As the quiet murmurs of the confused audience progressively subside, it becomes evident that the plot has been unforgivably disturbed. Again.

The past scenery, characters, and everything you have known about disappear. There now remains a single, poorly lit stage in a theatre room, upon which Komodo, whom I'm sure you all know and love, stood.

"Dear readers," She began. "I think you'll notice that this chapter has nothing to do with the previous chapter. I think you'll also notice that it will have nothing to do with the next chapter. And, to be conclusive, I doubt it will have any connection to any of the other chapters, either."

"You see," She added. "This, my friends, is a filler chapter. Like a filler comic, only a bit less frustrating and without the bright colors. But, if all goes well, I do believe that it will be just as good as any chapter that would loosely connect to the plot line! Indeed, regardless to the fact that logic shall be banned from the next few paragraphs, this shall be quite an enjoyable trip through the wonderful benefits of laziness!" Komodo announced.

There was then a very, very, unhealthily long pause, and Komodo glanced angrily to the edge of the stage.

"Shadow! Say your lines!" She demanded, eyes narrowed. "I've only got one shot to do a publicity chapter in someone else's fanfic and you're not gonna blow it!"

Shadow sighed wearily, rolled his eyes, and looked down to the paper in his hands.

"But what shall the topic of this wonderful pause in the plot be?" Shadow read blandly, afterwards folding his arms to show his disapproval of Komodo's scheme.

"I'm glad you asked!" Komodo exclaimed, throwing a hand in the air. "Since we have so many lovely characters in this fic, I figured we'd give the readers an opportunity to get up-close and personal in..."

"Komodo the Dragon Queen's Super Ultimate Modern Cyber Cafe Talk Show!"

The shouting was accompanied by fireworks and loud music fanfare before it all came to a halt- courtesy of a certain black hedgehog with his finger on the 'stop' button of a boom box.

"Komodo, listen to me. This is the WORST idea you've ever had. Considering the ideas you've had... that's saying a lot..." He shook his head and stared towards the ground. "Komodo, trust me and stop- while you still have the chance. People could DIE!" He exclaimed, throwing his script into the air. "This story is as messed up as it needs to be, so Komodo,"

"Story? Did my ears deceive me or did you just say that we we're in a story?" Komodo snickered, giving a nod to the insanity ward officials standing in the corner. Shadow caught sight of them as well, and shot Komodo a look to kill.

"You wouldn't..." he began, before Komodo snapped her fingers and the therapists chased after Shadow with a straightjacket.

"GAH! THIS ISN'T OVER, KOMODO! THIS ISN'T OVER!" He shouted, jumping out a window and running far away from the theatre as the officers began revving up the helicopters...

"Good." The insane co-authoress began. "Now, if you'll excuse me, we're off to interview an interesting member of the fiction's staff, right after these commercials!"

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This is an important message from the board of health.

It's just been discovered that EVERYONE who has eaten a vegetable in the past two weeks will eventually DIE.

We advise everyone to remain calm, and dispose of all vegetables immediately. Thank you.

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"Welcome back!" Komodo announced, now sitting in a comfy armchair... in the middle of an artic wasteland. "Joining us today is-"

Komodo was cut off when the sky flashed over green and black and a confused, trench-coat-wearing man appeared standing next to the armchair. He nervously took off his sunglasses, and stared, bewildered out at the snowy scenery.

"Where am I?" He asked, looking around. "...The last thing I remember is talking to the oracle about a dental plan..."

"Neo! I'm glad you could make it!" She announced, pointing to another armchair. "Sit there please."

Neo shrugged and sat down.

"I think we all know that you'll have some very interesting things to say about the story."

"What story? I was never in any story!" He asked, looking around. "...Seriously, I don't' know how I got here. You don't think you could point me in the direction of a phone, could you-"

"NO!" Komodo snapped. "Now what's your opinion on chapter five? Personally I thought that's where the story temporarily declined. The subplot itself was quite cliché at first and in some areas almost poorly executed... but all in all Liz managed to top it off with-'

"Wait a minute! I know you! You're KOMODO! You're a Sonic the Hedgehog fan authoress!" Neo shouted, bolting to his feet and looking around, alarmed. "I KNEW I'D FIND THAT BLASTED HEDGEHOG SOMEDAY!" He then whipped out a samurai sword and swung it in the air, looking for the black-furred hedgehog. "SHADOW SHALL NOT LIVE THROUGH MY VENGEANCE!"

Komodo nodded half-heartedly and sipped some of her tea.

"Ah, so you agree that many of the scenes were a bit awkward. But aren't we forgetting the constant humor of Liz's magical tab? That one was Liz's ace-in-the-hole for a laugh..."

"Forget your silly talk show, strange woman! I must seek vengeance for the crime of-"

"That's very nice Neo- and you can go along and kill mercilessly after just one question I must ask."

Neo starred at her oddly, and lowered the dangerous sword. Why he has a sword we'll never know.

"What would that be?" He asked suspiciously, with an eyebrow raised.

"Personwhoagreestoabindingcontractasarestrauntwaitersayswhat?"

"Huh?"

"Close enough!" Komodo shouted, pulling a magical bell-rope, at which Neo fell through a trap door to his death... Well, not his death, but his eternal servitude at Denny's. Muahahahaha.

"Well, readers, we've almost run out of time! Just one more interview before it's over! Stay tuned as we talk to our next member of the show."

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We have ANOTHER important message from the board of health.

It has also been noticed that anyone who has ever breathed oxygen will eventually perish!

We advise you again to stay calm and rapidly evolve into deep-sea fish!

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"Again, welcome back!" Announced Komodo. The armchairs remained, but were not accompanied by a coffee table. The objects themselves were placed in the middle of a freeway- and thankfully no cars were in sight. "I'd like you to meet our next member, Jelly-Bob!"

Jelly-Bob, a... oval-ish blob of jelly with oblong black eyes, blinked. That's all. There's not much else he could do.

"Well, Jelly," She began, setting her tea on the coffee table... which I guess was really the tea table now... but... ah crap. "I think you must be as infuriated as I am with the Amy-Bashing that took place up until late chapter 11... I think we all know that Sega is ruled by a bunch of sexist morons who will never make a girl character that isn't either a moron, a vain slut or another of the stupid, heavily abused stereotypes, and the temporary foolishness wasn't helping at all. What's your opinion, Jelly?"

Jelly-Bob blinked, hopped up and down a few times, then sat motionless.

"Amazing! I agree that what writers need to do is heavily exploit the deeper, more mature and intellectual personality traits of the characters to help people better understand just how stupid Sega is with plots. They really do need to take their fanfiction into their own hands and, in some way, sculpt the characters to a point where they're no longer such awful, narrow-minded, poorly created things."

Jelly-Bob then turned left and right (shaking his head? Does he have a head? I'm not sure...) and blinked a few more times.

"Oh, I agree you need to keep them in character, but that doesn't mean you have to mirror Sega's stupidity. Like when they made SHADOW. I mean honestly, what franchise doesn't have an angsty, violent clone searching for a purpose? I think we all recall Mew-two from Poke'mon, one of the many Dark Samus from the metroid games, The clone of Captain Kirk from the Star Trek movie... come to think of it, I think Mew-two and Shadow might of had the same voice actors! I can almost pull direct quotes from both of them as well!"

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Meanwhile, in a spy camp belonging to Sega, (who were watching the show via satellite) two of the official's eyes widened and they looked to each other in shock.

"We've been ratted out! Abort mission! Abort mission!" The taller one exclaimed, running out of the building. It was lucky they moved when they did- The Poke'mon lawyers were close on their trail, military standard tanks and all. Oh yeah. Fear pikachu... he knows where you live...

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"Well, all in all I think that-" Komodo began, before the faint sound of screaming could be heard as Shadow ran up the freeway and tackled Komodo to the ground.

"I told you to stop when you still could! Now it's too late! Look at what you've done!" He screamed, pointing behind him.

A huge mob of lawyers, Mr. Smiths, Space pirates and even The Enterprise was slowly headed towards them... and none of them looked happy!

"Gasp! You were right!" Komodo declared. "...Shadow, I'm sorry I didn't listen to you! I guess this is the end!" She dramatically threw a hand into the air, and stood facing the huge crowd. "I'm just glad that I could face my fate with a good friend at my side!" She announced, patting Shadow on the head.

"What do you mean? You got yourself into this mess..." He grumbled, taking off at full speed down the freeway.

"WHAT? COME BACK YOU VARMINT!" She screamed shaking a fist. "I WON'T FORGET THIS, YOU KNOW! YOU ARE SO DYING IN MY NEXT FANFIC! YOU HEAR ME! DYING!"

Komodo was interrupted as The Enterprise's laser guns began warming up. She gulped nervously and stared towards the crowd in shock, awaiting her doom...

Suddenly, a man in a black trench coat, sunglasses and a pony-tail ran out from behind the mob of Mr. Smiths, and waked up in front of Komodo, panting from the long run.

"Excuse me, miss..." he began. "But I work with the cashier agency... you haven't happened to see a yellow fox run past here, have you?"

Komodo's eyes widened, and she shook her head.

"No, I haven't." She looked up at the huge crowd. "You're all in the cashier agency?" She asked, bewildered.

"Oh yeah." He said, nodding. "The producer of Poke'mon, Mister Smith and Spak were all cashiers once. We have all the radical connections." He then gave a thumb's up, smiling.

"...Oh. Okay then..." Komodo shrugged, scratching her head.

"ONWARD, MARCH!" The cashier announced, as the mob (which now contained Vikings and the Seahawks football team) gave a battle cry and ran down the empty freeway, leaving a very confused Komodo standing alone.

"...Oh well," She began, sighing as she began the long walk home. "I guess that not all of my plans can work perfectly."

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ONE LAST MESSAGE FROM THE HEALTH BOARD.

We have discovered that everyone who has ever read a chapter of fanfiction written by Komodo342 will eventually DIE!

... We advise you, that if you have fallen for these comments, to go see a doctor. You may have brain trauma if you have not realized that everyone, no matter what, will eventually die, whether it is of old age or poisoning or 275 stab wounds to the back.

Have a nice day!
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Shadow panted in exhaustion as he finally reached a town, and immediately stopped to rest upon the wall of the first building he saw. He looked to the distant group of various scary warriors, now far in the distance, and sighed as he saw they were moving on. Oh well. It was nice knowing Komodo.

He wiped the sweat off of his forehead and walked into the building, which just so happened to be a restaurant. He sat down at one of the empty tables, until eventually one of the waiters walked up.

"You're Shadow the Hedgehog, aren't you?" He asked, his face covered by the menus he held in his hand. Shadow looked up at the strange new person, and nodded.

"Yep. That's me. You would NOT believe what I've gone through today..." the black hedgehog exclaimed, resting his head in his hands.

"Well, whatever it is..." The waiter set the 'Denny's' menus on the table and slowly reached for his samurai sword. "I'm sure it's about to get worse."

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Well, it's over now. I have no idea what Shadow did to Neo, however. . Plot hole. Also I have no idea why neo had a sword. Maybe he's in a branch of the cashier mafia as well. Meh.

Thank me for this chapter- me being Komodo342. I just had to do my friend a favor. So, I wrote a filler chapter.

ps. for more Komodo go read her stories. THE ALL POWERFUL LIZ COMMANDS IT :D