A/N: Yay! I got reviews! *does happy dance ...Anyway, here's Chapter TwoC The Insurance Girls. Sorry, but we needed insurance! Next up is Vash! Please review, as always! ^_^
Thanks to: Saru-Saru*the*Wingedfox: I agree. If Rem had only explained the food chain when they were little...that dumb slut! Ah! Anyway...no, I, Megan, am not a midget...just short for my age. ^.^
James Daly: Vash is next! Never fear!
Shadow Bluesummers: Don't worry, we'll interview Legato soon! *...and hot dogs...heheh!
Ala: ...you're in my story, but thanks anyway! Hope you like the chappy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Trigun people. I own nothing. Lyle the Lint Monster belongs to my friend, Ala...damn, don't even own Lyle. That's pretty sad. But, I'll feel better if you don't sue me, so read and enjoy! ^.^
~*~*~*~*~*THE INSURANCE GIRLS*~*~*~*~*~
"So all in all, that comes to a total of....250."
"What!? 250 DOLLARS!?" On-stage, both chairs are filled and two people sit on the sofa. The woman clad in white looks up from her typewriter as the larger one waves to the camera. "What the hell!? It's only four little holes!!"
"And a bunch of dents in the wall..." Ala mumbles.
"We're sorry," says a high-pitched voice, "But we have to follow the insurance guidelines." ^_^
"Oh crap!" yells Ala, "We forgot to introduce our guests!"
"Oh yeah! Well, the short shiny-haired chick is Meryl Stryfe and the big cheerful one is Millie Thompson!" Megan gestures to the women on the couch.
"Hi everyone! I'm so happy to be here!" ^_^
"Hey now, don't get off track!" Meryl warns, "If you want insurance for the Studio, you'll have to pay our company 250 double-dollars."
O.O "Oh...DOUBLE-dollars? Is that like, 500 SINGLE-dollars?"
O.O "Woooow...I don't think we have that much money, Megan," Ala pauses...*lightbulb!!* "Ah! Check your pockets!!" Ashley jumps out of her chair and reaches into her pockets (I'm using her real name now), "Aha!" She pulls out her hand. "This is Lyle, the Lint Monster!" ^__^
"Oooh," Millie leans over to Ashley, looking down at the speck on her hand, "Monster? You don't LOOK like a monster."
"Looks can be deceiving!"
"Well, hello Lyle. My name is Millie. How are you today?" ^_^
"Hey!" Meryl interrupts, "What does that piece of lint have to do with paying us!?"
"Oh, but Meryl, surely Lyle is worth SOMETHING."
*sweat drop "Millie, he's a piece of lint. He's not worth ANYTHING."
O.O "But, Meryl, Lyle's a PERSON. A very SMALL person."
"Grrr," Meryl growls, "Fine! We'll take care of the money later."
"Right!" Millie points forward, "On with the show!"
"First question-"
"What is UP with your clothes? They-are-WHACK!"
"What!? That's not our first question!" Ashley takes the card out of her pocket. Beside the crossed out "What are your hobbies" question and written in permanent marker is "What is up with your clothes?" "Megan!?"
"What?" she hides the sharpie behind her back, "I didn't do anything."
-_- "Okay, then. Ladies, just answer the question."
"Well, I wear this because my big sister made it for me and it hides my stun-gun very well." ^_^
"And I wear a white cape over my clothes to conceal all my single-shots." Meryl holds open her cape, exposing the tiny numerous guns.
"Oh yeah! When you're in trouble, you fling back your cape like this and start shooting!" Megan jumps up, spreading out her imaginary cloak and using her fingers as guns. "POW-POW!!"
^^;; "Yeah, uh, thanks."
"I'm no good, but you look like Batman when you do it!"
"...Batman?"
^_^
"Hey, Meryl!" Millie smiles, "Look! Ashley's playing with your guns! Isn't she so cute?"
O.O ...Ashley points a derringer to her head, "Woooo....is the safety on?"
"Hey!" Meryl grabs the gun out of her hand, "Be careful with those!"
*sniff "Pooey."
"Hey, what about the interview?" asks Millie.
"Oh yeah! I forgot! What's our next question, Megan?"
^__________________^
o.O "O. kay. Well, as usual, our next question will be from an audience member!"
"Oh, oh! Can I pick?"
"Sure, Millie!"
"Okay! Umm...how about you!?" she points to a middle-aged man in the front row.
"My question's for Millie. Ummm..." he starts to look uncomfortable, "Why do you like pudding so much?"
"What!?" Millie shrieks, "Pudding is the best thing in the WORLD!! And if you don't like it, you can just sit down and shut up!!!" she pulls out her stun-gun and fires it at the man, pinning him to his seat with a large, plus-sign shaped piece of metal. "Anyone else want a piece of pudding!?!" The remainder of the audience hides behind their seats.
"Hey!" Meryl screams, "What did you do that for!?"
"Eh-heh," the large woman scratches the back of her head, "Sorry."
"Why is it every time we ask an audience member, something bad happens? ..." Ashley pauses, "Uh, Megan?"
^__________________^ "...yes?"
"WE HAVE AN INTERVIEW TO DO! SNAP OUT OF IT!!"
"Ah!" Megan yells, "Sorry!"
"It's okay, just ask them a question."
^.^ "Okay!" she turns towards Meryl, "This one's for you! Did you and Vash ever, um...you know..."
"What?" Meryl laughs nervously, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Yes you do! DON'T LIE TO ME!!"
"Ah! Okay...um, yes...we did?"
"I knew it!" Megan screeches, "STD! STD! Stay away! SHE'S DIRTY!!"
"What!? What makes you think I have an STD!?"
"Ummm..." Megan thinks hard, "...you're dirty?"
"I AM NOT DIRTY!!!
"Well, when did you ever shower during the series!?"
"What does that have to do with STD's!?"
"...I dunno..."
"Alright," Ashley interrupts, "I think we should move on now..."
O.O "Oh! We forgot about the money!" Millie exclaims.
"That's not exactly what I meant..."
"Yeah, so are you guys gonna pay up, or what?" Meryl asks.
"Why should we?" Megan counters.
*stare
*stare
*twitch
*blink
"Aha!"
"Oh, godammit!!" Megan yells, "That's it!" she pulls out a small remote from under her chair cushion and pushes the big red button.
"What the hell!?" The left wall opens to reveal a small room with a bed, toilet, and dim lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. "This looks like a cell!"
"Correct!" Megan shoves Meryl into the chamber, "Ashley, get Millie!!"
"Are you crazy!?" Ashley screams, "I can't move her!"
"Hey, Meryl," Millie says stupidly, "What are you doing in that silly looking room?" she walks over to the wall and goes inside, "Hehe! This is just like a trap!" ^_^
"...dumbass," Megan mutters before pushing the button again. The wall seals itself shut, leaving only her and Ashley on-stage. Banging noises are heard through the wall.
O.O "You never told me you had that."
^_^ "Yeah, well, I do!"
"...wow, they're really gone."
"They'll be okay! I'll give `em food and stuff!"
"...how are they gonna clean themselves?"
"Oh, um...must've forgot about that...eh, I'll get one of those old, big bowl things they used to take baths in."
"Well, in that case..." Ashley leaps out of her chair and onto the floor, "Let's PARTY!!" she starts running around in circles.
^.^ "Yay!!" Megan joins in.
Behind the audience, the camera spins around to face a young man with blonde hair and a fake "BOB" tattoo across his forehead. "Hello. I am Bob, the camera man." He looks over to the stage, where Ashley and Megan are still running around like morons, "It appears that our Hosts are...busy. Well, join us next time where we'll interview Mr. Vash the Stampede. See you then!" he puts on a cheesy smile before turning off the camera.
~*~*~*~*~*The End...of this chapter*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Poor insurance girls! Forgot to tell you that WE DON"T LIKE THEM! Especially Meryl! Anyway, please review! If you want to be on our show, put in your description (at least gender and age) and a question you would like to ask our next guest! Thanks again, and bye!! ^__^
Thanks to: Saru-Saru*the*Wingedfox: I agree. If Rem had only explained the food chain when they were little...that dumb slut! Ah! Anyway...no, I, Megan, am not a midget...just short for my age. ^.^
James Daly: Vash is next! Never fear!
Shadow Bluesummers: Don't worry, we'll interview Legato soon! *...and hot dogs...heheh!
Ala: ...you're in my story, but thanks anyway! Hope you like the chappy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Trigun people. I own nothing. Lyle the Lint Monster belongs to my friend, Ala...damn, don't even own Lyle. That's pretty sad. But, I'll feel better if you don't sue me, so read and enjoy! ^.^
~*~*~*~*~*THE INSURANCE GIRLS*~*~*~*~*~
"So all in all, that comes to a total of....250."
"What!? 250 DOLLARS!?" On-stage, both chairs are filled and two people sit on the sofa. The woman clad in white looks up from her typewriter as the larger one waves to the camera. "What the hell!? It's only four little holes!!"
"And a bunch of dents in the wall..." Ala mumbles.
"We're sorry," says a high-pitched voice, "But we have to follow the insurance guidelines." ^_^
"Oh crap!" yells Ala, "We forgot to introduce our guests!"
"Oh yeah! Well, the short shiny-haired chick is Meryl Stryfe and the big cheerful one is Millie Thompson!" Megan gestures to the women on the couch.
"Hi everyone! I'm so happy to be here!" ^_^
"Hey now, don't get off track!" Meryl warns, "If you want insurance for the Studio, you'll have to pay our company 250 double-dollars."
O.O "Oh...DOUBLE-dollars? Is that like, 500 SINGLE-dollars?"
O.O "Woooow...I don't think we have that much money, Megan," Ala pauses...*lightbulb!!* "Ah! Check your pockets!!" Ashley jumps out of her chair and reaches into her pockets (I'm using her real name now), "Aha!" She pulls out her hand. "This is Lyle, the Lint Monster!" ^__^
"Oooh," Millie leans over to Ashley, looking down at the speck on her hand, "Monster? You don't LOOK like a monster."
"Looks can be deceiving!"
"Well, hello Lyle. My name is Millie. How are you today?" ^_^
"Hey!" Meryl interrupts, "What does that piece of lint have to do with paying us!?"
"Oh, but Meryl, surely Lyle is worth SOMETHING."
*sweat drop "Millie, he's a piece of lint. He's not worth ANYTHING."
O.O "But, Meryl, Lyle's a PERSON. A very SMALL person."
"Grrr," Meryl growls, "Fine! We'll take care of the money later."
"Right!" Millie points forward, "On with the show!"
"First question-"
"What is UP with your clothes? They-are-WHACK!"
"What!? That's not our first question!" Ashley takes the card out of her pocket. Beside the crossed out "What are your hobbies" question and written in permanent marker is "What is up with your clothes?" "Megan!?"
"What?" she hides the sharpie behind her back, "I didn't do anything."
-_- "Okay, then. Ladies, just answer the question."
"Well, I wear this because my big sister made it for me and it hides my stun-gun very well." ^_^
"And I wear a white cape over my clothes to conceal all my single-shots." Meryl holds open her cape, exposing the tiny numerous guns.
"Oh yeah! When you're in trouble, you fling back your cape like this and start shooting!" Megan jumps up, spreading out her imaginary cloak and using her fingers as guns. "POW-POW!!"
^^;; "Yeah, uh, thanks."
"I'm no good, but you look like Batman when you do it!"
"...Batman?"
^_^
"Hey, Meryl!" Millie smiles, "Look! Ashley's playing with your guns! Isn't she so cute?"
O.O ...Ashley points a derringer to her head, "Woooo....is the safety on?"
"Hey!" Meryl grabs the gun out of her hand, "Be careful with those!"
*sniff "Pooey."
"Hey, what about the interview?" asks Millie.
"Oh yeah! I forgot! What's our next question, Megan?"
^__________________^
o.O "O. kay. Well, as usual, our next question will be from an audience member!"
"Oh, oh! Can I pick?"
"Sure, Millie!"
"Okay! Umm...how about you!?" she points to a middle-aged man in the front row.
"My question's for Millie. Ummm..." he starts to look uncomfortable, "Why do you like pudding so much?"
"What!?" Millie shrieks, "Pudding is the best thing in the WORLD!! And if you don't like it, you can just sit down and shut up!!!" she pulls out her stun-gun and fires it at the man, pinning him to his seat with a large, plus-sign shaped piece of metal. "Anyone else want a piece of pudding!?!" The remainder of the audience hides behind their seats.
"Hey!" Meryl screams, "What did you do that for!?"
"Eh-heh," the large woman scratches the back of her head, "Sorry."
"Why is it every time we ask an audience member, something bad happens? ..." Ashley pauses, "Uh, Megan?"
^__________________^ "...yes?"
"WE HAVE AN INTERVIEW TO DO! SNAP OUT OF IT!!"
"Ah!" Megan yells, "Sorry!"
"It's okay, just ask them a question."
^.^ "Okay!" she turns towards Meryl, "This one's for you! Did you and Vash ever, um...you know..."
"What?" Meryl laughs nervously, "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Yes you do! DON'T LIE TO ME!!"
"Ah! Okay...um, yes...we did?"
"I knew it!" Megan screeches, "STD! STD! Stay away! SHE'S DIRTY!!"
"What!? What makes you think I have an STD!?"
"Ummm..." Megan thinks hard, "...you're dirty?"
"I AM NOT DIRTY!!!
"Well, when did you ever shower during the series!?"
"What does that have to do with STD's!?"
"...I dunno..."
"Alright," Ashley interrupts, "I think we should move on now..."
O.O "Oh! We forgot about the money!" Millie exclaims.
"That's not exactly what I meant..."
"Yeah, so are you guys gonna pay up, or what?" Meryl asks.
"Why should we?" Megan counters.
*stare
*stare
*twitch
*blink
"Aha!"
"Oh, godammit!!" Megan yells, "That's it!" she pulls out a small remote from under her chair cushion and pushes the big red button.
"What the hell!?" The left wall opens to reveal a small room with a bed, toilet, and dim lightbulb hanging from the ceiling. "This looks like a cell!"
"Correct!" Megan shoves Meryl into the chamber, "Ashley, get Millie!!"
"Are you crazy!?" Ashley screams, "I can't move her!"
"Hey, Meryl," Millie says stupidly, "What are you doing in that silly looking room?" she walks over to the wall and goes inside, "Hehe! This is just like a trap!" ^_^
"...dumbass," Megan mutters before pushing the button again. The wall seals itself shut, leaving only her and Ashley on-stage. Banging noises are heard through the wall.
O.O "You never told me you had that."
^_^ "Yeah, well, I do!"
"...wow, they're really gone."
"They'll be okay! I'll give `em food and stuff!"
"...how are they gonna clean themselves?"
"Oh, um...must've forgot about that...eh, I'll get one of those old, big bowl things they used to take baths in."
"Well, in that case..." Ashley leaps out of her chair and onto the floor, "Let's PARTY!!" she starts running around in circles.
^.^ "Yay!!" Megan joins in.
Behind the audience, the camera spins around to face a young man with blonde hair and a fake "BOB" tattoo across his forehead. "Hello. I am Bob, the camera man." He looks over to the stage, where Ashley and Megan are still running around like morons, "It appears that our Hosts are...busy. Well, join us next time where we'll interview Mr. Vash the Stampede. See you then!" he puts on a cheesy smile before turning off the camera.
~*~*~*~*~*The End...of this chapter*~*~*~*~*~
A/N: Poor insurance girls! Forgot to tell you that WE DON"T LIKE THEM! Especially Meryl! Anyway, please review! If you want to be on our show, put in your description (at least gender and age) and a question you would like to ask our next guest! Thanks again, and bye!! ^__^