to...ah!" She tries to stand, but trips over herself and falls down. "Whoops, sorry! I'm a little clumsy!" She brushes herself off, "Legato! I wanna know how you're so ADORABLE!"
"Really? Well, you see when I was born, my mother put me in a barrel of honey."
Megan coughs: *coughBULLSHITcough*
"No, I'm serious. I think it was some kind of punishment. I was all sticky."
"...oh."
"Yes, and that is why I'm so adorable: because I'm so sweet." He smiles.
"Ahhhh!" Megan throws herself on the ground, clutching her face, "My eyes! They buuurrn!"
"What, you don't like this expression?" He puts on another cheesy smile.
"NOOOO!"
"Alright, time for another question," Ashley says.
"Fine. How about a male this time?"
Megan stops screaming and looks up at Legato with a raised eyebrow, "What, you like little boys or something?"
"No."
"Prove it!"
"I'll show you what I like." He closes his eye, sending a mental image to Megan.
"...ahhhhh!" She falls back to the ground. "Get it out of my head!"
Ashley watches her friend roll across the floor, "I really don't wanna know what you just showed her."
Megan curls into the fetal position, rocking back and forth, "Meadow...of flowers. Knives, prancing Knives, in butterfly th-th-tho-"
"Shut-up!" Ashley screeches, "Time for another question!"
"Alright," Legato scans the audience, "You there, with the brown hair." He points to a tall thirteen-year-old boy.
"Hey! The name's James Daly!" he waves. "Okay. Legato...this question is for you! Why are you named after a cat? Shouldn't your name be like the 'leathal freak' or something? It makes no sense!"
"Well, you see-"
"Legato's actually derived from an Italian music term meaning slow, smooth, and connected. Like the way he talks!" Ashley interrupts.
"...oh."
"Wait a minute!" Megan (who crawled back to her chair) shouts, "Do you mean like Le-GATO? Like in Spanish? Well, it would actually be Lagata or Elgato if that's what you're talking about!" ^^
*everyone: O.o
"Oh, sorry Legato! Were you gonna say something?"
"...meow."
^.^ "Ah! That's great!"
".............."
"Next question!"
*silence
"...fine! I'll just read one off of this card! (and yes, this counts as an audience question!) Mimic12355 wants to know why Legato likes hot dogs!"
"Well-"
"Oh,oh! I know!" Megan jumps out of here chair and peers at Legato. "Is it the texture?"
"Not really..."
"Wait! It's the shape, isn't it!?"
"...what do you mean?"
"You like the long, juicy, slender shape of a hot dog in your mouth, don't you!?"
"Are you trying to say something?"
"What!? No, I'm not implying anything!" ^.^;;
"Don't lie, I can read your thoughts."
"...oh yeah."
"Hmmm, the insurance girls?"
"Hey! Get out of there!"
"You locked them up?"
"Yes, damn you!"
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"...really?"
"Of course not. I will do anything to bring eternal pain and suffering to Vash the Stampede," he says, putting emphasis on the PEDE and then licking his left arm.
"Aw, nasty!"
"Hey Legato," Ashley pipes in.
He looks at her, tongue hanging out of his mouth, "...wha?"
"Why did you eat a crusty hot dog in the Diablo episode!?"
"Which one, the one that was in the bag with the head?"
"Yeah! It crumbled, for chrissakes, it CRUMBLED! Hot dogs aren't supposed to DO that!"
"I thought it was rather tasty."
o.o;; "Nasty."
"Okay! Last question!" Megan gestures over to a short girl with long, black braided hair. "Holy crap, you're shorter than me!"
Ashley looks at the girl, then back at Megan, "Uh, only by a couple of inches." She looks at the girl again, "I think she's a little younger than you, too."
"Pfft," Megan crosses her arms, "Dream breaker."
"Well, what's your name?" Ashley asks.
^^ "Eriks! My question is what's your favorite fruit!"
Legato slowly turns his head towards the thirteen-year-old. "Fruit?"
"Yeah, fruit!"
"I...don't eat fruit."
"You don't eat fruit?"
"Nope."
"None at all? Ever?"
"That's right."
"Oh yeah! You always eat junk fod in the series!" Megan interrupts.
"...so?"
"Why are you not fat!?"
"...must be the high metabolism."
"You suck."
"What was that?"
"I said 'do you like bananas'?"
"No."
"Denial is not just a river in Egypt."
"What are you talking about?"
"Nothing."
O.O *blinkblink "Well then, I guess that's it for today's questions," Ashley says.
Megan looks at her, "So is that it for the show?"
"...I guess."
"Wait," Legato rises, "I was promised hot dogs."
"Eaugh," Megan rolls her eyes and pulls out a pack of frozen hot dogs from under her chair, "Take 'em."
He grabs them out of her hand and heads for the exit.
"Waaaiiit!" Ashley tackles him. "Make me a gung-ho gun!"
He shoves her off and stands up, "Why should I?"
"...because! I'd, uh...make the perfect minion?"
"...show me."
"Look, look!" she tries failingly to imitate E.G. Mine's posture (ever see his arms? his right's like twisted around his back and his left's crossed over his stomach! it's freaky!) "Now all I need is some spikes or something!"
"I don't have anymore."
"Oh! I can use my psychic powers!"
"...psychic powers?"
"Yeah!" she presses her fingers against her temple and begins making straining sounds.
"Wow. That's...impressive."
"Shut-up! I'll make your head explode!"
"O.kay. I think I'll be leaving now."
"NOOO! Li-ga-TOE! Don't goooo!"
He shakes his head and walks out the door.
"WAAAHHHH!"
"It's okay Ashley! Next up is Wolfwood!"
*sniffle "I miss Legato."
"You'll get over it."
"Okay," she gets out her Legato plushie and hugs it tightly.
"Hey, where's Ogatel?" (it's a mini legato! Legato spelled backwards! ^^ )
"He fell off the edge of the world."
"The crack between your bed and the wall?"
*nod
"I'm so sorry." Megan pauses and turns to the staring audience. "...uh, hey everyone!"
O.O *stare
"Well, next up is Nicholas D. Wolfwood! So tune in later to watch our show! Goodnight!"
~*~*~*~*~*THE END...well, you should know by now it really isn't though*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Poor Ogatel! Hope he's recovered soon! Anyway, please review and put down your DESCRIPTION (some of you don't) and question if you wanna be on our show. Nick is next. ^^
ATTENTION: Due to the fact that school is only like a week away, I will sadly not be able to update for longer periods of time. I WILL continue on with our show, but it will take longer for me to write new chapters. And don't be mad if I don't put you on the show if you wanted to ask a question, but I can't be on the computer all the time to check who wants to be on our show, so I might miss you if you have a request too late. *tear
P.S.-These are the things that belong to Ashley: Ogatel and big Legato plushies, 'the edge of the world', and the blonde-eyed blue-haired idea. Oh yeah, and spittle-pod! If I left anything out Ashley, smack me. ^^ R+R!
Disclaimer: I don't own Legato or the audience members. Just the ideas. R+R! ^.^
~*~*~*~*~*MIND GAMES, LEGATO, AND HOT DOGS*~*~*~*~*~
The lights are on, the audience is quiet. In the Studio, Bob readies the camera and points it onstage, where the two hosts are bent over in quiet conversation.
"Did you feed 'em today?" Ashley asks.
"Yeah, they're all set,"whispers Megan.
"Okay, good," she pauses, "Ah crap, wait a minute! We still need to sound-proof that room!"
"Well now that you mention it..." Megan stops and looks at the audience. "...hey, I think they're staring at us."
"Really?" Ashley also turns to face them, "...hey! Stop eavesdropping you spittle-pods!"
*everyone: O.O;;
"Heheheheh..." *looks around "...err, maybe they're just waiting for us."
"Oh...well that makes sense," she stands up, "Sorry for the delay folks!"
Megan also rises, "Welcome to our show everyone! Today we'll be interviewing Legato Bluesummers!" *cheering
"That's right! And today's show is a SPECIAL one! Instead of just having ONE audience member ask our guest a question, we're going to have-"Ashley stops and looks over at Megan, "How many are we gonna have?"
"...I dunno. More than one?"
"Okay, how about five? That's right folks, FIVE audience questions!" *more cheering
"Well, time to bring him out! Everyine give a big round of applause for Legato Bluesummers!"
A man in a white coat slowly walks onstage, eyeing the audience and then staring down at the sofa, "Am I supposed to sit here?"
^.^ "You can sit wherever you want!" Ashley beams.
"Alright," he takes a seat on the couch.
"First things first: dude, I love you. And I don't mean that in a weird, freaky kind of way, but you're just so cool!" ^^
Megan looks at her in disgust, "Ashley, he LICKS himself."
"Yeah, I know he's creepy, but he's just so spiffy!"
-_-;; "Didn't you have like a QUESTION for him?"
*blank stare
"That pretains to LICKING himself?"
*pondering "...oh yeah! I wanna know why in the blue HELL you licked your arm in the Fifth Moon Episode! It's not even YOUR arm! It's Vash's!"
The man thinks for a moment, then answers, "It was really a spur-of-the-moment kind of thing. Just an impulse. A natural reaction, if you will."
*everyone: O.O
"Oh," Ashley says, "I thought maybe it tasted good."
"Or maybe you're just a sick perverted freak who likes to lick Vash's limbs!" Megan screams.
"..................."
"I thought so."
"...heeeeey, I just thought of something!" Ashley exclaims.
"Oh no," Megan hides behind her chair.
"How about you show us some of your powers, Legato!"
"...am I allowed to?"
"Hell yeah!"
"...how do you suppose I go around doing this?"
"As long as you don't kill anyone, you can do it however you like!" ^^
"In that case..."
"Ah!" Megan suddenly stands up and walks ridgedly over to her chair, "H-hey! What the hell do you think you're doing!?"
^.^ "Sweet!"
She unwillingly plops down on the chair and raises her hand, "Oh dude, no!"
"Yes! Do it, do it!"
"Nooooo!" Megan screeches before her hand flies across her face, "Ow! Son of a bitch!" *self smacking "Stop it!" *more self smacking "That hurts you stupid douche!" *even more self smacking "Ahhhhh!"
"Haha!" Ahsley laughs, "That is so cool!"
Megan stops hitting herself. Legato looks at her, "I know, isn't it?"
"No, it is NOT!" she yells, rubbing her cheek, "ANYWAY, I'd say it's time to go to the audience. How about it?"
"Fine," he points to a hyper-looking young girl, "Your question?"
"Ah! Can I have your gun!?"
".............."
"Oh wait, you don't use guns! Damn! Well, my name's Sheen tacos, and I wanna know why you were so merciful when you were about to die!" she thinks for a moment, "And what's up with the trippy outfit!?....AND your hair! Is it natural?"
*twitch "First question: I really wasn't. I dissed Rem, remember? And though it may seem like I was merciful, it's just the way I talk. As for my clothes, I think they're perfectally fine."
"You have a skull on your arm!"
"...oh, that. I think it looks quite dashing, don't you?"
*everyone: O.O;;
"Yes. That goes for the spikes as well. The last question...you see my eyes? Blonde people mostly have blue eyes. It makes sense to have blue hair with blonde eyes, like mine."
"Whoa! That's insane! MWAHAHAHAHA!"
o.O "Alrighty then. Thanks Sheen Tacos!" Ashley yells.
^.^ "You're welcome!"
"Just four more! Pick another one, Legato!"
".............."
"Fine, I'll do it! How about you there!?" Megan points to a girl with brown hair and eyes wearing a 'I LOVE DONUTS' t-shirt.
"Hi! I'm Kenshingirl11! Nice to...ah!" She tries to stand, but trips over herself and falls down. "Whoops, sorry! I'm a little clumsy!" She brushes herself off, "Legato! I wanna know how you're so ADORABLE!"
"Really? Well, you see when I was born, my mother put me in a barrel of honey."
Megan coughs: *coughBULLSHITcough*
"No, I'm serious. I think it was some kind of punishment. I was all sticky."
"...oh."
"Yes, and that is why I'm so adorable: because I'm so sweet." He smiles.
"Ahhhh!" Megan throws herself on the ground, clutching her face, "My eyes! They buuurrn!"
"What, you don't like this expression?" He puts on another cheesy smile.
"NOOOO!"
"Alright, time for another question," Ashley says.
"Fine. How about a male this time?"
Megan stops screaming and looks up at Legato with a raised eyebrow, "What, you like little boys or something?"
"No."
"Prove it!"
"I'll show you what I like." He closes his eye, sending a mental image to Megan.
"...ahhhhh!" She falls back to the ground. "Get it out of my head!"
Ashley watches her friend roll across the floor, "I really don't wanna know what you just showed her."
Megan curls into the fetal position, rocking back and forth, "Meadow...of flowers. Knives, prancing Knives, in butterfly th-th-tho-"
"Shut-up!" Ashley screeches, "Time for another question!"
"Alright," Legato scans the audience, "You there, with the brown hair." He points to a tall thirteen-year-old boy.
"Hey! The name's James Daly!" he waves. "Okay. Legato...this question is for you! Why are you named after a cat? Shouldn't your name be like the 'leathal freak' or something? It makes no sense!"
"Well, you see-"
"Legato's actually derived from an Italian music term meaning slow, smooth, and connected. Like the way he talks!" Ashley interrupts.
"...oh."
"Wait a minute!" Megan (who crawled back to her chair) shouts, "Do you mean like Le-GATO? Like in Spanish? Well, it would actually be Lagata or Elgato if that's what you're talking about!" ^^
*everyone: O.o
"Oh, sorry Legato! Were you gonna say something?"
"...meow."
^.^ "Ah! That's great!"
".............."
"Next question!"
*silence
"...fine! I'll just read one off of this card! (and yes, this counts as an audience question!) Mimic12355 wants to know why Legato likes hot dogs!"
"Well-"
"Oh,oh! I know!" Megan jumps out of here chair and peers at Legato. "Is it the texture?"
"Not really..."
"Wait! It's the shape, isn't it!?"
"...what do you mean?"
"You like the long, juicy, slender shape of a hot dog in your mouth, don't you!?"
"Are you trying to say something?"
"What!? No, I'm not implying anything!" ^.^;;
"Don't lie, I can read your thoughts."
"...oh yeah."
"Hmmm, the insurance girls?"
"Hey! Get out of there!"
"You locked them up?"
"Yes, damn you!"
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."
"...really?"
"Of course not. I will do anything to bring eternal pain and suffering to Vash the Stampede," he says, putting emphasis on the PEDE and then licking his left arm.
"Aw, nasty!"
"Hey Legato," Ashley pipes in.
He looks at her, tongue hanging out of his mouth, "...wha?"
"Why did you eat a crusty hot dog in the Diablo episode!?"
"Which one, the one that was in the bag with the head?"
"Yeah! It crumbled, for chrissakes, it CRUMBLED! Hot dogs aren't supposed to DO that!"
"I thought it was rather tasty."
o.o;; "Nasty."
"Okay! Last question!" Megan gestures over to a short girl with long, black braided hair. "Holy crap, you're shorter than me!"
Ashley looks at the girl, then back at Megan, "Uh, only by a couple of inches." She looks at the girl again, "I think she's a little younger than you, too."
"Pfft," Megan crosses her arms, "Dream breaker."
"Well, what's your name?" Ashley asks.
^^ "Eriks! My question is what's your favorite fruit!"
Legato slowly turns his head towards the thirteen-year-old. "Fruit?"
"Yeah, fruit!"
"I...don't eat fruit."
"You don't eat fruit?"
"Nope."
"None at all? Ever?"
"That's right."
"Oh yeah! You always eat junk fod in the series!" Megan interrupts.
"...so?"
"Why are you not fat!?"
"...must be the high metabolism."
"You suck."
"What was that?"
"I said 'do you like bananas'?"
"No."
"Denial is not just a river in Egypt."
"What are you talking about?"
"Nothing."
O.O *blinkblink "Well then, I guess that's it for today's questions," Ashley says.
Megan looks at her, "So is that it for the show?"
"...I guess."
"Wait," Legato rises, "I was promised hot dogs."
"Eaugh," Megan rolls her eyes and pulls out a pack of frozen hot dogs from under her chair, "Take 'em."
He grabs them out of her hand and heads for the exit.
"Waaaiiit!" Ashley tackles him. "Make me a gung-ho gun!"
He shoves her off and stands up, "Why should I?"
"...because! I'd, uh...make the perfect minion?"
"...show me."
"Look, look!" she tries failingly to imitate E.G. Mine's posture (ever see his arms? his right's like twisted around his back and his left's crossed over his stomach! it's freaky!) "Now all I need is some spikes or something!"
"I don't have anymore."
"Oh! I can use my psychic powers!"
"...psychic powers?"
"Yeah!" she presses her fingers against her temple and begins making straining sounds.
"Wow. That's...impressive."
"Shut-up! I'll make your head explode!"
"O.kay. I think I'll be leaving now."
"NOOO! Li-ga-TOE! Don't goooo!"
He shakes his head and walks out the door.
"WAAAHHHH!"
"It's okay Ashley! Next up is Wolfwood!"
*sniffle "I miss Legato."
"You'll get over it."
"Okay," she gets out her Legato plushie and hugs it tightly.
"Hey, where's Ogatel?" (it's a mini legato! Legato spelled backwards! ^^ )
"He fell off the edge of the world."
"The crack between your bed and the wall?"
*nod
"I'm so sorry." Megan pauses and turns to the staring audience. "...uh, hey everyone!"
O.O *stare
"Well, next up is Nicholas D. Wolfwood! So tune in later to watch our show! Goodnight!"
~*~*~*~*~*THE END...well, you should know by now it really isn't though*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Poor Ogatel! Hope he's recovered soon! Anyway, please review and put down your DESCRIPTION (some of you don't) and question if you wanna be on our show. Nick is next. ^^
ATTENTION: Due to the fact that school is only like a week away, I will sadly not be able to update for longer periods of time. I WILL continue on with our show, but it will take longer for me to write new chapters. And don't be mad if I don't put you on the show if you wanted to ask a question, but I can't be on the computer all the time to check who wants to be on our show, so I might miss you if you have a request too late. *tear
P.S.-These are the things that belong to Ashley: Ogatel and big Legato plushies, 'the edge of the world', and the blonde-eyed blue-haired idea. Oh yeah, and spittle-pod! If I left anything out Ashley, smack me. ^^ R+R!