Thanks for all the support guys! I didn't think that this fic was too good, but the reviews have really lightened things up!
DISCLAIMER: Yeah, you get the picture. Now on with the chap!
"Alright," Jen chuckled after Tyler left, screaming in terror. "Our next guest is... Izzy!!"
While the audience clapped, lighting was aimed directly at the entrance where all the other guests have arrived in. After about two minutes of waiting, everyone was left in total confusion.
"Where is she?" Jen whispered to the cameraman.
"How should I know? Look, maybe the RCMP is chasing her and she can't make it."
"What?! But I was looking forward to comparing crazy exploits with her!"
A of a sudden, a faint buzzing noise could be heard, slowly getting louder as the time went by. Finally, it could be made out that the noise was a teenage girl screaming in excitement. The only question was, where was it coming from?
In a flash, Izzy's crazy, smiling body appeared through the glass window, wearing a parachute pack, but did not release until she went through the hole that Ezekiel had made earlier on, causing her to get caught hanging.
"Hi everyone! Izzy's in the house!"
As the waited applause came. Izzy jumped off and landed on her chair.
"Great," Jen mumbled. "How am I supposed to compete against that?"
"Whoo! That was so awesome!! It reminds me of the time when me and my cousin got stuck on top of that really big roller coaster and we were there for about an hour, so I jumped off and landed on the hot dog stand and my cousin ended up staying there until midnight!"
"So? I was stalking on this really hot guy at school once for about eight weeks, but when I got over him, I pushed him into the school's foya(?sp?)."
"Ha! You kidding? I did that about ten times, but I pushed them into a manhole."
"Oh yeah," Jen said, getting ready to make a sneer. "Well, I beat up my best friend when I found out that all she gave me for my birthday was one book! Beat that!"
"Oh, well that's kind of like that time when my Secret Santa gave me a poster book and I wanted a pony, so I hunted down my Secret Santa by blowing up everyone else's gifts until someone squealed and the principal suspended me for five weeks. Turns out, my Secret Santa was my teacher."
"Oh, well, um..." With an uncertain thought in mind, Jen turned to the audience and said, "Alright folks, who do you think is crazier? Me or her? Vote now!"
"Yeah, I have an appointment with my exploding golf ball supplier, so I'll come back later. Bye!" With a perky smile, Izzy threw some sort of object to the floor, which created instant smoke. As the smoke disappeared, Izzy was gone as well.
"... Man, when she comes back, I have got to get her to teach me how to do that!"
Well, what are you guys waiting for? Review and say who's crazier for Izzy's return!
