Hello, welcome back to another chapter. We're getting a lot of requests and cool comments. Well, thanks for all the reviews. We'll see what we can do about all the fan experiments; more fan experiments means more chapters. Now let's get started, enjoy.
(A/N: You can ask them some questions of you want)
Chapter 2
The two co-hosts were sitting on the couch, getting ready for the next episode of the show. There was a small audience now and more staff members. The set got fixed up and now looks better; the walls have some blue wallpaper now. Let's check out the hosts, shall we?
Torcher: I can't believe this idea is actually working...
Mimic: I told you-
Torcher: I don't want to hear it!
Mimic: Touchy..
Torcher: Whatever. (Grabs a Pepsi from the newly bought table and drinks some of it)
Cameraman: Guys, we're on.
Mimic: (sigh) We need to get a warning sign thing or something... Anyways, welcome to another episode of "Interviewing the experiments: fan edition".
Torcher: Bet your wondering about the new stuff and audience. Well, we-
Mimic: We were getting reviews and since reviews equals money here, we got new stuff.
Torcher: ¬¬;; Why do you interrupt me?
Mimic: Because I can, so get the experiment.
Torcher: Sure.. (Thinking) It better no be a maniac again.. (Walks backstage to get said experiment)
Mimic: Now then, this experiment is also an experiment from Void99. He's a little guy who can't seem to shut up. (Reads a little card that was handed to him by a staff member) 1-9-2? Guess I messed up on the number..
Torcher: (From backstage) HA HA!!
Mimic: Bastard... So with out further to do, here he is; experiment 1-9-2!
Torcher was carrying the experiment by his neck and walked over to the chair and placed him there. His fur was long, thick and a bright orange color. There was one eye in the center of his head, although his fur mostly covered it. Like most experiments he had four arms. He had a very stupid grin and was wearing a muzzle.
Mimic: Torcher, why is he wearing a muzzle?
Torcher: To shut him up, he kept talking non-stop and this was the only way I could think of.
Mimic: As much as I hate to say it; Torcher, take off his muzzle.
Torcher takes Mouth's muzzle off and throws it away, he then sits on the couch and they both stare at 192 for a while... which was 5 seconds.
Mouth: Hi, I'm 1-9-2 at your serves but everyone calls me Mouth what number are you guys? You look like this one experiment I don't remember the number but he had all black fur and was really creepy looking-
Mimic: Shut up and answer our question.
Mouth: ... Who are you?
Torcher: I'm Torcher and the guy over there is Mimic.
Mimic: He's going to forget you know..
Torcher: Oh yeah...
Mouth: Heh, those are funny names this reminds me of this naming experiment what's his number, he gave me my name and took me to the kitchen where I found the most vile thing I have ever seen. It was a bunch of veggies that looked like they wanted me to eat them and maybe take my soul but then the clowns came and fired into the kitchen before they could-
Mimic: Stop, what are you taking about?
Mouth: It happened after the rogue clowns came and took over the lab. They took me but I escaped and found myself with a whole lot of experiments I didn't recognized. I was acting all dramatic because I couldn't find any food but I found the naming experiment or he found me. I don't remember which but...
By now, Mimic and Torcher were tuning him out. They we're trying to figure out what to do.
Torcher: Mimic, just let me put him out of his misery!
Mimic: As much as I want to, we can't. We don't want Void kicking our asses for something like that.
Torcher: Always with the ass kicking, what do you suggest?
Now Mouth was starting on his story on how Spoony got resurrected into a knife. This was starting to get irritating.
Mimic: Somehow get him to answer the remaining questions and shoot him out of a cannon?
Torcher: Works for me.
They both look at Mouth who was now sitting there, eating the chair.
Mimic: Mouth, answer these questions; How come you don't shut up, who do you like, where do you live and why is your fur orange?
Mouth: Well I think it's because I like to speak my mind and it thinks about a lot. I like Spoony because he's my best friend, which reminds me of the house I live in this place that's called Huwaai or something like that. I'm not all that good with names but my fur is easy to make since it grows all by itself-
Torcher: THAT'S IT!! (Grabs the little loud mouth and goes over to a fancy looking cannon.)
Mouth: What are you doing? Why are we going to that big fancy looking cannon? Am I going into it?
Torcher: (Puts the muzzle on 192 and puts him into the cannon) Yes, yes I am.
He sets the cannon to a window and fires it; launching the poor loud experiment out of the building and somewhere across 30 blocks.
Mimic: Why do I get the feeling this wasn't a good idea?
Torcher: Well, I'm satisfied. So who's next?
Mimic: To get shot out of a cannon or the next guest?
Torcher: Both
Mimic: Don't know and the next one is... (Thinks about it for a while)
Torcher: (Drinks some more Pepsi) Well?
Mimic: 451 will be the next one.
Torcher: (Blink) Who?
Mimic: Scales...
Torcher: You lost me.
Mimic: The one made by Ri2.
Torcher: Uh...
Mimic: In the story "Choices", she uses her venom to make the dagger thingy.
Torcher: ... Oh! I know now.
Mimic: About damn time, we're about to sign off.
Torcher: That was quick.
Mimic: That's because you were busy shooting Mouth out of a cannon.
Torcher: Oh yeah... At least he didn't wreck anything.
That was when the wall near the exit suddenly collapses into a pile of rubble; there was Mouth with his stupid grin on his face.
Mouth: Hi
Torcher: (Fuming) You little!!
Torcher then runs after Mouth, wanting to rip him apart. Although, Mouth thought he was playing tag and decided to start running from him saying to try and catch him.
Mimic: (Looks over to the camera) That's it for this episode, Tune in next time for another experiment to be interviewed. Hopefully, Torcher would be calmer about her then Mouth.
That's when mouth bounces of the camera and Torcher runs into said camera, cutting of the broadcast.
That's it for this chapter; tune in next time for another exciting chapter. R&R