Kit: Something is NOT right here!

Kai: And you say that, why?

Kit: Well, I'm getting REAL compliments, the hit's thing is almost to one hundred on this story, and I'm getting actual reviews.

Kai: Let me get this straight…your complaining because people like the story.

Kit: YEAH!

Kai: THAT'S A GOOD THING!

Kit: But I'm writing out of sheer boredness! This is coming straight off the top of my head! IT'S JUST SO COMPLETELY RANDOM! WHY THE HELL AM I COMPLAINING?

Kai: That's what I'd like to know…

Kit: O.o anyways, this chapter is going to be all about Hilary. I go to a lot of different fan sites, and I have learned that there are four main types of Beyblade fans when it comes to these two girls: (1) Those who hate Hilary, but like Ming-Ming, (2) Those who hate Ming-Ming, but not Hilary, (3) Those who hate neither one, and (4) Those who loathe them both with a burning passion! I happen to fall into the second category. Anyways, I thought it would be a good idea to place these side-by-side so no one would be too mad at each other. TO THE REVIEWS!

To black-moon-dream: You REALLY cut that close! Yes, she DID deserve that…

To VGMaster04: Well you won't have to wait! Here's a review!

To Betrayed by Darkness: And who doesn't?

To Jake: NOT AGAIN! Jake, just stay calm, and put down the hammer…

To mew shauzia: That I do! (grins)

To Lilicat93: I'm really sorry, but you reviewed just as soon as I posted. I would have replied last chapter if so. I won't go TOO hard on them, maybe.

Kit: I've been reading some other KYS parodies in the Shaman King category, so I have some excellent ideas for this chapter, thanks mainly to Know Your Stars: Shaman King Style. So don't give me all the credit!

(You know the deal. I'm too poor to own it.)

Discern Your Actors!

a.k.a.

Know Your Stars!

Chapter 1

Hilary Tatibana

(Hilary is relaxing in the chair, waiting to start)

"Know your stars; know your stars; Know Your Stars…" The narrator says in a round.

"Hilary Tatibana…Is a natural blonde…"

"Umm…no." Hilary responds. "My hair is brown, not blonde. Anyone with decent eyesight can see that."

"Hilary Tatibana…Is a professional WWF wrestler…"

"What? I think you read that card wrong. I'm not a professional wrestler. I'm not a professional anything."

"Hilary Tatibana…Is a certified pain…"

"I'm a WHAT? THAT WAS SO UNCALLED FOR!"

"Does the truth hurt?"

"That is NOT the truth! Who would tell you to say something like that?"

"Hilary Tatibana…She wears a size 7 shoe…"

Hilary opens her mouth to reply, but stops. "Okay, that one was true…"

"Hilary Tatibana…She's 5'1''…"

"That's true too…"

"Hilary Tatibana…Her waistline is-"

"DON'T YOU DARE FINISH THAT SENTENCE YOU PERVERT!"

"Hilary Tatibana…Is going to kill Tyson…"

"And you say that because…?"

"Hilary Tatibana…Tyson paid me to say these things…"

"TYSON WHAT?'! TYSSSSSOOOOOOOON!"

(from backstage) "No! Hilary! I didn't! I swear!" Tyson yells.

"YOU PERVERT! HOW THE HELL DID YOU GET MY MESUREMENTS?" Hilary roars.

"I DIDN'T!"

"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU GRANGER!" She says, and runs backstage after Tyson.

"No! Hilary! Please! Don't! AHHHHHHHHH!"

"Now you know…Hilary Tatibana…"

Kit: That was weak. Really weak. I'm in shame from the weakness.

Kai: Then why don't you just go ahead and type up Tyson's? You aren't that fond of his character, you've already gotten the beginnings of a good torture, and you don't have anything else to do…

Kit: Hmm…I think I will! Don't think that this gets you off the hook though…

Kai: (thinking) Blast!

Kit: Well, I'll get started on that next one. Maybe even have it up today. Oh, and I was just guessing that info. I wouldn't suggest actually using it as reference for your fic. Latez!

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