I haven't really updated any of my fics a lot lately... Well, I'm near the end to this one, so I'll try to finish it before Spring Break ends.

After returning to her seat, the female sadist grabbed out a list, apparently since she forgot the order of who got voted off, and, after about two minutes, happily called out Duncan's name.

He entered the room with a bored face. As soon as he sat down in a slouched and laid back manner, Jen spatted out the one question that had been haunting her for quite some time now. "Is that two eyebrows or one?"

"W-what?"

"Your uni brow, duh! I swear, I have seen that thing move apart once!" Before Duncan had a chance to give a snarky reply, Jen kept on blathering about the mystery of the uni brow. "I mean, it moved practically every time you kissed Courtney! I mean, how can a uni brow move apart! That is biologically impossible, isn't it?!"

"Will you shut up?" Duncan grumbled.

"Oh, okay. Thanks for the answer BTW," Jen replied unfazed.

Any viewer could read Duncan's expression into saying, "What answer?" Since she was insane, it was probably best not to say anything.

"Alright, next question!" Jen exclaimed while Izzy randomly began shaking the camera to strange angles. "Don't you ever get tired of Courtney?"

"Uh, no," Duncan scoffed. "Why should I? She's hot."

"Oh come on," Jen said as she rolled her eyes. "Don't you ever get tired of Miss CIT?"

"Well, I-"

"I mean come on. 'CIT this'. 'CIT that.' 'Cit this.' 'Cit that'," Jen droned on and on as she rolled her eyes and made the quacking duck thing with her hands.

"Well-" Duncan began as she came to a pause only to be cut off again.

"'CIT this.' 'CIT that.' CIT this.' 'CIT that.' 'CIT thi-"

"Will you just shut up?!"

"Fine, be that way! I'm afraid I'm going to have to send the raccoon army after you."

"Raccoon army?" Duncan laughed. "What's that, a room full of stuffed animals made for little girls like you?" He mocked.

Just then, strange, robotic noises erupted, getting louder and louder each second. Duncan's eyes grew incredibly wide as the Transformer like raccoons from the show made the scene.

"... Oh crap," he said right before he made a mad dash out of the (somewhat) room.

As the raccoon army went chasing after the delinquent, Jen sat down pondering about the following interview to Izzy. "Hey E-scope," she began. "Was that a little too fast?"

"I don't know," she replied as she began tossing the camera into the air. "I think you should have made fun of his hair."

"Hm, good idea."

"And his taste in girls."

"Okay."

"And his funny piercings."

"Got it."

"And his big mess ups."

"Alright, we get it already."

Suddenly, before Izzy could continue listing Duncan's flaws, the raccoon army emerged back into the studio, still chasing Duncan.

"You guys still haven't got him yet?" Jen scoffed with laughter. "Come on, at least throw some of yourself so you can give him rabies or something."

"You think this is funny?!" Duncan cried while trying to find a condensed place to hide.

"Well duh! It's hilarious!" Izzy answered on cue. "Everyone loves poor suckers getting squashed by giant suckers!"

"WHAT?!"

"Hey, don't run over the bleachers! Do you know how much those cost?!" Jen scolded at the raccoon army. "Hey! You don't just smash perfectly good food! Hey, step away from the equipment! What, you think tech like this grows on trees?!"

"Hey cute little raccoons!" Izzy cried. "Over here!"

"WHAT?! Don't call them over here, they still need to squash Duncan!"

"Hey look, it got tangled with the wires!" Izzy cried excitedly as Duncan ran away like heck from the studio.

"What?! Oh great, they're gonna destroy the equipment! Get them out of there!"

"And what if I say no?"

"Then I'm gonna do things you wish I wouln't dare to do you little-"

-BZZZZZT-

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I am positive that this sucked. Ah well, review or flame, I don't really care.