*2nd Intermission!!*

Sorry I called an intermission after such a short chapter, but I just couldn't wait to write another Burgandy Carpet! It's so fun!

Once gain, The Burgandy Carpet is a half-time show. That means if you don't read it, you're not missing anything. (snaps fingers) Oooooooookaaaaaaaaay?

~Mz/Chx

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The Burgandy Carpet: Part 2

Mz/Chx: (shouts) No you didn't! You little bitch-ass. . .(jumps the rope and runs up and tackles Jonathan)

Jonathan: (annoyed) Security, could you PLEASE remove this. . .crazed fan from my upside!

Mz/Chx: (shouting as security's taking her back behind the velvet rope) CRAZED FAN?! Jonathan, the LAST thing I'd be is a crazed fan of yours! Do you have any idea what people write about you on fanfiction.net?!

Jonathan: No, but I'm far too rich to care! Ha!

Mz/Chx: OOOOH! (takes out a pocket recorder) Note To Self: Get Jonathan, and *good*. (looks back at the camera) Oooookay! We're gonna have to edit that part out!

Cameraman: But, we're live!

Mz/Chx: Oh. . .I am SO fired! (puts away tape recorder) Anyway, sorry about what you had to see there folks, but I MUST find my friggin' cartridge!

Camerman: Uhhh, you said "cartridge"?

Mz/Chx: Of course I said cart---. . .Don't tell me, YOU had the cartridge!!

Camerman: I thought you said "partridge". (laughs) You know, someday, we'll look back on this and l-- (punched in the gut my Mz/Chx)

Mz/Chx: I MUST get in that primiere and get that autograph!!

(a DataDyne hovercar drops down onto the CI limo, smashing it)

Mz/Chx: Oh great, it's the jake-ass DataDyne crew.

(accompanied by two DataDyne guards (male) Cassandra De Vries makes her way down the carpet and every one is booing. She's wearing an antique-looking bright red ballroom dress with a matching umbrella)

Cass Hater #1: Boooooooo!

Cass Hater #2: What the fuck are you wearing?! You look like you're under the carpet! Boo!

Cass Hater #3: Look at that old-ass bitch!!

(the guards are snickering at the side comments)

Mz/Chx: My GOD that's a poofy dress she's got on. (idea) Wait a minute. (takes out a Cloaking Device) I just realized I had this in here!

Cameraman: Where in the hell'd you get that?

Mz/Chx: (shifts eyes nervously) Um, details are unimportant. You'd better use the camSPY! (uses the cloaking device and sneaks under Cassandra's dress)

Cassandra: Whoo! It's a little drafty out here.

Mz/Chx: *whew! Cassie, what'd you have for dinner, BEANS?!* (sees some money on the floor) *Ooh! A quarter!*

(Mz/Chx stupidly stops to pick up the quarter just when the cloaking devide runs short. The doors close behind Cassandra De Vries)

Bouncer #1: Where do you think YOU'RE goin' lit'l goil?

Mz/Chx: Um, in there?

Bouncer #2: Sorry, do youse have a pass?

Mz/Chx: (marvels at the fact that these highly-paid bouncers have such poor vocabulary skills) No but, (points to the sky) what the hell is that?

Bouncers #1 & #2: Where? (look up at the sky)

Mz/Chx: Work, damn you! (bangs furiously on the cloaking device until it makes her invisible again) Bingo! (walks through the doors) Suckers!

Bouncer #2: There's nothin' in da sky! Hey, where'd she go?

Bouncer #1: Maybe she turn't invisible and walked inside?

(the bouncers look at each other)

Bouncers #1 & #2: Nah. . .

~End Part 2

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Now THAT was better (but shorter)! I liked writing it! Actually, I don't think Cassandra would get booed if this story actually happened. And the bouncers are such dumbasses, it's funny! Please review! If I can get enuff, I'll post it as a sep'rate story!

Next Time On TBC: I get in the building and cause a lot of trouble. Look forward to it!

MzCheex@yahoo.com

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