Thanks to everyone who reviewed, but I'm not going to personally thank all of you just because it takes too long.

I am aware that I did not use everyone's ideas for this chapter. But remember the new rule!

It is early in the morning. The audience has not arrived yet. The camera crew is setting up. And Fawful is finishing an essay that he wrote for no good reason due to the fact that I could not think of one.

"...And that's why apple cider is not sold at the pharmacy," he finishes. "Oh! There you are! I didn't see you. Now, would you like to play story mode or mini-game mode?"

"No!" says a camera guy. He whispers something in Fawful's ear.

"Oh! So you mean this isn't Mario Party?" asks Fawful.

Anyways, you can just ignore those last few lines if you didn't understand them, because honestly, they were just a bunch of random jokes I thought of and messily jumbled them together.

"Well then!" says Fawful. "Uh, you can let in the audience now."

The doors open, and the audience comes flooding in. "Good!" says Fawful. "Now, as you know, Peach had a little... meltdown... last time we saw her. So we've replaced her with a NEW contestant!"

Lyle walks up on stage.

"Please welcome... LYLE JACKSON!"

Without saying a word, Lyle plops down on a bean bag.

"Now, since you are new, Lyle, I'm going to ask you a question first: If you were in a life or death situation, and you were falling off a plane twenty billion miles from sea level, what would you do?"

Lyle scratches his head.

"Do a barrel role!" he says.

"I'm just curious, what would make you choose to do that?"

"Do a barrel role!"

"Hello?"

"Do a barrel role! Do a barrel role! Do a barrel role! Do a barrel role! Do a barrel-"

"SHUT UP YOU FREAKIN' HOBO!"

"...Do a barrel role?"

"NO YOU DON'T DO A BARREL ROLE!"

"Do. A. Barrel. Role."

"YA DON'T DO A BARREL !"

We are currently experiencing communication lag. You may lose progress from the last save. If the communication does not recover, the system will shut down in five... four... three... two... one.

Fawful wakes up in a dark room.

"Where am I...?"

Suddenly, the lights turn on, and Fawful looks around to see his worst nightmare.

"NO! I'M IN THE HORRIBLE WORLD OF ONLINE RPGS!"

Something is fired at him.

A little voice inside of him tells him to do a barrel role. And so he does one. And he dodges the shot.

"Fawful? Are you okay?"

His eyes open, and he sees a human. An actual human.

"You fell into a coma on stage and no one noticed until now," said the person.

"How did they not notice that the host of a talk show fell into a coma?"

"The were too busy playing their 3DS's."

His eyes are fully opened now. The person talking is a girl, no older than fourteen.

"Who..." Fawful begins. "Oh right. We had a request."

He gets up off the floor and into is seat. Sure enough, everyone is busy playing their 3DS's.

"PUT THOSE DARN THINGS DOWN!"

And sure enough, they put them down.

"Now. What's your name again?" he asks.

"Ariana."

"Ariana. Right. It says in the request that your wight is 'classified'. Does this mean anything?"

"...Uh, I'd rather not talk about it."

"Sure. Right. So why are you here?"

"To annoy you. Duh. Because... YOU'RE SO CUTE!"

She runs over and tickles his belly. "Hey! I'm ticklish there- HAHAHHAHAHAHAHA!"

"Is this my cue?" says a voice from behind the curtain. A teenager with red hair, wearing all black steps out from the side. "Oh Lord, that's Fawful! CAN I WORK WITH YOU? CAN I WORK WITH YOU? CAN I WORK WITH YOU?"

"HARHARHOORFHOOHOO!" is the answer.

"You look like you're busy," says the girl.

"Come on, Crystal," says Ariana.

"Oh-HARAR-yeah! That's request- HERFHERF- number two! CURSE YOU, HAWKHOLLY AND PRINCESS ZORA!"

"CAN I WORK WITH YOU? CAN I WORK WITH YOU? CAN I WORK WITH YOU-"

Suddenly, the roof breaks as the Koopa Clown Car flies before the audience.

"HEY." says Bowser. Ariana and Crystal get frightened, and run backstage."

"What?" says a quiet voice from the audience.

"HEY." Bowser repeats. "HEY." He coughs. "HEY."

"WHAT DO YOU WANT YOU OVERGROWN STICK OF BUTTER?"

"Oh. Right. You wanna know why I'm here? BECAUSE I RECEIVED A QUESTION. And the answer is: BECAUSE FOOD IS YUMMY."

He then flies back through the roof and the hole disappears.

"Well then," says Fawful.

Ariana races back on stage and continues the tickling.

"STOP IT YOU IDIOT!" he screams.

Ariana starts sobbing. Then she finishes. "I'm an idiot?" she says. "Is that what you think? I'm an idiot! You don't like me, do you? You don't care about me at all! Is that right! Yeah! Of course it's right! Just what I thought! You really hate me, and you couldn't care less about me! FOR MY LIFE! FOR MY EDUCATION! Because if you really hate me that much, then you would wish I was dead, right? RIGHT? YOU WANT ME DEAD! Well, I'll tell you right now, that if I was dead, you wouldn't exist. WANT SOME EXPLANATION? When I grow up, I want to be a conservationist. TO SAVE THE TREES! THE TREES GIVE US OXYGEN! And if you didn't know, WE BREATH OXYGEN! AND IF WE DON'T HAVE ANY OXYGEN TO BREATH, THEN DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS? HUH? WE DIE! That's right. Poof. We're gone. We run out of oxygen to breath. THAT'S WHY WE NEED TO SAVE THE TREES, BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE! WHY DON'T WE NOT DIE! WE SAVE THE TREES! WHO'S WITH ME?"

Silence. From out of nowhere, a tumbleweed goes across the stage.

"This just goes to show how easily Ariana can get off topic," says Fawful. Crystal comes back on the stage and drags Ariana home, who is sobbing again.

"Let's see. What should we do now?" asks Fawful. But suddenly, Kirby falls onto the stage with a reviewer chasing it.

"I CAN'T GET HIM?" she exclaims. "He's too fast for me? What am I doing? Why am I using question marks?"

The reviewer chases him off stage.

"...Anyways..." says Fawful. "I... I think that just about wraps it up. Now, if you excuse me, I have to go to the doctor and get the scratches from the tickling removed." Fawful scratches furiously at his belly.

And the audience picks up their 3DS's again.

And that brings this two-part chapter to an end! I hope you enjoyed!

Oh, and there's a poll up on my profile asking who should guest star in the next chapter. If you are anon, then just look at the poll and tell me in a review (if you want to vote)!

P.S. Just like it says on my profile, my name will be changed back to Marshmallow452 next weekend.

Buh-bye!