The music signals the return of the
show.
"Welcome back to Whose Line is it
Anyway, and we're about ready for our
next game here." applause as the camera pans over four very unhappy guys.
"Okay, your next game is," Drew looks
at the camera and smiles "Props! This is for all four of you. Come over here
and get your props. Heheheee," he says in a lower voice "let's see them
incorporate Animorphs into this game…" Colin and Ryan go and retrieve their
prop, an inflatable donut hole with two prongs at the end of it. Toomin and
Chip go and get theirs which is a foam noodle.
"Okay, you guys come up with ideas for
these props. We'll start out with Chip and Toomin." Chip starts walking and
Toomin stands at the side with the noodle drawn back.
"Hehehee…" Toomin snickers and let's
the noodle fly, hitting Chip in the face.
Bzzzzzz!
Ryan takes the object and puts his head through the ring so that the prongs
stick straight up.
"Ah, nice to see you Fet." Colin says.
"Rrrrrrrr…." Ryan swings about.
Bzzzzzz!
Chip takes the noodle and bends it into a circle as Toomin clasps his hands
together. He brings out his wings and Chip puts the noodle above his head
and hums some angelic music.
Bzzzzzz!
"What's your sign Colin?"
"I'm a Taurus!" he says and brings out
the symbol.
Bzzzzzz!
Chip attaches the noodle to his behind and puts his hand out on the end of it.
"Fwapp!" he hits Toomin down.
Bzzzzzz! Ryan fits the object on his head with the
prongs facing forward.
"It's the invasion of the giant ant
people! It's the invasion of the giant ant people!" Colin yells and Ryan chomps
on him with the prongs.
Bzzzzzz!
"And now an application of the advice
'talk softly and carry a big stick.'" Chip says and stands off to the side.
Toomin sneaks up behind him and bashes him over the head {that's always what I
see when someone mentions that phrase hehehehhee….}
Bzzzzzz!
"The symbol of the Jake formerly known
as Prince." Ryan presents the object.
Bzzzzzz!
Toomin takes to the air and Chip holds the noodle like a weapon.
"Ah! The wicked witch of the west has
sent out her flying monkeys!"
"Whooohaaaa!" Toomin cries as he tries
to attack Chip and he sways the noodle around.
Bzzzzzz!
"It's time to try out my super specs!"
Colin fits the object over his eyes and Ryan ducks.
Bzzzzzz!
Chip holds one end of the noodle while Toomin holds the other. They stand side
by side.
"This is a noodle." Chip says and
presents his end.
"This is a noodle thoroughly cooked
and seasoned in an oriental sauce. " Toomin says factually and holds his end
loosely.
Bzzzzzz!
Ryan makes an 'O' shape with his hand and places the object sideways so that
together is says 'ooc'.
"This fic is ooc." Ryan says.
"I can tell." Says Colin.
Bzzzzzz!
"Want some of my really giant
twizzler?" Chip offers.
"Hey, if it'll make my mouth happy."
Toomin says.
Bzzzzzz!
Ryan fits the prong ends on his face so that the circle stands out.
"Do you think anyone will notice my
giant pimple?" he asks.
Bzzzzzz!
Chip scrunches the noodle into the back of his shirt. It immediately starts
unfolding.
"Hey, your morph allergy is acting
up." Toomin points out.
"Aww man I can't have my hereth illint
here…" Chip complains.
Bzzzzzz!
Colin puts the object on his head with the prongs sticking up.
"You're not evil are you?" Ryan asks.
"What on earth would make you say
that?" Colin says with a little indignation.
Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!
The audience claps and cheers as the guys all go back to their chairs after
dropping the props off.
"Ten points to Toomin. This is your
welcoming gift to the mortal realm." Drew cocks his head and smiles.
" Three million to the rest of you…"
he adds. The guys all slump in their chairs.
"This is so humiliating! I'm being
forced to do tricks for some stupid mortal who's only lived a millionth of the
years that I have lived! I can just imagine what havoc Crayak and Drode are
reeking on the universe without me there to stop them…" Toomin stresses.
Up
in the fourth dimension……
Drode looks out on the spectacle.
"Master! You really should see this!
Ellimist is a moronic mortal again!" Crayak lays down a set of three cards and observes his game of solitaire.
NOT INTERESTED…. He says and lays a
black four on a red five. Drode turns around.
"But don't you see master? With him
gone, there's nothing stopping us from taking control of the universe!" Drode
says excitedly. Crayak scratches his chin and moves one column to another.
NAAAAAA…….. Crayak says complacently.
"But I really want to!" Drode whines.
Crayak looks up.
YOU GET LIKE THIS ON EVERY RAINY
DAY….. Crayak complains.
"Fine! I'll go do it myself!" Drode
storms off. Crayak goes back to his game. Places a black seven on a red eight.
He stares a while.
AWWW…..PHOOEY…. he realizes he's lost
and the cards erupt in a flame. Then he pulls a cup and ball from behind him
and plays with that.
Back
in the mortal realm….
"Hey, how did you become immortal if you started out
as one of us?" Chip asks.
"Story for another time, here's our
next game…" Toomin hushes.
"The next game is Narrate! This is for
Colin and Ryan…" Drew announces. The
two get up and stand center.
"If you've never seen this game
before, what Colin and Ryan will do is act out a Phil Noir scene {is that what
it is?}. Where's a good place for that to take place?" he asks the audience.
"Visser Three's private chambers!"
"The barn!"
"On board the Blade Ship!" Drew grits
his teeth.
"Could we do something not Animorphs? I mean c'mon! Let's try a
barber shop or a florist or a bank! Something normal!" The audience stares
uncomprehending.
"You know! Normal? The stuff everyone
else does and agrees on ?" Drew tries to convey.
"They are fanfic writers, they don't
understand you concept of normalcy. Normal to them is fanfiction." Toomin
explains in a superior tone. Drew sighs exasperated.
"Just….what were you saying again?" he
picks up his pen and card, resigning to the majority.
"How about Jake confronting Tom in the
barn?" someone yells. Drew shrugs.
"Sound good to you?" he asks Colin and
Ryan.
"Well guys? Is that what you want?"
Ryan asks.
"Yeah!" the audience responds.
"When you hear the music, begin." Drew
says and leans back. The piano music comes on and Colin steps up.
"I had come to suspect over the last
few weeks that my brother wasn't exactly my brother. That he was caught up in
some alien conspiracy to take over the world. My mom told me that such a theory
was outrageously stupid and that I should be scheduled with a doctor or at
least stop being so jealous of him. I mean he was the star of the high school
basketball team and what was I but the chosen savior of Earth? Nonetheless, I
set out to spy on him. I found him in the barn that belonged to the girl that I
liked." Colin steps back.
"I'd thought I find you here Tom."
Ryan turns around and then steps up.
"I thought that it was sorta strange
that he believed that I would be here. I mean, it was his girlfriend's barn and
as the star of the basketball team and city slicker it would seem strange that
I would be in a barn feeding an injured opossum. I decided to lay low and find
out his intentions…" he stands down.
"So you thought I'd be here, why is
that?" Ryan asks coolly.
" I'm on to you Tom."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Why would the star of the basketball team and frequent city
slicker be in a barn feeding an injured opossum?" Colin asks.
"I have a soft spot for the furred
kind." Ryan answers. Colin steps up.
"He'd responded so surely and so
confident, I was almost convinced. But the Yeerks are a deceptive kind. It
seems I would have to outsmart him and to do that I would have to play the
idiot." He stands down.
"That's cool man! Hehehe…" he says.
Ryan looks at him and steps up.
"His sudden change from suspecting to
stupid confused me. Was he really on to me, or was he just a moron?" Ryan steps down.
"You are a strange one midget." He
says. Colin steps up.
"I wasn't exactly sure how to
interpret that. He seemed to be playing the same complex game I was. I decided
to hold the questions and hope he would let something slip…" He steps down.
"So whatcha feeding him there? He sure
is a cute little fella…" Colin says.
"Oh, just some baby formula. He got
shot in the leg." Colin steps up.
"He seemed to know what he was talking
about, strange for a star of the basketball team and frequent city slicker. It
made me wonder if it wasn't that he was being controlled by aliens, but if he
had been getting close to the girl I liked. It was something I had to know, and
I knew just the way…." Colin steps down.
" The new decorations in Cassie's
bedroom sure are nice." He says.
"Yes, a welcomed change from those
drab green sheets.." Ryan says.
"Aha! How would you know about the
color of her sheets were if you don't hang out here?" he asks coyly. Ryan steps
up.
"I had made a mistake and I knew I had
to respond quickly and logically…." He stands down.
"How do you know what the color of the sheets in her room look like? I
thought she was the girl you 'just liked'". Ryan throws back..
"All right I'll level with you. I am
her boyfriend but that does not explain your knowledge of the sheets."
"Why her father asked me if the
Sharing needed them. I came here to pick them up." Ryan says.
"Is that so."
"It sure is."
"Uh-huh."
"Well carry on then."
"Fine I will." Colin says and then
steps up.
"He had dismissed me and I had little
information. His excuse had been valid enough although I wasn't satisfied that
he was who he said he was. I decided to try a new strategy…"
"Admit it! You are an evil alien
parasite helping in the conspiracy to take over Earth and make the human race
your slaves! That or you're doing my girlfriend…" Colin accuses. Ryan puts the
bottle down and confronts Colin.
"All right I admit." He says.
"To which one?" Colin asks.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"What do you mean what's that supposed
to mean? It's a simple question! Are you an evil alien bent on world domination
or are you cheating with my girlfriend?!"
"I am your brother…" Ryan says with a
calm smile. Colin steps up.
"Things were getting ugly. He was
playing the idiot now and while either choice was horrible in it's own way, it
was worse if he were doing both. Things had gotten complicated and I was
running out of ideas. Then it stuck. me. A simple plan but a plan nonetheless…"
"Look over there!" Colin shouts and
points. Ryan looks and Colin mimes morphing and kills Ryan. Colin steps up.
"He always was the favorite anyway…"
Bzzzzzzz!
The audience cheers and hoots. Colin and Ryan go back to their seats as there
is applause.
"All right. Two thousand
points for Ryan and One thousand, nine-hundred and ninety-nine for
Colin…." Drew says. Colin narrows his
eyes and brings out his arm which has gone scaly and sprouted blades. Drew
interprets the threat.
"Two thousand points for both of
you.." he says his eyes darting. He takes a sip from his coffee mug. He frowns
and rolls his tongue around.
"What is this? Carrot juice? Someone
want to bring me coffee?"
"It's kiwi-strawberry!" a voice
off-stage shouts.
"Anyway, time for a commercial. We'll
see ya when we return on Whose Line is it Anyway?" Drew says to the camera. and
the audience applauds.
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