*A sign flashes on the screens of hundreds*
~Attention all viewers of the TV show ~Kennyon's Comedy Hour~
*Kennyon appears on the screen flashes a smile and begins to speak*
Kennyon: Hi, I am Kennyon. I have received some very disturbing news. Apparently there was a strike in a small region in Tonga, about the way I treat my camera man, Timmy Fitzgerald. I have had problems similar to this in the past so in order to avoid a law suit from those Tongans, We are taking five minutes from MY show and bringing you the following. . .
*Kennyon walks off the screen and cute little music plays. We see a completely white room where there are now pink flamingos. Then the flamingos step forward.*
Flamingos: "We love you Timmy, oh yes we do. . .
We love you Timmy and we'll be true
When you're not near us we're blue -oooo-
Oh Timmy we love you!
*Timmy steps into the room and begins to do a dance as the flamingos continue to sing.*
Flamingos: "We love you Timmy, oh yes we do. . .
We love you Timmy and we'll be true
When you're not near us we're blue -oooo-
Oh Timmy we love you!
*Timmy begins to sing with them while attempting what appears to be a type of ballet, tai-bo, karate dance thing.*
Timmy: We love me Timmy, oh yes we do. . .
*Kennyon comes back on screen with ear muffs on and begins to speak very loudly.*
Kennyon: THE SAME GROUP IN TONGA THAT WANTED THIS HAS GONE INTO A REVOLT. THEY SAY IF WE DON'T END THIS, *pointing to the convulsing Timmy* THEN THEY WILL SUE. AND THEY AREN'T THE ONLY ONES! A GROUP IN ICELAND HAS SAID, AND I QUOTE, "TIMMY'S DANCING AND SINGING IS WORSE THAN A VIKING ON STEROIDS. AND TRUST US VIKINGS ON STEROIDS ARE SCARY." END QUOTE. SO I WOULD LIKE TO ENHANCE THIS PORTION OF MY SHOW. ONE MOMENT. . .
*Kennyon leaves the room and returns holding a baseball bat and a tranquilizer gun. She aims the tranquilizer at Timmy and fires*
Timmy: Owe, what was that for!?
*Timmy approaches Kennyon with fists raised*
Timmy: Bring it on!
*Timmy is a few inches in front of Kennyon. He swings and just before he hits her he collapses. Kennyon turns and shouts.*
Kennyon: Okay newsies come and get the flamingos! I'll take care of Timmy. *facing camera* this is for all the poor little kids in China who's virgin eyes have been soiled.
*Kennyon begins to beat on Timmy with the bat.*
Kennyon: *Looking up briefly* I couldn't kill the guy. Who would make me laugh when I'm in a bad mood? I mean it's really funny when he's shaving and he's walking around in his bathrobe . . . ha ha ha *begins to laugh*
*Kennyon goes back to beating on Timmy. We see newsies enter from every angle and they start to run around chasing the flamingos.*
Skittery: Get back here you over stuffed pink desert!
*Yes, the newsies do have a taste for flamingos; they taste good with chocolate and strawberries. If you don't believe me, try it!"
Bumlets: Come here little birdie! I promise not to eat you . . . what am I saying . . . you know I'm gunna eat you! Ha ha ha.
*The newsies race around trying to capture the flamingos. Kennyon continues to beat on poor Timmy, remember foam bat,*
Kennyon: Die, Die Die!
*After ten minutes and the capture of every flamingo, Timmy is dragged out and Kennyon stands back up.*
Kennyon: There you go everyone, now we can get on with the good stuff. Today on my show we finally have a film for you. It stars Racetrack Higgins, my good friend and loyal viewer Legs. So here we go.
*Just before the music plays, Lily, painted completely blue, runs onto the stage*
Lily: Wait! I have a complaint! Stop don't play the opening music credits.
Kennyon: What's wrong, you look a little blue?
*Kennyon laughs at her own joke.*
Kennyon: Ha, get it BLUE! *she starts dancing around* you're blue daba-de- daba-di. She falls over in laughter.
Lily: Ha ha ha. I am blue because SOMEONE *she looks around suspiciously,* put blue die in the shower in the trailer I don't have!
Kennyon: You mean someone put blue die in MY shower in MY trailer.
Lily: Yeah pretty much.
Kennyon: That means . . . *gasps in horror* somebody wanted to ruin me by dying me blue! Oh Lily you saved me from humiliation.
Lily: Yeah, yeah, I know it was meant for you, but YOU aren't the one that's blue! I am!
Kennyon: But who would put blue die in my shower?
Lily: I don't know, but who ever did they might strike again!
Kennyon: That's right! Somebody is after me; I mean I can completely understand that I am cute as a button. *strikes cute pose* But why would they try to hurt me?
Lily: I dunno. *shrugs shoulders*
*Kennyon looks to the audience*
Kennyon: Was it one of you?
*Most of the audience shakes their heads but some guy with a handle bar moustache stands up*
Guy with moustache: It was me! Ha ha ha. I'm gunna get you Kennyon if it be da last ting I do! Ha ha ha. You haven't seen da last of me.
*The guy twiddles his moustache and throws a smoke bomb down. He disappears from the spot and reappears at the exit. He sees the audience watching him and turns towards them.*
Guy with moustache: Well you try making it all da way from dere ta here in one bound! It's hard!
*The guy throws down another bomb and is gone when the smoke clears*
Lily: Oh no! I wonder who that was!
Kennyon: Well before we figure it out we have to show that film starring Legs! Her best friend Oswald is here and he came to see here perform and he can't come back tomorrow. *Kennyon turns to the audience, again* Huh, Oswald.
Oswald: s'that thgir!
Lily: What did he say?
Kennyon: Oh, he's a backwards talker. He says everything backwards. Oh and Lily I hear he's single.
Lily: Really? Well he's cute and he is intelligent enough to say stuff backwards. *turning to the audience* Hey Oswald you wanna go out with me?
Oswald: d'I evol ot og tou htiw uoy sa gnol sa uoy era gnilliw ot evig em ydnac senac dna raew ym utut nehw ew og no a etad.
Lily: I'll take that as a yes!
*Lily runs up and sits by Oswald.*
Lily: Hold me. . .
Oswald: *embracing Lily* ko!
*Oswald and Lily sit together and the camera flashes back to Kennyon.*
Kennyon: I think our audience has waited long enough! Presenting, Legs and Racetrack Higgins in the dramatic, Day at the Zoo!
*The screen goes black and it counts backward from five. *
Screen: 5. . . 4. . . 3. . .
Homer J. Simpson: Here comes 2!
Screen: 2. . .
*The movie starts opening to a scene where we see Race sitting on a bench in front of the monkey cage eating a sandwich*
Race: Here I am, sitting in front of the monkey cage eating a sandwich.
*Race looks around and sees that no body is around see he puts his hand through the cage and gives one of the monkey's a bite.*
Race: Here you go Mr. Monkey. Enjoy.
*Race pulls his hand backs out and finishes his lunch. Just as he throws his litter away he hears a scream*
Legs: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Race: Oh, no! What could that be?
*Legs is sitting alone on a bench outside of the elephants when Race finds her.*
Race: Excuse me Miss, but might I ask what's wrong?
Legs: Oh, one of the elephants took my hat!
Race: My goodness! Might I offer you a tissue?
*Race hands Legs a tissue and she wipes her nose in it.*
Legs: Thanks.
Race: You keep it.
*Total cliché, happens to every great couple at the beginning*
Race: Well is there anything I can do to help?
Legs: You can get my hat away from the elephant.
Race: Okay, It's not like I haven't faced a two ton animal that could crush me before.
*Race gulps and prepares to leap the wall*
Legs: Oh, oh be careful.
Race: I will. . . don't worry.
*Race jumps the wall and starts to walk around. He looks for an elephant holding a hat. He sees one runs toward it. He walks around it. The hat is being help pretty tight in the trunk. If he could only get on top of it.*
Race: If I could only get on top of it. . .
*Why does he keep repeating me? I mean I'm just the narrator, don't I have a real part. I explain everything that is happening so that the audience can understand what's going on. You think that they would give me some credit and not repeat everything I say. I do have feelings. I mean who is going to narrate for me when I get all blubbery? Oh there I go now. Crying like a baby. See that? It's a tear. It's like no one appreciates me anymore. Well I have taken enough I'm leaving. . .
Kennyon: Umm. . . .now what are we supposed to do? I didn't even have anyone to narrate my entrance. Lily, Timmy, get out of here!
Lily: What is it?
Timmy: Hey Lily where was your narration? Oh dear! Where was mine!
Kenyon: The narrator quit. Right in the middle of the movie. I mean what are Legs and Race supposed to do. I'm not going to narrate!
Legs: Hey Kennyon where'd the narrator go? Who is supposed to narrate the kisses between Race and I?
Race: Yeah Kennyon, well I guess Legs and I could still do it, but nobody will know what's going on.
Legs: Well I guess that is a good thing in some parts. Who knows how many little kids are reading this and not getting the truth behind the words.
Race: Yeah that's true. Hey Legs, well you wanna go do something no body will get.
Legs: Race not now! This is a crisis! We don't have a narrator. How are we supposed to exit?
Race: What! NO, Kennyon you have to get a narrator fast!
Kennyon: Where are we supposed to get a narrator at this hour?
Lily: Well I think we should have auditions for one!
Timmy: Yeah! We could do it like the American Idol show. Oh I can be Simon! Somebody narrate me sounding just like Simon Cowel.
Legs: Ok fine. Timmy imitates Simon Cowel.
Timmy: That was just wretched, you are absolutely the worst narrator in America. Hey how was that?
Legs, Lily, Race and Kennyon: Wretched! *You people are so stupid*
Kennyon: Narrator? You're back!
*I forgot my water bottle, now if you'll excuse me. . . *
Kennyon: No please don't go! We need you!
*How do I know you're sincere?*
Kennyon: I'm on my hands and knees aren't I? I'll even beg if you want me to.
*Well. . . *
Everyone: Please?
*Okay, I'll narrate for you. But he has to be better. Don't repeat everything I say!*
Race: I swear I won't!
*Okay, well why are we standing around here. Lily, Timmy and Kennyon exit the stage happy that their narrator is back. Race gets back into the elephant cage and Legs looks on worriedly.*
Legs: Oh Race be careful!
*Race is trying to find a way to get the hat from the elephant. He then notices a bag of peanuts conveniently left out. He grabs the peanuts and begins to coax the elephant*
Race: You want some peanuts, just put the hat down and AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
*The elephant is stampeding towards Race. He is running away he finally gets away and hides in a small cave. He watches the elephant that is now eating the peanuts. He sneaks out and grabs the hat before running back over the wall and to Legs.*
Race: *out of breath* Here. . . I. . . got. . . your. . . hat!
Legs: You did oh thank. . . wait that isn't my hat!
Race: It's not!!
Legs: No, mine is a really big blue one with a huge fluffy purple feather coming out of the side!
Race: *pointing to the bench* Is that it?
Legs: There's my hat! I guess I was sitting on it the whole time!
*Race throws the other hat back into the elephant cage and Legs puts her hat back on. Race starts to walk away with his hands in his pockets but is stopped*
Legs: Race, wait!
*Legs runs after Race. He stops and turns to her. When she gets to him she grabs him and pulls him into a huge kiss. A man named Frederick walks past just as Legs pulls back from Race*
Frederick: Hey man that kiss was three thumbs up!
Race: Nobody has three. . .
*Frederick holds up his hands with his. . . huh would you look at that. . . three thumbs*
Race: Well that's a funky kick in the pants.
*Legs and Race laugh before Legs begins to speak again.*
Legs: Race you are my Hero! Thank you for doing that. It was ever so brave!
Race: Well if that is the reward every time, I'm willing to get back into the elephant cage. . .
Legs: I think you deserve the rewards without the effort.
*Legs pulls Race back into a kiss and the light fades*
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* THE END *
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Kennyon: Wait everybody don't leave! That was just the end of the film!
*The audience looks back at Kennyon. Most of them had stood up thinking the show was over. Those dim witted little. . . *
Kennyon: NARRATOR!
*Sorry, got carried away. Kennyon looks back at the audience*
Kennyon: I think now would be a good time for an intermission. Please come back in a few moments!
*The light fades and a voice comes over the speaker*
Loud Voice: *No it isn't the scary child prodigy gone pyromaniac, It's Gerald Ford!* We will have a 7 and thirty five second intermission before we resume our show. Bathrooms are under the signs marked "high voltage" and you can get a variety of snacks from the taco vender out side the studio. His name is Tito. Thank you we will resume in seven minutes, thirty five seconds.
*Lights come up so the audience can see.*
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Wow that was my longest chapter yet! Legs I absolutely adore you! You let me use your name so freely. I think you're great! Come on everybody lets give Legs and hand! *Kennyon claps fiercely* Oh that's right everyone went to intermission. Any noodle. I love writing this. I want to let everyone know that this story will probably never end. It is just going to keep going as long as I get reviews. So send in stuff and anyone who loves Spot send in why you would be the better drama queen for him. The next chapter is when I'm going to do my Spotty girls. I posted a new chapter on Love, Lust and Money, so go read that if you're bored. Thanks everyone. Remember, Kennyon loves you!
~Attention all viewers of the TV show ~Kennyon's Comedy Hour~
*Kennyon appears on the screen flashes a smile and begins to speak*
Kennyon: Hi, I am Kennyon. I have received some very disturbing news. Apparently there was a strike in a small region in Tonga, about the way I treat my camera man, Timmy Fitzgerald. I have had problems similar to this in the past so in order to avoid a law suit from those Tongans, We are taking five minutes from MY show and bringing you the following. . .
*Kennyon walks off the screen and cute little music plays. We see a completely white room where there are now pink flamingos. Then the flamingos step forward.*
Flamingos: "We love you Timmy, oh yes we do. . .
We love you Timmy and we'll be true
When you're not near us we're blue -oooo-
Oh Timmy we love you!
*Timmy steps into the room and begins to do a dance as the flamingos continue to sing.*
Flamingos: "We love you Timmy, oh yes we do. . .
We love you Timmy and we'll be true
When you're not near us we're blue -oooo-
Oh Timmy we love you!
*Timmy begins to sing with them while attempting what appears to be a type of ballet, tai-bo, karate dance thing.*
Timmy: We love me Timmy, oh yes we do. . .
*Kennyon comes back on screen with ear muffs on and begins to speak very loudly.*
Kennyon: THE SAME GROUP IN TONGA THAT WANTED THIS HAS GONE INTO A REVOLT. THEY SAY IF WE DON'T END THIS, *pointing to the convulsing Timmy* THEN THEY WILL SUE. AND THEY AREN'T THE ONLY ONES! A GROUP IN ICELAND HAS SAID, AND I QUOTE, "TIMMY'S DANCING AND SINGING IS WORSE THAN A VIKING ON STEROIDS. AND TRUST US VIKINGS ON STEROIDS ARE SCARY." END QUOTE. SO I WOULD LIKE TO ENHANCE THIS PORTION OF MY SHOW. ONE MOMENT. . .
*Kennyon leaves the room and returns holding a baseball bat and a tranquilizer gun. She aims the tranquilizer at Timmy and fires*
Timmy: Owe, what was that for!?
*Timmy approaches Kennyon with fists raised*
Timmy: Bring it on!
*Timmy is a few inches in front of Kennyon. He swings and just before he hits her he collapses. Kennyon turns and shouts.*
Kennyon: Okay newsies come and get the flamingos! I'll take care of Timmy. *facing camera* this is for all the poor little kids in China who's virgin eyes have been soiled.
*Kennyon begins to beat on Timmy with the bat.*
Kennyon: *Looking up briefly* I couldn't kill the guy. Who would make me laugh when I'm in a bad mood? I mean it's really funny when he's shaving and he's walking around in his bathrobe . . . ha ha ha *begins to laugh*
*Kennyon goes back to beating on Timmy. We see newsies enter from every angle and they start to run around chasing the flamingos.*
Skittery: Get back here you over stuffed pink desert!
*Yes, the newsies do have a taste for flamingos; they taste good with chocolate and strawberries. If you don't believe me, try it!"
Bumlets: Come here little birdie! I promise not to eat you . . . what am I saying . . . you know I'm gunna eat you! Ha ha ha.
*The newsies race around trying to capture the flamingos. Kennyon continues to beat on poor Timmy, remember foam bat,*
Kennyon: Die, Die Die!
*After ten minutes and the capture of every flamingo, Timmy is dragged out and Kennyon stands back up.*
Kennyon: There you go everyone, now we can get on with the good stuff. Today on my show we finally have a film for you. It stars Racetrack Higgins, my good friend and loyal viewer Legs. So here we go.
*Just before the music plays, Lily, painted completely blue, runs onto the stage*
Lily: Wait! I have a complaint! Stop don't play the opening music credits.
Kennyon: What's wrong, you look a little blue?
*Kennyon laughs at her own joke.*
Kennyon: Ha, get it BLUE! *she starts dancing around* you're blue daba-de- daba-di. She falls over in laughter.
Lily: Ha ha ha. I am blue because SOMEONE *she looks around suspiciously,* put blue die in the shower in the trailer I don't have!
Kennyon: You mean someone put blue die in MY shower in MY trailer.
Lily: Yeah pretty much.
Kennyon: That means . . . *gasps in horror* somebody wanted to ruin me by dying me blue! Oh Lily you saved me from humiliation.
Lily: Yeah, yeah, I know it was meant for you, but YOU aren't the one that's blue! I am!
Kennyon: But who would put blue die in my shower?
Lily: I don't know, but who ever did they might strike again!
Kennyon: That's right! Somebody is after me; I mean I can completely understand that I am cute as a button. *strikes cute pose* But why would they try to hurt me?
Lily: I dunno. *shrugs shoulders*
*Kennyon looks to the audience*
Kennyon: Was it one of you?
*Most of the audience shakes their heads but some guy with a handle bar moustache stands up*
Guy with moustache: It was me! Ha ha ha. I'm gunna get you Kennyon if it be da last ting I do! Ha ha ha. You haven't seen da last of me.
*The guy twiddles his moustache and throws a smoke bomb down. He disappears from the spot and reappears at the exit. He sees the audience watching him and turns towards them.*
Guy with moustache: Well you try making it all da way from dere ta here in one bound! It's hard!
*The guy throws down another bomb and is gone when the smoke clears*
Lily: Oh no! I wonder who that was!
Kennyon: Well before we figure it out we have to show that film starring Legs! Her best friend Oswald is here and he came to see here perform and he can't come back tomorrow. *Kennyon turns to the audience, again* Huh, Oswald.
Oswald: s'that thgir!
Lily: What did he say?
Kennyon: Oh, he's a backwards talker. He says everything backwards. Oh and Lily I hear he's single.
Lily: Really? Well he's cute and he is intelligent enough to say stuff backwards. *turning to the audience* Hey Oswald you wanna go out with me?
Oswald: d'I evol ot og tou htiw uoy sa gnol sa uoy era gnilliw ot evig em ydnac senac dna raew ym utut nehw ew og no a etad.
Lily: I'll take that as a yes!
*Lily runs up and sits by Oswald.*
Lily: Hold me. . .
Oswald: *embracing Lily* ko!
*Oswald and Lily sit together and the camera flashes back to Kennyon.*
Kennyon: I think our audience has waited long enough! Presenting, Legs and Racetrack Higgins in the dramatic, Day at the Zoo!
*The screen goes black and it counts backward from five. *
Screen: 5. . . 4. . . 3. . .
Homer J. Simpson: Here comes 2!
Screen: 2. . .
*The movie starts opening to a scene where we see Race sitting on a bench in front of the monkey cage eating a sandwich*
Race: Here I am, sitting in front of the monkey cage eating a sandwich.
*Race looks around and sees that no body is around see he puts his hand through the cage and gives one of the monkey's a bite.*
Race: Here you go Mr. Monkey. Enjoy.
*Race pulls his hand backs out and finishes his lunch. Just as he throws his litter away he hears a scream*
Legs: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Race: Oh, no! What could that be?
*Legs is sitting alone on a bench outside of the elephants when Race finds her.*
Race: Excuse me Miss, but might I ask what's wrong?
Legs: Oh, one of the elephants took my hat!
Race: My goodness! Might I offer you a tissue?
*Race hands Legs a tissue and she wipes her nose in it.*
Legs: Thanks.
Race: You keep it.
*Total cliché, happens to every great couple at the beginning*
Race: Well is there anything I can do to help?
Legs: You can get my hat away from the elephant.
Race: Okay, It's not like I haven't faced a two ton animal that could crush me before.
*Race gulps and prepares to leap the wall*
Legs: Oh, oh be careful.
Race: I will. . . don't worry.
*Race jumps the wall and starts to walk around. He looks for an elephant holding a hat. He sees one runs toward it. He walks around it. The hat is being help pretty tight in the trunk. If he could only get on top of it.*
Race: If I could only get on top of it. . .
*Why does he keep repeating me? I mean I'm just the narrator, don't I have a real part. I explain everything that is happening so that the audience can understand what's going on. You think that they would give me some credit and not repeat everything I say. I do have feelings. I mean who is going to narrate for me when I get all blubbery? Oh there I go now. Crying like a baby. See that? It's a tear. It's like no one appreciates me anymore. Well I have taken enough I'm leaving. . .
Kennyon: Umm. . . .now what are we supposed to do? I didn't even have anyone to narrate my entrance. Lily, Timmy, get out of here!
Lily: What is it?
Timmy: Hey Lily where was your narration? Oh dear! Where was mine!
Kenyon: The narrator quit. Right in the middle of the movie. I mean what are Legs and Race supposed to do. I'm not going to narrate!
Legs: Hey Kennyon where'd the narrator go? Who is supposed to narrate the kisses between Race and I?
Race: Yeah Kennyon, well I guess Legs and I could still do it, but nobody will know what's going on.
Legs: Well I guess that is a good thing in some parts. Who knows how many little kids are reading this and not getting the truth behind the words.
Race: Yeah that's true. Hey Legs, well you wanna go do something no body will get.
Legs: Race not now! This is a crisis! We don't have a narrator. How are we supposed to exit?
Race: What! NO, Kennyon you have to get a narrator fast!
Kennyon: Where are we supposed to get a narrator at this hour?
Lily: Well I think we should have auditions for one!
Timmy: Yeah! We could do it like the American Idol show. Oh I can be Simon! Somebody narrate me sounding just like Simon Cowel.
Legs: Ok fine. Timmy imitates Simon Cowel.
Timmy: That was just wretched, you are absolutely the worst narrator in America. Hey how was that?
Legs, Lily, Race and Kennyon: Wretched! *You people are so stupid*
Kennyon: Narrator? You're back!
*I forgot my water bottle, now if you'll excuse me. . . *
Kennyon: No please don't go! We need you!
*How do I know you're sincere?*
Kennyon: I'm on my hands and knees aren't I? I'll even beg if you want me to.
*Well. . . *
Everyone: Please?
*Okay, I'll narrate for you. But he has to be better. Don't repeat everything I say!*
Race: I swear I won't!
*Okay, well why are we standing around here. Lily, Timmy and Kennyon exit the stage happy that their narrator is back. Race gets back into the elephant cage and Legs looks on worriedly.*
Legs: Oh Race be careful!
*Race is trying to find a way to get the hat from the elephant. He then notices a bag of peanuts conveniently left out. He grabs the peanuts and begins to coax the elephant*
Race: You want some peanuts, just put the hat down and AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!
*The elephant is stampeding towards Race. He is running away he finally gets away and hides in a small cave. He watches the elephant that is now eating the peanuts. He sneaks out and grabs the hat before running back over the wall and to Legs.*
Race: *out of breath* Here. . . I. . . got. . . your. . . hat!
Legs: You did oh thank. . . wait that isn't my hat!
Race: It's not!!
Legs: No, mine is a really big blue one with a huge fluffy purple feather coming out of the side!
Race: *pointing to the bench* Is that it?
Legs: There's my hat! I guess I was sitting on it the whole time!
*Race throws the other hat back into the elephant cage and Legs puts her hat back on. Race starts to walk away with his hands in his pockets but is stopped*
Legs: Race, wait!
*Legs runs after Race. He stops and turns to her. When she gets to him she grabs him and pulls him into a huge kiss. A man named Frederick walks past just as Legs pulls back from Race*
Frederick: Hey man that kiss was three thumbs up!
Race: Nobody has three. . .
*Frederick holds up his hands with his. . . huh would you look at that. . . three thumbs*
Race: Well that's a funky kick in the pants.
*Legs and Race laugh before Legs begins to speak again.*
Legs: Race you are my Hero! Thank you for doing that. It was ever so brave!
Race: Well if that is the reward every time, I'm willing to get back into the elephant cage. . .
Legs: I think you deserve the rewards without the effort.
*Legs pulls Race back into a kiss and the light fades*
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Kennyon: Wait everybody don't leave! That was just the end of the film!
*The audience looks back at Kennyon. Most of them had stood up thinking the show was over. Those dim witted little. . . *
Kennyon: NARRATOR!
*Sorry, got carried away. Kennyon looks back at the audience*
Kennyon: I think now would be a good time for an intermission. Please come back in a few moments!
*The light fades and a voice comes over the speaker*
Loud Voice: *No it isn't the scary child prodigy gone pyromaniac, It's Gerald Ford!* We will have a 7 and thirty five second intermission before we resume our show. Bathrooms are under the signs marked "high voltage" and you can get a variety of snacks from the taco vender out side the studio. His name is Tito. Thank you we will resume in seven minutes, thirty five seconds.
*Lights come up so the audience can see.*
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Wow that was my longest chapter yet! Legs I absolutely adore you! You let me use your name so freely. I think you're great! Come on everybody lets give Legs and hand! *Kennyon claps fiercely* Oh that's right everyone went to intermission. Any noodle. I love writing this. I want to let everyone know that this story will probably never end. It is just going to keep going as long as I get reviews. So send in stuff and anyone who loves Spot send in why you would be the better drama queen for him. The next chapter is when I'm going to do my Spotty girls. I posted a new chapter on Love, Lust and Money, so go read that if you're bored. Thanks everyone. Remember, Kennyon loves you!