"I have returned! And maybe I'll leave until this chick goes away…but I have to answer!
Okay, The Fluffy Queen asks,
"Yo Jackie! So…would you let me meet your long lost twin brother who you've never met before named Bob? Cause I'd like that. Okay…that was just a stupid question. Anyway, here's another one! Did you enjoy falling down the stairs? I don't know what is so great cause my brother went the stairs on a chair too. Did you get any…bone injuries? And the last one is…do you like cheese? Muhahahahahaha answer me cause I am BayBreeze's wifey. YOU MUST ANSWER ALL OF THEM!"
"Umm…my name is Jackson. Not Jackie, Jack, or Jay. Umm…mummsy didn't have another son, and even if she did…I don't think I would let a mentally unstable Fluffy Queen meet…erm…Bob. No I didn't…but Lisa drove her high heel shoe into my thigh and head butted me, causing me to fall down the stairs and she did it with love. And I wouldn't go down stairs in a chair. Bone injuries from what! And what kind of question is that? Cheese! That's below me!"
"Okay…Moogle is back and she asks,"
"Have any of you hostages/workers ever called you "Wako Jacko"? You know like what they call Michael Jackson? This is fun!"
"Erm…no…unless they talk about me behind my back. I don't molest my victims/ workers. And how dare you even compare me to MJ! His face and sense of fashion is horrible!"
"Okay…the last question is from Literally,"
"Hm…
How about...
If you're such a lousy shot, why don't you practice?
Or…
When you were little, did you do ballet?"
"I never thought about practicing because I've got "dogs" that can use guns…they do the dirty work and I watch from afar. Ballet? What makes you think I would do ballet? Please…ballet is below me…like cheese."
"Wow…umm…thanks for the greatly amusing questions…maybe there will be more in the next chapter;. Remember…if you want a new chapter, send me questions."