For those of you who were wondering, I didn't forget about Beth!... I just don't know what to do with her. I'll have her up later, but sorry for forgetting to say this last chapter.

... But seriously, I've got absolutely no material for Beth. Any ideas?

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The commercial break had ended and Jen jumped on to her chair, exhausted from chasing Courtney. "H-hi and welcome (gasp) back... Aw jeez, I need to exercise more. Yeah, so my next guest is Harold... Anyone got some cold water with them? The water here turned warm!"

Walking towards his chair, the scrawny red head was greeted with an average applause. Once he sat, however, he was disturbed by Jen's constant gasping.

"Uh, you okay?"

"Yeah... I just need some water... It's weird though. I always end up like this every time I run, but I don't have any asthma... Oh, cold water. Thanks."

After a giant gulp, Jen threw the bottle to the back. After the throwing, someone could be heard shouting, "Ow! Watch it!"

"Yeah, so, Harold, what was it like being in Playa De Losers when Duncan came."

"Are you kidding?! That guy was beating me up everyday! I mean, gosh, all I did was send his girlfriend home!"

"Well, how would you feel if someone voted Leshawna off in a manipulative way?"

"... Well... I'd be really mad..."

"See what I mean? Now, how would you feel if I said that Courtney and Duncan are waiting outside, ready to beat you up?"

"What?! You called them here to get me?!"

"No. All I said that you were next," Jen answered innocently.

"That's the same thing! Idiot!"

"Hey, don't you call me an idiot! I'll have you know that I got a scholarship to Yale!"

"In an MMORPG?"

"... You heard Justin's interview, didn't you?... Alright, I've got a way that you can get out of here without getting beaten up by Duncan and Courtney," Jen said, in a bored fashion.

"Really?! How?!" Then, Jen handed him, what looked like, a backpack. "What's this for?"

"Oh, that's a parachute pack. I'm gonna blast you off the chair like I did for Ezekiel!"

"What?!"

"Alright, so you also need to get the parachute that Izzy got stuck on off."

"Isn't there another way?!"

"Nope!" Happily, Jen got the red button ready. "Okay, you should be reaching Buffalo, New York in about... Five minutes! Ready?"

"NO!!"

"Fire!!" Jen bashed on the button and, with some screaming, Harold was shot towards the area Izzy's parachute was caught on to. He was able to get through and shot out of through the hole Ezekiel made earlier.

"... So, do you guys think that Duncan and Courtney are going to beat me up when they find out that I helped Harold get away?" Jen asked to the cameraman, curiously.

"Um, maybe... Did Courtney bring a lamp post?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

"... I should put furniture in front of the door, shouldn't I?"

"Yea-"

"Every girl for herself!" In a weird way, Jen screamed like an Aztec native and, instead of the plan she said to the cameraman, went to the emergency exit.

"..." After an awkward silence, the cameraman took his cell and said, "Um, boss, Jen left. What should I do?... Take over?... Okay."

So how will the camera guy do? Find out tomorrow! Oh, don't worry, I'll be back.

BTW, please help me come up with ideas for Beth!