Welcome to another chapter of the interviewing fanfic. I haven't gotten so many requests since I first started this. It's enough to let me continue till… episode 40 or something. Thanks you all for reading and expressing your opinions. Now with Torcher back in action, what will happen?

Disclaimer: The experiments in this chapter rightfully belong to their creator.

Chapter 15

It was another great day at the studio. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, the stuff was doing stuff, and stuff. Anywho, the hosts were at their chairs. Mimic was talking to Torcher, who was drinking his Pepsi. Torcher was clearly pissed off.

Mimic: So how was it in 5-5-2's hell?

Torcher: Eh, not as bad as you think since I got to kick lots of gluttious maximus… right until he started using those machines to rip at my organs.

Mimic: That must have hurt.

Torcher: Remind me why I'm not killing you?

Mimic: I got 5-5-1 to help you out, remember?

Torcher: Oh yeah…

Camera guy: Guys, were on…

Torcher: I thought we were going to get that freakin cue button?

Mimic: That's not until a later date.

Torcher: Oh…

Mimic: (looks over to the camera) Hello, welcome to another chapter of "Interviewing the Experiments: Fan Edition."

Torcher: As you can see, I'm back in action!

Mimic: And ready for another series of trouncing.

Torcher: Shut up!

Mimic: No.

Torcher: Fine, I'll get the stupid guests.

Torcher gets up and goes back stage to get the guests. Mimic looks back to the camera.

Mimic: At any rate, today's guests are from the author Largefish8. Both have feminine figures, one is a clone, and the other is laid-back. Please welcome X-777 aka Kala and Virus 624!

Two experiments walk down the stage with Torcher. One looks like looks like Angel but is red instead of pink and does not have V sign on chest. The other looks exactly like Angel. They both take their sits in the guest chairs and Torcher sits back down.

Mimic: Welcome to the show.

Kala: Thanks.

Virus: Whatever…

Torcher: Wait… are you Angel?

Virus: No, I'm a evil clone of her ya dipstick! And call me Dark Angel. Forget it, you die!

Torcher: (looks at Mimic) Are clones allowed in fan interviews?

Mimic: Well… we had some budget cuts and we need the money. Besides, this is a totally different persona here.

Torcher: Hopefully no lawsuit.

Mimic: Ok, on to the questions. Dark Angel, what are your powers?

Dark Angel: I infect people with a virus that mutates them into an evil twisted version of themselves by biting them and lift 2,000 times my normal weight.

Torcher: Hate to see your abnormal weight.

SMACK!

Torcher: (big bump on his head.) Ow…

Dark Angel: Smug S.O.B.

Mimic: Um… Kala, same question.

Kala: Well, I have all abilities of Stitch, see through walls, and can fire rapid-fire plasma orbs from my hands. I can also neutralize the virus Virus 624 infects people with.

Dark Angel: That isn't worth a dime of worth.

Kala: Says you woman.

Dark Angel: … Bitch.

Kala: Slut!

Dark Angel: Tramp!

Kala: Whore!

Torcher: Oooo, Catfight…

This earned him two blasts from both of the ladies, sending him flying into the ever breaking wall.

Kala: Watch your mouth!

Torcher: (from the rubble) Damn! I still had two more payments on that wall!

Mimic: Anyways, next question concerns Dark Angel.

Dark Angel: Better be good.

Mimic: What are you likes and dislikes?

Dark Angel: Well, I LIKE to get out of here!

Mimic: Not till you finish with the questions.

Dark Angel: (eyes glow red) Fine! I hate almost everything! Matt, Stitch, Kala, YOU, and especially Lilo!

Mimic: Why Lilo?

Dark Angel: I've been programmed to hate her and that's enough reason for me!

Torcher: (gets back to his seat) Issues much?

Dark Angel: Hey, Screw you! I'll get the ancient god of bitch smacking down here. Then you won't be such hot hits… wait, did I just say hits?

Kala: Yeah, you did.

Mimic: We have a swear filter in the universal translator.

Kala: That explains how you can understand us.

Torcher: What, you thought we actually knew Turian?

Kala: To be honest… no.

Mimic: Ok, moving on. Kala, who do you like?

Kala: My master, Matt.

Torcher: So tell me… did he fondle your cupcakes?

A barrage of plasma balls hit Torcher dead-on, sending him through the hole in the wall. The sound of Torcher groaning could be heard.

Kala: (cools off) Does he always act this?

Mimic: He just came back from hell, plus he's a bit short tempered.

Kala: Oh..

Dark Angel: Well so am I, lets wrap this up! I got people to infect.

Kala: I'm letting you do that, you know.

Mimic: Me neither. Well, not here at least.

Torcher: (comes back to couch) Got this sucks…

Mimic: Then quit asking that question.

Torcher: Not until I get someone to answer it!

Mimic: Not bloody likely…

Dark Angel: Ok, that's it! I had it with this stupid show! I'm out of here!

She gets off the chair and begins to leave. She stops for a second.

Dark Angel: But first…

She jumps at Torcher and latches onto his arm with her teeth.

Torcher: AHHH! Get her off!

He runs around, beating his arms on random stuff. Kala looks at Mimic with a puzzled look.

Kala: Does this happen often?

Mimic: Every damn day. Would you mind curing Torcher after the show?

Kala: Sure.

Mimic: So what's your background?

Kala: Well, Matt found and rehydrated me while escaping from the New Honolulu Pan Pacific Labs in the 28th century. Basically we just keep the Splitters from taking over the world and spreading their evil over the dimensions.

Mimic: Anything you like to add before we sign off?

Kala: Be sure to read Largefish8's story to find out what will happen to Dark Angel and the rest of humanity.

Mimic: I'll keep that in mind. (looks at the camera as Torcher continues to run about screaming) That's for this episode of our show, tune in next time to find out what happens next. Wave goodbye to the people Kala.

Kala: (waves to the camera) Bye everybody.

Torcher: (Off screen) WHY HAVEN'T YOU CALLED THE #$ING HOSPITAL!

Random person from the audience: Man, this show sucks!

The person gets his head disintegrated by a plasma ball from Kala.

Mimic: Thanks for the assistance.

Kala: No problem.

Camera Guy: (Pans to follow Torcher running around, beating his arm on stuff with Dark Angel still on it) It's times like these that make it all worth while.

That's it for this chapter, tune in next time to find out what happens next.

Torcher: R&R.