Kit: It's another update!

Kai: You just updated yesterday, and you're starting another one already? Are you feeling alright?

Kit: Oh, ha-ha. But yes, I am starting another update, thanks to the great reviews I got! By the way, K-K, that doesn't count as a flame. Also, one of my reviewers asked why I hate Tyson so much. Well, it's not that I HATE him, it's, in the words of Ray Kon himself: "But there's just so much about you to criticize!"

Kai: Oh yeah, use a first season quote…

Kit: SHUT UP OR I'LL BE DOING THE KAI SEQUEL THAT WAS REQUESTED!

Kai: Hn…

Kit: Anyways, seeing that Halloween is just 30 days away (and the fact that this is Chapter 13), I'm going to do some of the Dark Bladers in the spirit of the season!

WARNING: the next few chapters are going to be unbelievably OOC that they could quite be illegal in all but 5 states. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Have a nice day!

(here's the Bey, here's the blade, and here's the lawyer that says it's not mine)


Discern Your Actors!

a.k.a.

Know Your Stars!

Chapter 13

Zomb

(Zomb is…well, sitting in the chair like a mix-and-match monster, I guess)

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

"Zomb…He's hiding something…"

"No, no I'm not!" Zomb responds, (clearly hiding something).

"Zomb…What are you hiding…?" The voice asks.

"Nothing…NOTHING I SAY!"

"Zomb…Tell us what you're hiding…"

"All right I confess. I forgot to put on underwear."

"…that's disgusting…"

"Thank you, you're too kind."

"…has anyone ever told you you're an idiot?"

"Yes, on multiple occasions. Why?"

"Oh, never mind…"

Zomb shrugs, "Okay, you're the freaky voice."

"Zomb…His creator his apparently didn't give him a brain…"

"He didn't? Hey! Does this mean I can try out for the Scarecrow in 'The Wizard of Oz'? I've always wanted to be a star on Broadway! I've even got an entire routine prepared! 'THE HIIIILLLLLLLSSSSS ARE ALLLLLLIIIIVVVVEEE, WITH THE SOUND OF MUUUUSSSIIICCC!'"

"…that's not even the right play…"

"It's not? Okay, try this: 'OKKKKKKKKLLLAAAHHHOOOOMMAAA, WHERE THE WIND COMES SWEEPING DOWN THE PLAIN!"

"Uh…no…"

"'THE PHHHHAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNTTTTOOOOMMM OF THE OPERA ISTHHHHHEEERRREEE, INSSSSIIIIIDDDEEE MY MIND!'"

"You had better hope the authoress's friend trisana doesn't find out you're singing that song so badly…"

"'PICKIN UP SPEED, RUNNIN OUT OF TIME; GOIN HEAD TO HEAD, IT'S THE WAY OF LIFE; YOU GOTTA FALL DOWN, EAT GROUND, AND GET BACK UP AGAIN! LET'S BEYBLADE!'"

"…that was the WORST rendition of the Beyblade theme song I have ever heard…"

"You're right! I forgot the second verse! 'SPINNIN IT OUT--'"

"STOP IT!"

"Was it something I sang?"

"How does Oliver put up with this?"

"Oh yes, Oliver, it's he such a pleasant boy? And his beyblade is such a lovely shade of pink!"

(Backstage)

"…Okay, I'm going to ask this once, and ONLY once. Who is that, and what have they done with Zomb?" Oliver asks, twitching incessantly.

"Hate to break it to yah kid, but that IS Zomb." Sanguinex tell him, "Now you see what we have had to put up with for the last few centuries."

"My deepest sympathies…" Oliver tells him sincerely.

(Onstage)

Meanwhile, Zomb is finishing up a highly detailed explanation about…something. "And that is why I will never beyblade before I have finished watching Martha Stewart."

"…what did that have to do with my statement about your favorite color?"

"Favorite color? I thought you asked me about my favorite felon."

"Oi…I give up on this one…"

"Okay then! I'm off to skip through the forest and pick daises!" And with that, Zomb merrily skips offstage, loudly humming the Smurfs theme song.

"Now you know…Zomb…"

Zomb skips back onstage wearing bracelets, necklaces, and a crown made out of flowers, all wilsttossingpetals into the air. "Look at me! I'M A PRETTY PRETTY PRINCESS!"


Kit: Alrighty then…No idea where that middle bit came from, BUT I LIKED IT!

Oliver: This was and extremely strange chapter. Review at your own risk, and we're still wondering why there have been absolutely no flames…

Kit: Yeah, that is weird. Great news, but still, weird…

Oliver: Au revoir!

Kit: Latez!

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