A/N: Hello everybody! This is the bonus chapter. I'll just get on with it, eh? I got a lotta stuff to write...

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Behind the Torture Chamber Walls

In one of Shuggazoom's inner city alleys stuffed to the brim with cafes and shops, sat an abnormally tall being at one of the cafe tables. He wan't feeling very comfortable in the blue shirt and pants he had been forced to wear. But, he just had to blend in. The worst was probably the glasses. The Coke bottle glasses he was wearing were just plain degrading. But at least he could see better than usual through them, he was ashamed to admit.

From the opposite end of the bustling alleyway strode a confident young lady in a beige suit, with a taller male in a dark suit and sunglasses walking along behind her. The girl just walked straight up to the table where the tall man was seated and sat down in the chair opposite. Her companion just stood behind her, cautiously looking side to side at the area they were in.

"Ah, you must be Mr Simon Kong. You received my request to meet?" She wasn't very young. In fact she was extremely young. No more than twelve years of age, actually. But she still surprisingly held power over her aqquaintance.

"Creaming soda thanks." she said to the waiter that appeared by their table. "Anything?" she asked the man in glasses. He still hadn't said anything, this time he only shook his head.

The girl steepled her fingers and looked michievously at the person in front of her. "Hello Simon." she whispered, barely audible. "Or would you prefer Skeleton King?"

The man twitched at the name. He looked inquiringly at the girl, who only nodded. "Lindy? You Lindy Troy?"

The youth's eyes suddenly darkened. "Don't call me that. It's Lin Detroit now." Her scowl loosened a bit, but only a bit. "I chose to ignore the fact that, because of you, my family had to change our names. I chose to ignore the fact that you caused me to sever myself from the first twelve years of my life, along with the rest of my family." Her voice began to rise now. "I chose to ignore the fact that we had to take my younger brother out of the specialist school he so desperately needed! I chose to ignore the fact that my parents lost days of sleep and possibly a few years of their lives worrying about what they were going to do! I chose to ignore that we lost close to a million dollars, that you scammed off of us!"

Lin calmed down and sat back in her chair. "But I'm going to forget all of that today." she said to Skeleton King. Her face lightened. "Now, about our meeting." Her eyes took on an excited shine. "I have a proposition for you."

"Don't they always say that?"

Lin shrugged. "I suppose they do. Anyway, to be honest and simple, I need money. I need your money."

Skeleton King cocked an eyebrow. "Aren't there other people that have way more moolah than me?"

"My cousin Samuel does." She gestured to the boy in the suit behind her. "The Brenkens have lots of money. But as much as Sam loves me, he can't smuggle out hundreds of thousands of dollars just for me." The young girl bent forward. "And I want your involvement especially."

"This isn't about revenge and family honour is it?"

"No! This is just public appeal!" Lin played with the creaming soda in front of her, which had arrived at some point during their conversation. She stared into the yellow bubbles for a few moments, then turned back to Skeleton King. "You see, I have a television show in mind."

SK nearly laughed out loud. "A TV show? Lin, I'm an evil villain. I don't do TV."

The girl frowned. "Then you'll miss out on this opportunity I'm giving you. It just fits you perfectly! I have everything planned out and at the ready. I just need your money and your name in the credits. In small print, if you so wish."

Lin simply told him what it was called, what it did, and who it featured, and she had SK reeled in. Hook, line and sinker.

"So Skeleton King, do we have a deal?"

"Call it a partnership, gimme at least forty percent of the end profits and you got my skilled services."

"Excellent!" Lin said, with a Mr Burns-like edge to it. She even had her fingers steepled, as she usually did. She smiled, and an almost sadistic and evil glint appeared in her eyes.

"Skeleton King, prepare to enter the Torture Chamber."

And that's it. Torture Chamber's done. Two seasons, Monkey Team and villains. 36 chapters including this little pointless thing that only describes SK's involvement. 145 reviews as of now. (But a bonus series waiting in line!)

It's been great to have all of you readers on board, really it has. Many of you have given me great ideas, and I really am grateful for all of your help with this story. I never expected to get any more than 100 reviews, let alone nearly one and a half times that much. And I encourage any new readers to review and enjoy it. Even if you are anonymous, even if you're reading this two years after I wrote it, it's there for you to read and enjoy yourselves. Either laughing at the characters or laughing at me. I don't mind. Tips for writing are great, I can still improve. Reading the earlier chapters again I reckon I really have improved in writing. So thanks to all the poeple that have hung in there, waiting for me to update and get on with it, and giving me spurts of inspiration when they could. You readers are great.

ANYWAY, there's a bonus series of TC waiting to get up, for those of you that requested that the hosts, and even myself to be tortured. And if some of you ask nicely I might even do the penguin guy.

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