(A/N: Hey all! Your Mad, Mistress of Mayhem, Shinigami Goumon here! All I can say is WOW! Thanks for all the positive responses! And now, without further adieu, here's the continuation of last chappie!)
Koyori glanced around until her eyes fell on one in particular that she felt would please her boss.
"How about her?" Koyori asked pointing to a girl in the audience.
Shinigami Goumon looked where her help had had pointed and a twisted grin filled her face.
"GREAT WORK, GIRL!" She screeched, glomming the girl.
"AAAAAUGH!" Koyori screamed.
"Our next casualty will be…KIDO SAORI-HIME! COME ONNN DOWN!"
Saori strode down with a confident regal air, one befitting a princess.
Well…all THAT was about to change!
"Know Your Stars! Know Your Stars! Know Your Stars!"
"Saori…she's afraid of her own shadow!"
"I most certainly am NOT!" Saori snapped coolly, "Do not trifle with the reincarnate of Athe-"
"Hey Saori! Don't look down, kay? Wouldn't wantcha runnin' out on us THIS early! Heh heh!"
"Rrr…" Saori growled…before taking a deep breath to calm herself, "I am not afraid of my shadow, Mysterious-Voice-From-No-Where. You should really check your sources next time."
From behind the one way glass, Shinigami Goumon twitched.
Saori was gonna be one tough nut to crack…
Which was why she was gonna bring out the big guns!
"Saori…she's in a Not-So-Secret-Anymore alliance with the Akatsuki!"
"WH-WHAT! WHOTOLDYOU?" Saori shrieked.
"Oh-HO! So you admit IT then!"A boot was thrown at her head.
It connected with a rather empty -KLUNG- sound.
"DON'T BLOW YOUR COVER AGENTM!" Kisame shouted.
"She didn't…" Deidara sighed.
"Yes…" Itachi growled, "You just went and blew it FOR HER SHIT FER BRAINS!"
-THWAK-
"OWWIE!" Kisame howled.
"Saori…she believes she invented the apostrophe!"
"Huh?" Saori glanced around, with look on her face vaguely similar to that of a small child who has just had its toy taken away, "But I DID invent the apostrophe!"
"Of coooourse, Saori. I'm sure you did."
"I did!" Saori cried, stamping her feet like a child.
"Uh-huh. Riiiiiight."
"You suck, you meanie-weeny-foe-feeenie!" Saori sobbed, wiping away tears with her fists, "I hate you! Don't think you've heard the last of me!"
"Aww…break my heart why doncha…NOT!""BWAAAAAAH!" Saori howled as she dashed out of the studio, tripping over her skirt and face-planting as she went.
"Now you know…Saori!""AHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Shinigami Goumon laughed, replaying Saori's face-plant over and over again on the recording the security tapes had made.
"Lady Goumon?" Touda asked tentatively.
"Mm?" Goumon replied distractedly, snorting as she watched Saori's face connect with the cement again.
"You have to continue the show ma'am." Koyori said gently, not wishing to incite her boss's wrath.
After watching the fall one more time, she ripped her gaze away.
"Alllllright." Shinigami sighed, scanning the audience.
"Victim…victim…vict-AH-HAAA! GOTCHA!" Goumon cried.
"Our next sacrificial lamb will beee…HAMUTARO! COME ON DOWNNN!"
The tiny rodent skittered down the stairs and up on top of the stool.
"Know Your Stars! Know Your Stars! Know Your Stars!"
"Hamtaro…he thinks Hiroko is a sadistic whoremonger who needs to burn and die!"
"What!" Hamutaro cried indignantly, "Kuush kuush! I LOVE Hiroko! She's a WONDERFUL person!"
"Hey, Hamutaro? After you kill her…what do you plan to do next?"
"Well I-Wait! NO!" Hamutaro shouted.
"HAMUTARO! HOW COULD YOU!" Hiroko shrieked, bursting into tears.
"It was a mistake!" Hamutaro wailed, "She messed with my head!"
"Hamutaro…he and the rest of the Ham-Hams are in a conspiracy with the Teletubbies to take over the world!"
"SHHH!" Hamutaro hissed, "Keep it down! We're tryna keep that a secret til next year!"
"Hamutaro…he and the Teletubbies are Barney's bitches!"
"Not so loud!" Hamutaro squealed, "He's right…there!"
The purple embodiment of all things evil sat in the third row, flipping a quarter…somehow…someway.
"Hamutaro!" Hiroko bawled, "How could lower yourself like this! Where did I go wrong?"
"Hamutaro…he's about to get capped if th' bitch don't run!"Taking the hint, Hamutaro hopped off the stool and hauled ass to parts unknown, Barney and the Teletubbies hot on his heels.
"Now you know…Hamtaro!""WOO-HOO!"
Goumon spun around at lightspeed in her chair.
"Lady Goumon…what are you doing?" Koyori asked delicately.
"Getting the blood to floooooow to my head!" Shinigami squealed.
"Well that's all very nice, but you have a show to d-"
Touda never got his retort out because Shinigami Goumon flew off the chair and slammed into him.
"Thanks for catching me!" she grinned.
"Catch…nothin'…" he groaned.
Goumon slid back into her chair and randomly selected a victim.
"Alright, ladies and germs! The next victim for the Hot Seat is…KOENMA-DAIOH! COME ONNN DOWN, SHRIMP!"
"Watch your mouth!" Koenma snapped on his way down the stairs.
He took his seat, legs a-swingin', and his roasting began.
"Know Your Stars! Know Your Stars! Know Your Stars!"
"Koenma…he once befriended a pig named I. B. Kosher!"
"I most certainly did not!" Koenma growled.
"Reegh-reeegh!" a pig squealed indignantly from the audience.
"SHHH!" Koenma hissed.
"So you say."
"That's right!" Koenma huffed.
"REEEEGH!" The porker squealed angrily.
"Hey! I only played with you the one time cuz I felt sorry for ya!" Koenma cried.
"Koenma…he's a heartless bastard, who doesn't treat our bovine brethren with the respect they deserve!"
"But he's a PIG for Gods sakes!" Koenma wailed.
"REEEEEEGH!" the pig screeched angrily, "REEEGH-REEEEEEEEEEEEEEGH!"
"Koenma…doesn't know the difference between a hog and a boar."
"WHAT? You're a GIRL?" Koenma screamed.
"Ree." The pig nodded, looking rather irked.
"Koenma…doesn't know that the I. stands for Ikuyo!""Hey, I'm sorry…ya wanna go somewhere with a little more…air?" Koenma said, wagging his eyebrows suggestively.
"Ree-eegh!" The pig, eh-hem, Ikuyo, nodded enthusiastically.
"Koenma…practices beastiality!""So what?" Koenma drawled, "It's a free world."
"YOU'RE SICK MAN!" Kuwabara shrieked from the audience, clutching Eikichi tightly to his chest.
"Now you know…Koenma!""Three down!" Shinigami said cheerfully stretching in her chair, "Ahhhh…it never gets old!"
She scanned the audience.
Who'd be next.
Which one?
Which one?
(A/N: Who's up for Round Five? Stick around to find out! R&R!)