"You may be wondering, why I, Raistlin Majere am here doing the announcing...well wonder no more!

I'm sick and tired of the Author's never ceasing demands! I'm tired of listening the that Kender prattle on and on! So I'm taking over the show! And no one is going to stop me! MUAHAHAHAHAH!MUAHHAHAHAHA!

(We now see the Authoress, gagged and tied to a chair.)

Authoress: "mmmhmpheesmasghpff!"

(Translation)

"The Mage is finally off his Rocker!"

Raistlin: "Yes, you keep mumbling into that handkerchief Empress, no one's going to save you now!"

(Then...suddenly...out of nowhere!)

Mysterious unidentified voice: "Wanna bet?"

Raistlin: "No! It can't be...what are you doing here!"

M.U.V. "I was invited by a friend of mine, to come and appear on your little show."

Tas: "Invited! And here I was begging you over the phone to come and save us all from Raistlin's evil plot and all you have to say is that I INVITED YOU!"

M.U.V. "One must always be polite Tasselhoff."

Raistlin: "HELLO! What about me? This is my moment of frustration thank you very much! Now why did you have to come! I was just about to take over the show and rule the world!"

Authoress: "emphgf?"

Raistlin: "Well, the media world anyway."

M.U.V. "Well, now that the Authoress is untied, and Raistlin is Krazy glued to his judges chair, I think its time you announce me Tasselhoff. By the way, have you seen my hat?"

Tas: sigh. "It's on your head."

Authoress: "Thank you soo much! Now the show can go on!"

M.U.V. (As if we still don't know who it is..) "Next time dear, be more considerate of his Staff, that is the only thing he got for taking the test that is not well, odd."

Authoress: "I'm really sorry Raistlin.."

Raistlin: Hmpf.

Authoress: "I kinda think your white hair is cool, and your eyes are really sexy."

Crysania: "Watch it! He is married you know!"

Raistlin: "WHAT? NO I'M NOT!"

Crysania: "Darling, you wouldn't remember, it was after Goldmoon hit you over the head with her staff the first time. She performed the ceremony for me on the spot!"

(But by this time, our mage had fainted dead away.)

Theros: "Darlings, can we get this started? I have a manicure at 3 'o clock."

Goldmoon: "Ready when you are Tas."

Tas: "IT IS MY EXTREME PLEASURE TO INTRODUCE...

MY FRIEND FIZBAN!"

Fizban: "It's a pleasure to be here my boy, now lets get this thing started.

Um. What was I supposed to sing? Oh yes, here we go...to the newlyweds!

"It's a state of being, a frame of mind

It's a most befuddling thing

And to every being of its kind

It's discombooberating

You're wasting your time resisting

You'll find the more you do

The more she'll keep insisting

Her him has got to be you!

It's a rough game, everyone knows

There are no rules, anything goes

There's no logical explanation

For this discombooberation

It's a most bemuddling, most befuddling thing

Golmoon: "Is he talking about love?"

Raistlin: "Or his forgetfulness...one does wonder."

There's no sensible explanation

For this discombooberation

It's a most hodge-podgical

Most illogical

Most confusing

Most bamboozling

Most bemuddling

Most befuddling

Thing."

Audience: "ENCORE! ENCORE!"

Fizban: "Well I really must be going, but here's one more as I leave."

Raistlin: "Goldmoon, will you please hit me with your staff again?"

Cyrsania: "Poor baby, he's an old man let him have his encore."

Raistlin: "Wake me when it's over."

"Higitus figitus zumba ka zing!

I want your attention everything

We're packing to leave

Come on lets go.

No, no not you.

Books are always first you know.

Hockety pockety wockety wack

Abra cabra dabra nack

Shrink in size, very small

We've got to save enough room for all

Higitus figitus migitus mum

Prestidigitonium

Alica fez, balica zez

Malaca mex meripedes

Hockety pockety wockety -whoa

Hockety pockety wockety wack

Theros: "Everything has been sucked into his sack!"

Raistlin: "NOOOO! NOT MY STAFF!"

Odds and ends and bric-a-brac

Be with you in just a minute son,

Packing's almost done

Dum doodly doodly dum

Higitus figitus migitus mum

Prestidigitonium

Higitus figitus migitus mum

Prestidigitonium!"

POOF!

Authoress: "Raistlin, honey he's gone...you can let go of the staff now..."

Raistlin: "BITE ME!"

Tas: "Or not..hehehe. READ AND REVIEW!"