"Wait, what the hell are you talkin' about?" asked Meara finally clueing into the conversation.

"Well, we are in Somewhere right? so, somewhere is part of anywhere! Thusly we are in Anywhere!" replied Trist enthusiastically.

"Don't you feel smart, usin' thusly. Well fine. But I'm bored with the psuedo Wilmette idea. Too much explaining of how it would work kinda ruined it for me. I'm hungry. SUDDENLY BEKKI GOT A BIG FAT DOUBLE CHEESEBURGER WITH FRIES AND A MILKSHAKE!" yelled Bekki randomly.

And not a second later did a person from McDonalds walk up with a tray of a double cheeseburger, fries and a milkshake. She then handed it to Bekki and poofed into nothingness.

"Hell no, I don't want no crap McDonalds," said Bekki after receiving the food, "narrator this sucks, I mean look at this burger, it ain't no bigger than my fist!"

Then the labels on the food changed from McDonalds to CJ Arthurs and suddenly the food quality got a million times better and just as Bekki was going to dig in, Trist burst in.

"I HAD TO EXPLAIN ALL OF THAT FOR NOTHING! NO REASON WHATSOEVER! That's it I QUIT THIS DAMN STORY!" and with that he stormed off.

"TRIST WAIT, COME BACK TO ME! FINE I QUIT TOO!" and Meara stormed off after Trist.

"Damn it Bekki, everyone is leaving now. You and your damn hunger." said Cisca angrily.

"Uh, Nikki is still here," replied Bekki hopeful while focused on food.

"No, Nikki wondered off a long time ago after not saying anything for a long time, along with everyone else that we neglected," screamed Cisca back and with that stormed off. With Kevin.

"Well it's not my problem, just goin' with the flow," said Bekki as she left which made Cisca even angrier (despite the fact that she wasn't there), "well narrator, looks like it's just you, me, and this good ole double cheeseburger."

IS THIS THE END OF THE EPIC TALE? WILL BEKKI BE ABLE TO FINISH THE DOUBLE CHEESEBURGER? DO I EVEN STILL HAVE A JOB? DID I EVER GET DENTAL? These questions and more answered in, NEXT WEEKS THRILLING STORY!

"Um, what did I miss?" asked another Bekki walking in.

"O, everyone left. Don't know why, they all randomly got pissy and stormed off. There was nothing I could do; I was being attacked by a double cheeseburger monster with his pals freaky fries and monstrous milkshake. Luckily I managed to tame, and consume them WITHOUT the help of the other people." said other now stuffed Bekki.

"DAMNIT, U ARE THE WORST STUNT DOUBLE EVER! I GO ON A SIMPLE COFFEE BREAK, AND LOOK WAT YOU ACCOMPLISH IN 15 MINUTES! YOU ARE FIRED(copyright Donald Trump)" yelled a very angry original Bekki while paying the stupid buck it costs to say the YAF phrase, stupid DT. Guess who's the publisher of this fine work, (with him the publisher, he guarantees it to be the BEST story ever.) hehe, rollin' in dough. hmm, homemade dough with chocolate chips...mouth watering goodness......

SO, way off track there. What will happen now? Will Bekki be able to get the cast together? Will the other writer be able to keep the story interesting? Will i stay as god damn sexy as I am right now? O YEA BABY! ALL THIS, NEXT WEEK @HOTMAIL.COM!

A/N: The "other writer" wishes it to be none that this entry was none of her responsibility. She also blames her co-author for the fact that everyone left, and that the story is tottering over a cliff at the moment. Wow, that was a really bad metaphor. Anyway, in the NEXT chapter, all will be well again because MY narrator is SO MUCH BETTER than BEKKI'S! Not to mention SEXIER, and SMARTER, and COOLER. So THERE.

Caps locks is strangely amusing.