Chapter 2 just as I promised. For all my adoring fans…. Yeah, all I see right now is like four. We need to get busy people. We need to share my story with everyone you know. Including your grandma. Why your grandma? I don't know, she might enjoy it. Anyway, here is Chapter 2.

Mash 'em, Boil em', Put 'em in a stew. Mash 'em, Boil em', Put 'em in a stew. Cy-ber-men. Cy-ber-men. Mash 'em, Boil em', Put 'em in a stew. Mash 'em, Boil em', Put 'em in a stew. Cy-ber-men. Cy-ber-men.

Chapter 2: Dalek Springer

"Right now we are going to talk to Dalek Caan who is having problems with you-know-who. Davros." Says the mechanical television show host who works with people's feelings, Dalek Springer.

"Booo!" shouts the audience consisting of Daleks, Cybermen, Weeping Angels, Judoon, Slitheen, and Hath.

"But after that we are going to talk to a man who is his own father!" reasoned the Dalek host.

"Yay!" cheered the audience.

"Now bring out our trouble-tripped guest, Dalek-Caan!" said Springer.

Two cybermen wheeled out a somewhat open Dalek armor revealing the hideous guest inside.

"Hello Springer." said the ugly prophet inside.

"Hello Caan," replied the other, "I see you are having problems with someone."

"Yes I am, I am having troubles with our father." said the guest.

"Well then let's bring him out, come on out Davros!" said the Dalek mechanically.

Out came a R-C chair holding the father of the guest who is almost as ugly as its son.

"Booo!" shouted the disgusted audience.

"I hate your f*cking guts!" shouted a furious member of the audience.

"That's exactly once your mom said once I was done with her!" replied the hated second guest angrily.

"Ok, that's enough," said the Dalek host "Now Caan, what is your problem with our friend Davros?"

"Let me tell you Mr. Springer," said the guest courteously "I am going to tell you everything in a list."

"Ohh joy." thought Davros to himself.

"1st off I am angry at how ugly all of us Daleks are," continued the Dalek "I mean yeah there are a lot of other ugly aliens like us like the Judoon and the Slitheen. But we are just UGLY."

Now that got a lot of the people in the audience angry (well, actually only the Judoon and Slitheen) even Davros was pretty angry. So a few started to curse and bad-mouth Caan.

"Silence!" shouted the host shooting his death laser at certain members of the audience eradicating at least five "Continue."

"Next I am angry at our shape. Do you know how many people on the internet refer to us as walking trash cans?" said Caan "I once spent a whole day reading Fanfictions about us Daleks and how ridiculous we look."

"Well that is just biased and the writers must be intolerant of other aliens' shapes." remarked Springer.

"Not only that but I am angry about what else is on us. 1st off we have a toilet plunger on our friggin' arms; the temporal shift turned me into looking like mashed potatoes. The one eyestalk we have is stupid because we have TWO eyes not one and I we get hit there it gives us basically a black-eye." said the first guest.

"Now hold on a minute!" demanded Davros "I made you that way so you would be the f*cking ULTIMATE life forms and the certain things on your body were made for your own personal convenience."

"All the other Kaleds I used to talk to say that you were intoxicated at the time of our armor plans." said Caan.

"Is that true?" asked the host.

"Why of course it isn't!" said the Dalek creator.

"My final problem is that…." said the angry guest "Is that you don't love me."

"Awww." said all the members in the audience.

Davros was shocked! "If you felt like you think I don't love you then why didn't you tell me before?" asked the father.

"Because you don't." replied Caan.

"If you want love, come give me a hug." said Davros.

"Was he serious?" thought Caan.

Caan didn't care. He just wanted the love of his father.

Davros wheeled over his chair to the armor to hug him resulting in… his chair just keeping on bumping into the armor causing it to accidentally fall into the audience.

"AHH!" was what part of the audience yelled and "OHH my!" was what the other half that wasn't having Caan fall on them yelled.

"Ummmm, that is about all the time left we have for this case. So get ready for the man who is his own father!" said the host trying to change the subject.

The audience section was chaos!