Okay, for everyone that said Scrapperton (which is just about everyone who reviewed), you were right! Tick-Tock! Heehee, on with the show!
Chapter 11 – Scrapperton
"Tick-Tock!" Scrapperton walked on stage, unaware of the dangers before him. "My, this is a weird place, tick-tock"
He looked around and saw a chair. "Hmn, I could do with a little rest…" he walked over to the chair and sat down. Nothing happened.
"Psst, Sam!" a voice said, "Wake up!"
"Wha—?" another, sleepy-sounding voice said, "Oh, is it time already? Who's down there? Ooo, Scrapperton!"
"Yes, tick-tock?"
"This is going to be fun…" the voice said, "Okay. Know your stars, know your stars, know your stars…Scrapperton…"
"Yes, tick-tock?"
"DON'T INTERUPT!"
Scrapperton winced, "Okay, tick-tock"
"Thank you", the voice said, "Now, Scrapperton…lives in a cuckoo clock"
"I do not, tick-tock!"
"Then why do you always say tick-tock?"
"It's a glitch from my human self!"
"Ah, I see", the voice said, "Okay, Scrapperton lived in a cuckoo clock when he was human"
"I did not!"
"Then why did you always tick-tock?"
"I don't know!"
"You lived in a clock, get over it", the voice snapped, "Now, Scrapperton…wants to go out with Nova"
"What?.!" Scrapperton yelled.
"Okay, that's sick", Nova said from backstage.
"She's right", the voice said, "But hey, it's my job. Anyways, Scrapperton…"
"I will not stand for anymore of these lies, tick-tock!"
"But I've only gotten three in", the voice sounded very disappointed, "Would you really deprive me of my chance to be insulting?"
"Yes!"
"Oh, okay then", the voice said, "In that case, Scrapperton is really Gyrus Krinkle in disguise. Hey asylum dudes, he's on stage!"
Two guys in white coats ran on stage. "What are you talking about?.!" Scrapperton yelled at the ceiling, "I am not crazy, tick-tock!"
Nothing. "Evidently he is", one of the guys in the white cloak said, "Come along now, we're going home…"
"What, no!" Scrapperton yelled as he was dragged off stage, "NOOOOOOOO!"
"Well", the voice said, "that's enough damage for one day"
Yup yup, brilliance does fade fast. Oh well, review