Who's a great comedy writer? I am! I am! YAY ME! I FINALLY GOT THE ULTIMATE ENEMY ON GBA! AND I AM TAPING IT WHENEVER IT SHOWS AGAIN ON SUNDAY SO I CAN SHOW IT TO MY FRIENDS! GO DAN! And this time around, I am spreading sugary hyperness through...-whistles and a load of jumpsuited pizza-guys show up and feed the audience pizza and the soda of their choosing (I myself have a slice of extra, extra cheese and a Pepsi)- Now, onto the reviews which will ultimately lead to the fanfiction!

Mera Nova - Yes, Props is a very hysterical game, but it's difficult to play in writing. I am trying, though! I have an idea, just have to put it in words...

Alexa Daley of Lathbury - Whoo! I want my Reeses Cup! Not the dust bunnies! Dust bunnies are about as evil as the sporks! AH!

Just Plain Insane - The Butch Hartman forums, eh? Can't say I've ever been, but I will take a look someday! VIVA LA SUGAR AND QUESO!

Dannyphantomsgf and Noasgf - Of course Tucker's cool! Tucker rocks!You other fangirls can keep that loser ghost-boy (no offense)! I just want my beloved Tucka-boo! Or Boo-Boo Bear, whichever I feel like calling him at the moment! And yes, I know the story is awesome!

blue dream fairy - Don't worry. At the moment I have about 20-25 games awaiting. I was going to save SfaH for next to last, because I also love that game and want to have a ton of ideas ready! (That's going to be a game that takes up an entire part!)

Draiky the Great - If we're not making fun of Colin's hair (or lack thereof) and Ryan's shoes, Vlad's the next person you gotta aim at.

digidestened7 - See, that would explain it - I don't watch Full Metal Alchemist. The sporks are much more threatening. The sporks are currently working together with Azure, who is a doll that owns my sanity, so I fear the sporks. I mean, come on! They're spoons and forks in one handy utensil! Isn't that scary!

Dreamer for lyf - Well, though I am still packing lots of comedy, I don't have any sugar today. I got MAJORLY hyped yesterday because of TUE, and I made myself sick, so there isn't any candy. It can happen - this is #2 for me. (First was night of Memory Blank) But is the pizza and caffenine enough?

And a big shout-out to SuperShadow64, Serina Kat, RoCkOuTlOuD, atlantiandragoness, and Katrina Kaiba! Reviewers make the world go round, so you all RAWK THE WORLD!...Uh, particularly mine!

"Hi, everyone and welcome back to Whose Line is it Anyway?" Drew announced after the commercial break. "Hey guys, guess what?"

"What?" The 8 actors asked.

"We had our camera-guy snoop around backstage, and look what we found!" Drew said, motioning to the in-studio monitors.

Then a scene appeared - It was Jack, the Box Ghost, Lancer, andJohnny with big cups of soda-pop!

"Oh...Idee-didee-didee-didee! Didee, didee, di! Oh, idee-didee-didee-didee! Didee, didee, di!" Everyone who was watching burst into an incredible bout of laughter.

(Author's note: You ask for it, and I'll deliver it!)

"What's the matter with those guys?" Ryan asked after everyone calmed down.

"We don't know, but we're thinking that someone spiked the soda." For some odd reason, everyone looked at Danny and Tucker.

"We didn't do it!" they said together with faces that screamed 'we did it!'

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"Okay, now Danny, Sam, and Tucker get to play a game called 90-second alphabet! Somebody in the audience give a letter of the alphabet."

There were a number of responses, all letters that are particularrly hard to use in the beginning of a sentence, like 'P', 'Q', 'W', 'X', and...

"Z! We haven't done Z before. So the point of this game is that these guys have to do a scene in 90 seconds, but their sentences have to start with the next letter of the alphabet. The scene is '3 friends are mini-golfing when tragedy strikes.' Go ahead, and I'll time you when you start."

Sam fell down to open the scene. "Zachariah!" Good move.

"Ah...the...windmill collapsed on her..." Danny said unsurely.

"...Boy, that's bad." Tucker chimed in.

"C-can't you help her?" Danny asked Tucker.

"Dude, why do I have to help her?"

"Easy, you're a doctor."

"For goodness sake, you two!" Sam snapped in.

"...G-gee, we should help her." Tucker said.

"...Help!" Danny called out.

"...Ian and Zachariah, help me!" Sam was using names to her advantage.

"Jessica, calm down!" Tucker rang in rather quickly.

"Karen, her name's Karen!" Danny said, using the whole 'name-game' as well. There was a brief silence.

"Lollipop!" Tucker said, pretending to put a lollipop in his mouth.

"My God, Ian!" Sam said angrily.

"No candy!" Danny said, ripping Tucker's imaginary lollipop out of his mouth.

"Oh...Oh, my God, you took my candy!" Tucker said after a second.

"People, I'm still under the windmill!" Sam said, motioning to her position on the floor. It took the kids a second to think of something for Q.

"Quidditch!" Tucker said, motioning to the sky.

"Really?" Danny said, also looking at the sky.

"Stop looking at them and help me!" Sam yelled angrily.

"Two people can't do it alone!" Tucker pointed out.

"Uncle Bob will help us!" Danny said.

"V-Veronica, too?" Tucker asked questioningly.

"Why her?" Sam asked. Everyone was lost on a response, so Tucker looked out into the audience.

"Xavier Wonderbird!" Tucker said, running into the audience.

"...You, hey!" Danny said uncertainly, running after Tucker.

"Zachariah!" Drewbuzzed them out, and they sat down.

"Hey guys, that was great, and I wanted to give you points, but we had to spend them all replacing the windmill." Everyone laughed at the joke, except for Vlad, who apparantly is still struggling with the points gag.

"But if the points don't exist, how can they replace the windmill? What windmill are they trying to replace!" Everyone just laughed at his confusion.

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"Let's move on to a game called Super-Heroes! With Danny, Sam, Tucker, and Vlad - Tucker starting." Tucker took his place on-stage while Danny, Vlad, and Sam lined up off-stage. "In this game, these four guys are going to be unlikely superheroes trying to solve a world crisis, and they're going to name each other and try to screw each other up. What we need is the name of an unlikely super-hero for Tucker."

The fangirls were really going off with this one, with such suggestions as 'Backwards Hat Man', 'The Living Computer', 'Box Lunch', (one Tucker-rabid fangirl yelled out the hard-to-turn-down BooBoo Bear - ;)), and...

"Spicy Junk-food Dude!" Drew finally chose. "So, what's the situation for Spicy Junk-Food Dude?"

Once again, the fangirls were throwing them out, with such crisises as 'No more sugar', 'Butch Hartman died', 'No new episodes', 'Valerie and Danny hook up', and...

"Whose Line was cancelled!" Drew chose. The 4 Whose Line improvers gasped.

"That IS an emergency!" Colin said as he jumped up and struck a superhero pose.

"So, Spicy Junk-food Dude, Whose Line was cancelled! What are you going to do!"

Tucker started the game off by downing something. "Cheeto, cheeto, cheeto, cheeto..." Then he looked up. "Great...gobs of...nacho cheese..." he cried. "Whose Line was cancelled! This fanfiction is ruined! Oh, I hope my super-friends arrive soon!" On cue, Danny jumped into the stage-area.

"Hey, sorry I'm--Ooh! Cheetos!" Danny attempted to grab something out of Tucker's hand, but he stopped him.

"Don't eat those. Thank God you're here...Living Panic Button Boy!"

Danny gave him a 'what the hell' look, but then started freaking out. "Why can't I eat those? Are they poisoned! YOU'RE TRYING TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD, AREN'T YOU!" And then he started a scared run around the stage-area, screaming at the top of his lungs.

"No, it's just because they're spicy!" Tucker called after Danny. Then Vlad jumped in.

"Hey, sorry I'm--Nacho!" Vlad said, pretending to eat a few nachos.

Then Danny ran back around. "Oh, thank God you're here...Jack Fenton!" And he continued his little panicked rampage.

Vlad shot Danny an evil, evil look, then struck a very proud pose. "Yes, there's no need to fear, now that I - Jack Fenton - am here to save the day! Whatseems to be the problem?"

"Whose Line is it Anyway is cancelled!" Tucker said.

"Wow, that's bad!" Vlad said. "So I must pull out this really big gun and--" then he pretended to shoot himself with a really big gun, sending him halfway across the room. Danny temporarily stopped and looked at Vlad, pulling himself off of the floor, then resumed his crazed run. Then Sam jumped in.

"Hey guys, sorry I'm--Cheetos!" Sam said, reaching for the bag of cheetos Tucker was still holding onto, but he stopped her. Then Vlad came back.

"Sorry about that. Thank God you're here...Malfunctioning...Paulina-Bot...Girl..."

Sam shot him a look that was a combination of 'what the hell' and 'ooh, I'm gonna smoke your ass for that, Vlad', but then began talking in a preppy-mechanical voice. "So, like, what the heck is up now with the world? Why did you call me? I might break a nail. ChessClubChessClubChessClub!" she finished like a skipping CD track.She stepped forward, and her and Danny accidently collided. "Hey, get out of my face, loser." Sam said, turning away from Danny.

"Evil preppy robot chick! EVIL PREPPY ROBOT CHICK!" Danny said, starting a new screaming panic attack.

"Malfunctioning Paulina-Bot Girl, Whose Line was cancelled!" Tucker said urgently.

"Like, who cares? If you want your stupid show back, just like call the d-d-d-damn cable company." And she walked off roboticcally.

"Well, the day was saved again by me - JACK FENTON!" Vlad rang in quickly before leaving.

When it came to his turn to leave, Danny quickly calmed down. "See ya tomorrow, dude." he said plainly before leaving.

"Well, that's another crisis averted thanks to me, Spicy Junk-food Dude!" Then he looked at the bag he was holding throughout the game. "Hm, Cheetos." He threw some in his mouth, and Drew buzzed the game out, sending the actors back to their stools.

"Spicy Junk-food Dude, Living Panic Button Boy, Malfunctioning Paulina-Bot Girl..." Drew said.

"And Jack Fenton!" Ryan rang in proudly.

"Go Cheetos!" Brad said from his seat.

§ -Tucker's Mayflower, going ghost!- §