"I'm Chett U Betcha here live at the 34th annual Death games! And here at the scene, all 11 tributes are here for interviews! First up is Timmy Turner himself." Timmy walked up onto the stage, nervously. "Hello, Timmy, how are you doing?" Timmy shrugged. "Fine but I'm going to be killed soon so who really cares?" The crowd let out a startled yelp. "What's your strategy, Tim?" Chett said, trying desperately to change the subject. "Well, I can't really tell you." Timmy said softly. "Don't worry Timothy, the other tributes aren't aloud to listen in." He said. "Well, I'm going to see how long I can last, so I'll be playing a pretty defensive game. My real ticket, though? Well I'm thinking of y'know, using my fairies as defense." Chett reeled back, "but you love them! Isn't that a bit harsh?" Timmy shrugged, "I love them, and they have to protect me, it's going to happen either way." Chett muttered something and abruptly let Timmy leave the stage.

"Hello, Wanda! How're you today?" Wanda groaned, "Tired." Chett sighed, "Well, That training takes a lot out of you, huh?" Wanda shrugged, "I've been trying not to pay attention to it." Quiet, aren't you Wanda? Well what's your battle strategy, hm?" Wanda's face darkened, showing a sharp scowl. "I'm going to protect my godson at all costs, and I hope the others can see this. None of them will hurt him until they can get past me." Then, Wanda abruptly left. Leaving the crowd on Timmy's side cheering and clapping.

The next up was none other than Cosmo. "Cosmo, my man, how're you doing?" Chett asked, secretly hoping that Cosmo wouldn't be as dark as Timmy or Wanda. "Well," Cosmo started, "I have been having a pretty good time, I mean, did you see that sushi bar at the apartments? It was 5-star! Absolutely amazing! Y'know I stole a whole sushi bar before, but when the cook found me I had to poof him to a chicken joint." Chett smiled, now this was something he could work with. "So you've been having a good time." Chett said. "You bet, Chett. Hey, that rhymed!" "So your strategy?" Chett asked. "Oh! yeah. I'm going to just chill, kinda like a tumbleweed, y'know?But really? Just going to keep Timmy safe as Wanda is." Chett was obviously having a fun time with Cosmo, but the bell rung and Cosmo had to leave.

"Hello, miss. I haven't seen you around, name?" The little 'miss' grunted, "Buttercup." She said. "Oh! Buttercup! The gamemakers have started the betting polls and you have quite the odds for a young girl like yourself." She smiled, "Good to know, Mr." She said. Chett looked at her, "so, miss Buttercup, what is your battle strategy? Hmm?" He asked. "Well," she said her eyes looking up, "I remember Bloss telling me something about 'protecting Bubbles', but y'know Bubbles can get pretty hardcore, so I don't think I'm going to go with her plan, I'm actually thinking of teaming with that ten-year old in pink. His weirdo-friends are like, really protective, though." Chett nodded. "Well, Buttercup, I have one more question before the bell rings. We know that your sisters have special powers, Mr. Finicky told me about the designs. But what about you?" Buttercup shrugged, "I guess I don't really have one, but I make up for it with what really counts, raw strength and ability." Chett stood up "And that, folks, is the young green girl, Buttercup Utonium." The bell rung and Buttercup walked off.

"And the leader of the Powerpuffs, the Red robin wonder, the flowery fire, Blossom!" Blossom walked up on stage. " so, how're you today, Bloss?" He asked. She raised an eyebrow, "Um, Bloss? Only Buttercup calls me that." She said. "Oh, sorry Blossom." Chett's smile started to twitch a bit. "Anyways, I'm not that good, I stayed up because Bubbles wouldn't go to sleep, and I had a really hard time trying to convince Buttercup to help me protect Bubbles." Chett almost groaned, "o-oh, so you're trying to protect someone too?" "Of course! Me and Laura both decided to keep Bubbles safe!" She said. Chett raised an eyebrow, "Laura? As in Laura Faust?" Blossom nodded, and if her eyes could get any bigger, they did. "She said that this kind of thing would never happen. She lied. Now we're going to protect Bubbles, and hope that we have Laura's support. Wait, never mind, I hate Laura, we don't need any of her pity. We're going to win this, and when we do? We're going to make sure she gets stuck making 'My Little Pony' for the rest of eternity. " the bell sounded and Blossom left.

Bubbles nervously walked up on stage, her arms held tightly to her sides. "Hello, Bubbles, are you okay? Blossom told me you had a rough night." Bubbles nodded, "Fine, thanks." She whispered. Chett smiled warmly, "Bubbles, I'm wondering, what is your strategy hm?" I-I want to stay close to Buttercup. I think she's going to team up with Timmy though, so I have to go with Blossom." She said. "I have a question, where the heck is the Professor?" Bubbles' eyes welled up with tears, "He-He left us!" She started crying, and put her head into her arms. "Left you?" Chett asked, "I-I don't quite understand. Explain please." He said. "He-he disappeared, Blossom says that he was k-k-killed by Timmy! I have to warn Buttercup! She can't team up with him!" Timmy's side yelled protests, startled gasps, and utter silence. Chett nodded, "of course, Bubbles, I understand." He said softly. "And here we have the blue flower, Bubbles!"

"Next up, Mr. Winnie-The-Pooh!" Pooh-bear toddled up and took a seat. "Why, hello, Sir." Pooh said politely. "Well, you seemed so calm at the presentations, I wanted to know, how do you do it?" Pooh shrugged, "I suppose the trick is to live for today." He said. "Wow, you truly are Winnie the Pooh. Hey, can you tell me one of your famous quotes? For my niece? Her name is Chet-ah Cheril." Pooh thought, " every person is unique and extraordinary, but it is up to that person to prove it." He said, satisfied. Chett smiled, "Thank you Mr. Pooh." He started to change the subject, "So what is your strategy?" Pooh shifted uneasily, " well you see, I'm not exactly the finest fighter, but I have hope to win, and that is very small here, hope, that is." Chett nodded. "And that is Pooh! The wise voice, and the yellow friend."

Chett gestured in the next tribute, Rabbit. "And here we have Mr. Rabbit! How are you doing?" Rabbit scowled and then quickly pulled a pleasant smile, "great, thank you, Chett." "Well, Rabbit, word is when Dimentio asked for an extra tribute, you wanted Tiger to be in, why?" Rabbit felt like someone had taken a very sharp knife an dug it into his tummy. Tiger was most likely watching, and he didn't want to be remembered as a bitter Rabbit. "Well, you see, Mr. Chett, um, well, when Dimentio asked, I thought of the first person I'd want by my side, and even though it was quite unfortunate of a circumstance, um, I trust that Tiger will not judge me incredulously on that foolish display." His own words hit him like fire, he lied, in all honesty, he had been so confused and scared he took out his anger on the most annoying guy he knew, Tiger. "Well, I know that Tiger will forgive you. Anyways I want to know, what is your strategy?" Rabbit froze, he didn't have one, really. He couldn't possibly win. He was a joke. A form of entertainment, but he said, "You'll see." And left.

Next up was a little pink pig. He was shivering, and eying the ground. "Ah, Piglet, no?" Chett asked. "Y-yes thanks," Piglet stuttered. Chett sighed, "so Piglet, your battle strategy?" He rushed on, only Eyore left, then he could go home. "Uh, I'm gonna, well, you see, it's kinda, y'know, it's like, I'm going to hurry away from the center, it's likely to be pretty ugly, then I'll go find water and a large tree to climb." Piglet said that last bit quite quickly. Chett looked genuinely surprised, "well, Piglet, you've got it all figured out!" Piglet cowered, embarrassed. "Uh I read the book, I'm a rather smart Piglet." Chett nodded, "and that you are. One last cheer for the booksmart, pink Piglet!"

Eyore had to be dragged on the stage, he was still wearing his leather jacket, although, he had taken out the earrings." Eyore, how are you?" Chett asked. "Terrible, I'm tired, these clothes need to be washed and my tail needs to be put back on, but not with the nail, please, I prefer duck-tape, it seems a lot less painful. I'm not one for complaining, but I've never had someone to lean on." He grumbled monotonously. "Well, your battle strategy, then?" Chett wondered. "I'm going to kill one or two, then I'll save everyone some life and commit." Eyore seemed to smile at his last words. "O-oh, that's nice, I suppose. Well, here we have Eyore." Chett said, not wanting to be in an awkward situation like this.

Dimentio smiled, " Yes, since, as you all heard, Professor Utonium died, The new tribute will be none other than the 14th Winner, Jimmy Neutron!" Everyone cheered, now it was going to be a real bloodbath, Jimmy on the 14th killed almost 4 of the 12 tributes, using special charged weapons and wit. "Ha! This will be fun. You have 1 week to train, see you on the judging day! Ha, ha, ha!"

-Chapter-End-

Like it so far? I need more motivation people! I get uninterested in things really quick so R and R please! Thank you to my one reviewer!