Alright guys, here it is plain and simple. I needed to write some things out. Now, before you protest I want all of you to know I have nothing against the topics discussed in this interview. Everyone is free to write what they want to write. Besides, these are just things I thought it would be funny for the Cast to say. So here it goes!

A Talk with the Cast

Artgirl4: Hey everybody! I can see Danny from my chair!

Danny: That's cuz I'm sitting on your bed Art.

Artgirl4: Well yeah, but that obviously means I'm going insane, so I thought it fit to inform everyone.

Danny: Sure. Go ahead. Why am I here again?

Artgirl4: I've been having writer's block. I-

Danny: When are you NOT having writer's block?

Artgirl4: *glares* Funny ghost boy. Let's see where that gets you the next time I DO write.

Danny: *Gulps*

Artgirl4: As I was about to explain, Danny's here because I am, besides insane, wanting to discuss aspects of fanfiction. Who better to talk it out with than the one many a fanfiction writer talks about?

Danny: I'd bow, but I believe that'd be overkill.

Artgirl4: (Picks up a pencil, twirls it between her fingers) So Danny, anything you'd like to start with.

Danny: Well, I believe Sam has something to say.

Sam: Yeah I do.

Artgirl4: (Playing with pencil) Do tell.

Sam: Okay, how many fanfics have the words "hilarity ensues"? I mean, come on, can't they just put it in the humor category? Why must they ALWAYS put that at the end of a possibly interesting summary?!

Artgirl4: (Doing the "bendy pencil" trick) Yes, yes, the great mysteries of life. Why must hilarity always "ensue"? Why is it impossible for hilarity to "pop" or "crackle" or "flounce"?

Danny: And here I though you were going for the rice krispies image. Then you go ahead and add "flounce".

Artgirl4: (Ignoring Danny) Indeed, indeed. Why must anything ever "ensue" at all?

Sam: I don't think I'd be arguing as much if "darkness ensued" or something.

Artgirl4: That would make for an interesting story.

Danny: Can you stop using the psychologist voice?

Artgirl4: (Still ignoring Danny) Anything else to add Sam?

Sam: Nope, not really. Wait, what about people who say, "Kay not ready for flames"? If you weren't READY, why'd you post up a fanfiction?! You're supposed to be willing to accept criticism!

Artgirl4: Yes, why must they do that?

Danny: Well that's the pot calling the kettle black.

Artgirl4: I've gotten tired of this pencil (chucks the pencil super fast at Danny's head, who yelps as it hits him). Anything else Sam?

Sam: No I'm good. Tucker?

Tucker: Why can't I ever be OOC? Of course Danny and Sam, often times they're OOC, but me? Noooo, ol' Tucker's always the geek!

Artgirl4: Not true. (Picks up a pen) I've read many a fic where you're the to-the-rescue, charming, clever-

Danny: (Scoffs, gets hit in the head with a super-fast pen that ricochets off his skull and falls against bed)

Tucker: When you say to-the-rescue, was it using the PDA or some other form of technology? Or saving Danny and Sam's relationship?

Artgirl4: Well-

Tucker: When you say charming, do you mean, hey-he-think-he's-funny-let's-hang-out-with-him-and-laugh-at-him-not-with-him kind of charming?

Artgirl4: That's very specific-

Tucker: And when you say clever, do you mean constantly spouting out facts or using his brains to do something stupid but at the same time smart?

Artgirl4: SHUT UP AND ACCEPT THE COMPLIMENTS!

Tucker: (Voice quavers) I rest my case.

Sam: Hey Tuck, you should be happy. At least you get to stay true to yourself. I'm the one who ends up abusing herself. Or crying into a pillow.

Danny: Or crying into me. (Gets smacked with a pillow) Art! Stop it!

Artgirl4: Not me. I'm at the desk. You got hit by your lover-girl, lover-boy. Hey! I like it!

Sam: (Ignoring Artgirl4) And that's only half of it. Other times I'm pregnant and moody. Or I'm a conventional housewife. Or I'm under some stupid spell by some stupid something-or-other and…in love with Dash.

Tucker: Oh yeah! I remember those ones! (Laughs, gets pegged by three pillows at the same time. Groans)

Artgirl4: I kinda like the housewife ones. Sorry Sammy dear (sees Sam raise the pillow, shakes a finger) Ahem, writer or your stories remember?

Danny: When do I get to talk about my issues?

Artgirl4: Honey, we don't have enough time in the world.

Danny: (Glares)

Jazz: I have something to say. Why am I always psycho?

Artgirl4, Danny, Tucker, and Sam: You're in-character.

Jazz: Hey!

Artgirl4: Well look at it this way Jazz-the-beat-I-love (glances at Jazz, who glares) doesn't work? I was trying to work away from Jazzy-pants. Anyway, even if sometimes you are psycho, overbearing, nagging-

Jazz: You can stop.

Artgirl4: I know. As I was saying, nagging, loud, nosy, but you're still constantly there for Danny. You even help him patch up after a big baddy.

Jazz: Oh yeah, about that. How come I'm never faint of heart? I always, ALWAYS end up being the expert with the bandages. I though I was studying psychology, not first aid!

Artgirl4: You're a smart girl. You can multi-task. Anything else?

Jazz: (Mutters) Whatever.

Artgirl4: Good girl. Danny?

Danny: What?

Artgirl4: Anything to say?

Danny: You're actually asking?

Artgirl4: No, I'm speaking to my bed, utterly insane. Oh, wait, yes I am. I'm still asking though.

Danny: Well I'm irritated with all the slash.

Artgirl4: Oh yes, the slash. That was interesting. Not that I read it.

Everyone: (Looks at Artgirl4 curiously)

Artgirl4: Well it was hot!

Danny: (Face palms)

Artgirl4; I'm just kidding. I mean, geez, Vlad's like, old!

Danny: Exactly!

Artgirl4: And you can't make out with yourself!

Danny: Hear, hear!

Artgirl4: I have nothing to say about the Dash ones.

Danny: Amen-wait, what?

Artgirl4: Okay, okay the Dash ones are silly too. I mean, come on, "I'm hiding my affection for you by pummeling to a pulp, and making you eat my underwear. Don't misunderstand, I really care."

Danny: Thank you.

Sam: Also, ME and Dash?! It was one stupid kiss to break the spell Danny was under! What's with the sudden incoming of "Ever since I touched those violet lips, I've been enchanted"?! I mean, come on, Dash doesn't even know what enchanted means! He doesn't even know what color violet is!!

Artgirl4: I'm sensing some aggression. Dash, anything to add?

Dash: They both taste like geeks.

Artgirl4: Thank you Dash.

Tucker: At least you guys HAVE a love interest!

Artgirl4: Well you're availability gives you a lot of options.

Tucker: Such as?

Artgirl4: There's Danny sister for instance.

Danny: (Sputters)

Tucker: Oh yeah, that's TON of fun (rolls eyes) I get nearly beaten to a pulp by an overprotective halfa.

Jazz: Do I get any say in this?

Artgirl4: No Aladdin-and-Jasmine. (Looks at Jazz) Still not working? Darn. Well there's also Dani.

Tucker: Same problem. Over protective halfa. Not to mention she's SO much younger than me.

Dani: He's SO much older than me.

Artgirl4: Ah yes, the old-man theory. Well all backs go out eventually Tuck. How about the bountiful bounty of OC's created just for you?

Tucker: They're either too perfect, or too not-interested.

Artgirl4: SHUT UP AND ACCEPT THE OC'S!

Tucker: (Shrinks, voice quavers) Yes m'am.

Artgirl4: I'm tired guys. I think we're done with Loonyville for a while. Thanks to all of my readers for reading!

Everyone: Thanks!

Once again! Nothing against what's discussed. Most of these aren't my actual opinion anyway!