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"Aaaand now, here's 'I Wouldn't Eat That If I Were You'!" The booming narrator's voice called out in the studio, and the audience erupted in applause. "Here's this episode's special guest host, the heiress PARIS HILTON!"

"Huh wha?" The blond came out on stage, not walking in a straight line. She was wearing a very short jean skirt and vest.

Avatarjk137 the cameraman walked quickly on to stage and handed Paris some note cards. "Here you go. Just read these and everything will be peachy keen!"

"Peachy… queen! I'm a princess!" She smiled, revealing overly white celebrity teeth. "Okay, yeah. I'll read 'em. Uh… right. Yeah. Note cards." She cleared her throat. "Tonight's teams are the Powerpuff Girls versus Ed, Edd, and Eddy! Whoo! Those are dudes' names! They better be hot!" She raised her fists above her head.

Blossom, the leader of the Powerpuff Girls, stood over by the blue corner of the stage. "I'm Blossom! This is Bubbles and Buttercup!" She pointed to her sisters. "We're the Powerpuff Girls! We fight for truth, justice, and-"

"WE'RE the Eds!" Eddy interrupted her. "We're gonna win that CASH!"

"'Gonna'? I believe you mean 'going to', Eddy?" Double D straightened his hat and looked at the camera nervously.

"Yeah, whatever, Sockhead. Now how do we play this thing?!" Eddy demanded of the host.

"HEY! You're not hot! You're just kids!" She pointed accusingly at Eddy.

"Uh…. DUH! Now tell us about the cash prize!"

"What a rip… uh… right. I'm hot. The rules for the showww… okay, it says you have to eat whatever you spin on the wheel or you get sent to the Underground Classrooms place thing place. At the end of the show, whoever has less people gets sent to the place thing place. And the other team gets to go the final round! WHOO!" She paused. "Uh… yeah. Then there's a prize. You can take either the bug bottle o' Pepto Bismol stuff… oh my God, it's pink, I love pink… and the small cash prize of a thousand dollars, which is, like, my daily allowance…" She made a face. "Or you can take the other prize of twenty thousand dollars and your very own flying castle. That's hot. I'm hot." She fanned her face. "It's hot… Okay, someone's got to go first!"

"I'll go!" Blossom flew over. When she landed, she brushed off any dust off of her pink dress so she would look good for the camera. Then, she spun the wheel (due to her super powers, it was spinning for a long time).

The host leaned over to look at the wheel. "Ohhh, you landed on… huh, whazzit say… newspaper: Sunday edition."

"A newspaper?! How am I supposed to eat that?" Blossom queried.

Paris rolled her eyes. "Chew and swallow, IDIOT. Don't you know how to eat?" She pointed to the shiny silver table next to them, the Table of Eatery. On top of it was a thick newspaper.

Blossom cringed. "At least it's knowledge…"

"That's a better way to look at it," Double D mumbled as he averted his eyes from Blossom eating the Sunday paper section by section, Classified and Comics alike.

"Yeah, whatever…" The host muttered. "Now what?"

"YOU'RE THE HOST!" Eddy shouted. "And I'm next!" He walked over to the wheel. "SOOO much cash… a flying castle full of jawbreakers…" Eddy spun it, not focused on the task on at hand.

Double D looked over at the wheel has stopped on. "An MP3 player?"

"Musically delicious!" Ed looked jealous.

"I have to eat… an iPod?" Eddy held the little white gadget by it's little white headphones.

"You don't want to know what I've done with mine…" The host replied.

Looking more disgusted, Eddy held it over his mouth. "Bottoms up!" He gulped it down, having to give it one good shove to fit it all the way down. "AH! It's playing something! I can hear the sound waves traveling up!"

Bubbles flew over to Eddy. "It sounds like it's playing Mandy Moore!"

"OH MY GOD!" Eddy clawed at his stomach.

"Go away!" Paris pushed Eddy away. "Who's next and stuff?"

"I'm next and stuff!" Buttercup zipped over with the same eagerness Eddy had. "Okay, for winning!" She pushed the wheel. The wheel spun.

And spun.

And spun.

And then spun some more.

"BUTTERCUP, how hard did you spin it?!" Blossom shouted.

"Pssh! Could've been harder!" Buttercup rolled her humongous eyes.

"You get a glass of ice caterer." The tipsy host said. "Ohhh, we had a caterer at my parties… he was so hot… oh wait. It says A GLASS OF WATER. Oh. Okay. Alright. Drink water." She handed Buttercup a glass of ice water.

Before you could say, "Gee willikers, Batman! Why aren't I wearing pants?!" Buttercup had downed the water in the glass. "HA! DONE! I WIN!"

"Nooo. You have to eat the glass." Avatarjk137 the Cameraman commented.

"What?!" Buttercup did a double take at the glass. "Well. It… could've been… worse…" She cautiously began to shove the glass into her mouth, which (just like her sisters) was grossly out of proportion to her eyes and the rest of her head.

"Glass tastes like blood!" Buttercup stated before flying back over to her fellow super-powered sisters.

"Yeahhhh!" Paris Hilton thrust her fist into the air, like a true party girl. "Oh wait… Mister Producer, why are you all twirlin' your finger like that?" She pointed at avatarjk137 the Cameraman.

He was twirling his index finger in a circular motion. "PARIS! It means 'wrap it up'! Commercial time!"

"YEAH! COMMERCIALS ARE HOT!" She shouted.

"MY MOM'S TEA COZIES ARE HOT!" Ed shouted back.