PEACH'S MAGIC SHOW!1
by Hoogiman

Chapter Two

"Welcome to Peach's magic show!" said Peach. "What a blast the first show was, huh?"

Nobody responded, probably because there was no audience, or the audience were dead.

"So you don't appreciate the hard work that I put into this?" shouted Peach angrily.

Nobody responded, probably because there was no audience, or the audience were dead.

"Can I have any requests for a next trick?" asked Peach.

An old man walked in.

"Make a rabbit come out of the hat!" said the old man.

"What's that, you want me to saw you in half?" replied Peach.

"No," said the old man, "Make a rabbit come out of the hat, fool!"

"What's that, you want me to saw you in half?" replied Peach.

"Are you deaf?" asked the old man.

"What's that, you want me to saw you in half?" replied Peach.

"Your parents don't love you!" said the old man, angrily.

"What's that, you want me to saw you in half?" replied Peach.

"You were dropped on the head as a baby!" shouted the old man.

"What's that, you want me to saw you in half?" replied Peach.

The old man walked out.

"I think he was overwhelmed by the magicness of my magic!" said Peach, smiling.

Nothing happened.

Fargus walked in.

"Your mom wears tights!" shouted Peach, angrily.

Fargus ran out, crying.

"That showed him!" said Peach.

Nobody cared.

"You do now!" said Peach.

Still nobody cared.

"I'll take my life!" said Peach, desperately, "Everyone values my life!"

Nobody valued her life.

"I'll shoot myself!"

"Do it!" shouted some random people who appeared, because er...

Peach shot herself.

"Good thing that was a cap gun!" said Peach, laughing, "And you all gasped because you thought I was dead! It's glad to know people care about me!"

Peach took out the bullet.

"NUUEZ!1" said Peach, "That's not a cap gun bullet, that's a real bullet!"

Nobody laughed.

"NUUEZ!1" said Peach, "That's not a cap gun bullet, that's a real bullet!"

Nobody laughed.

"NUUEZ!1" said Peach, "That's not a cap gun bullet, that's a real bullet!"

"Hoogiman, this is your fault! You write the dry, rubbish jokes, not me!" said Peach.

Nobody laughed even more, because it was really Hoogiman doing it, not Peach.

"K," said Peach.

EDN!1

I'm sorry, that was awful and dry, just like all of my other stories. Oh well, just pretend this is slightly better than the other ones.

Review, feedback is good.