Hello! Since it's still International Talk Like A Pirate Day, I decided to make ANOTHER interview! Okay, well, here goes!

Interview #2:

Crevan the Insane

"So, Miss Crevan, did you like being in Yo ho, Yo ho, A Pirate's Life for Me?" asked the interviewer. The same, annoying interviewer with huge glasses and a bald spot in the middle of his very round head.

"Yes, it was fun. I truly wasn't acting, to be honest..." Boxy, the REAL Boxy, sat next to her in the nice, tan, squishy couch. The box moved a little bit as a puff of wind blew through the open window. "Boxy! That's not nice! I know he has dorky glasses and a nerd-cut but that doesn't mean you can be rude!" She flicked the strange box. The interviewer fumbled around self-consciously with his hair.

"Well, I understand that you are in fact the real owner of Keanu the camel, is that correct?"

"Yes, it is, sir. Keanu is my beloved camel. He hasn't taken much of a liking to Boxy, but maybe that's just because he talks a lot." The interviewer (his name tag said Bob) raised an eyebrow at the mysterious box. No sound came from it, nor did Crevan speak for it. It just sat there.

"Um...okay...so, what do you do when you're off work? In fact, what is your work?"

"Well, I work at McDonalds. Sure, it's greasy, stinky and fattening, but it's good and cheap. Boxy says he likes it. Keanu likes getting free apple pies." Boxy moved a tiny bit as she changed her postition on the chair. "Yeah. Boxy says his favorite is the fries. Anyway, what I do when I don't have work, I mostly take care of Boxy, and Keanu, and make sure Keanu doesn't throw any "Surprise Parties" with any of his friends, and I do some of the extra stuff for Yo ho."

"That's...great. What are your hobbies?"

"Well, I like to make box sculptures-"

"What exactly is a box sculpture?"

"It's a sculpture out of boxes."

"Oh, right."

"Anyway, I like making box sculptures, and I like taking care of my animals."

"I see. What are your animals like?"

"Well, Keanu is the troublemaker, but he always sneaks his way out of things. When a new CD comes out, he's usually the first to buy it and bring it home. He dislikes the name Ryu gave him, which is Niles. He usually doesn't talk around strangers, but he's a real chatterbox when it comes down to it. I had a good time performing with him in Yo ho.

"Then there's Behrooz. He's the early bird, the nice camel, and the good piano player. He's not the best actor, but he actually got to perform a song in Yo ho. He played the ending melody when Jack and Aravis finally got together. He also was in the orchestra in Napoleon Dynamite, because Keanu dared him to.

"And Ryu is the only girl, so she likes to add a bit of her feminine touch to the house."

"Feminine touch?"

"Yeah. She goes around and finds all the hidden root beer cans, and she dumps them out, and refills them with colored water. She likes Keanu, but he doesn't share her feelings. She also is the one who is a vegetarian, so I have to make sure to never put meat on her plate, or she has a fit."

"Uhuh." Boxy flew off the chair when Crevan stood up, but she caught it.

"DANGIT, BOXY! I TOLD YOU TO NEVER EVER EVER TRY TO RUN AWAY AGAIN!" She chucked the box at the wall, but then felt horribly offended. She turned to Bob. "How DARE YOU! Throwing my precious baby at the wall!" She gave him a good, hard, relieving slap. Well, it was relieving to her, but it was believing to be hurting for him. "YOU BLOODY FART! HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY PRECIOUS!"

"Everything all right in here?" Keanu asked, as he poked his head in the door. Crevan suddenly dropped the interviewer-lucky for him he didn't fall out of the open window-and grinned at Keanu.

"Keanu!" She checked her watch, and picked up Boxy. "Let's go. I have to work in half an hour, so we have to move!" She brushed past all the equipment and cameras and got to the door in a hurry. Keanu just stood there, very confused. "Come on!" Crevan pulled Keanu along. "We have to GO!"

"Okay! Calm down! McDonald's can wait!" Keanu coaxed.

"NO! IT CAN'T! IT'S IMPATIENT!" She threw a fit, so Keanu decided-for his safety, and for the safety of all the cameramen, and if she got really angry, possibly the safety of all the people in this skyscraper-to just go along with her. She started boiling, and he thought he saw smoke coming out of her ears. He picked her up, and plopped her onto his back like a sack of potatoes. Bob the interviewer dashed out the door.

"WAIT!" Keanu turned around and growled. For a Ohioan (that's totally a word) interviewer, a growling camel is the scariest thing you're ever gonna see. "HOLY CRAP! CUT!" And he ran away, mortified by a growling camel.

So, what did you guys think? Come on! I'm making these SPECIAL extras for you and you don't even say thank you? What is this world coming to? Anyway, if anyone has any preferences on who should be "Lucky number three or four or possibly five", you know what you have to do! You got it! REVIEW! Okay, bye now.