[You're going to Brazil!] Dancing Banana x Food!reader

Chapter 1 [Im tired...]

uh yay? also, you are a fellow podcaster from another show so yeah!

credits for the divider: {tumblr} skylightlantern [Thank you!]

[Reader's] POV:

I'm currently working on another idea for my podcast... I haven't been able to think of any ideas for it! Probably idea-block or something??? I look over to a blank screen playing white static. Maybe I could use a bit of rest... After all, my podcast usually starts on Friday... Right? Well, that's good news! But I don't have anything to do now...

I turned on my old-fashioned television and ran through some channels until I came across something new... "Something exciting and interesting! Hm...?" It's called Shovelware's brain game! I began watching the live show with curiosity. Everything seemed lively and fun. There was a set of 5 players, and a host also known as "Dancing Banana" who would interact with players. Including the Announcer who asks questions to the players.

"The host feels somewhat familiar... Almost like I had met him before...?" Huh, what are you thinking about? I thought to myself. Then something in my mind clicked! I went to my cabinets filled to the brim with papers and scripts and whatever and started rummaging into my trash bi- I mean cabinets..! A few minutes passed by while skimming through failed lawsuits by karens, papers filled with cute drawings, scripts made with fun, etc. And I finally found it! It was an old photograph with... Dancing banana? "huh I don't think I've ever met him." I mumbled

I observed the photo more carefully, And realized I'm holding one of his personal information! It looked like- oh... I was just holding a prize photocard... But I've never been to his game show.

MISS/MISTER [READER]!!!!! suddenly, someone barges into my room like sonic. There stood my camera girl, Creampuff. She looked like she had just beaten someone up earlier at the studio! "Huh? what's wrong Cream puff?" I questioned, still looking at the photo. "I- WELL, I was gonna show off to my sister with the cool looking photograph which has me and the banana guy that I took with while we were at a dinosaur place!!!" "Mhm and?" She scanned the room suspiciously until her eyes landed on the photograph I was holding. "...Why are you holding my photograph?" She pointed to the object I was holding. I tried to explain why I had her prized possessions. But she just snatched it from my hands and started running back to who knows where. Before leaving, she left me a childish, but deadly stare. I chuckled a bit after she did that "little" move she did on me.

A few minutes went by, and another member walked right through my door holding some papers filled with scripts and lines. And it's my cousin, [your cousin]. Who works as the script director. Turning to you, they ask; "Hey [reader] remember you said the live podcast starts on Friday? Well... It's Thursday! My head turned around with a face of shock. "WHAT? but we don't have any ideas for the next podcast!" They turned to the door before saying "Exactly, follow me." I stood up from my spinny chair and walked with them. While walking through the huge studio, They asked "Do you have any good concepts for Friday? I motioned for them to stop, which they quickly did. I was going through my mind for a short time before thinking of the Banana. "Um... We could interview the Host and some audience from the famous "Brain game"

Their head perked up from what they just heard. "Wait, That's a great idea! I'm going to alert the others! see ya." They ran to a nearby employee with the new information they just got from me.

*A few hours later...*

Everybody was around the table discussing how we are able to interview the Dancing Banana himself. One suggested we could just confront him after a round ends, but none of us agreed with that stupid idea. Another said we should pay VIP to interview him in the backstage. I thought it would be a great idea for us, but then I heard my background designer yell "LETS TALK TO HIM ABOUT IT! IF HE AGREES, THEN WE'RE GOOD!" At least 10 of my employees agreed with them, and it seemed good enough for us to do.

While listening to everyone's chit-chats, my cousin suddenly handed me an empty envelope. Which was perfect since we could write a letter to him! I started to write a simple paragraph with my favorite [color] pen, before finishing it with my pretty signature which all of my fans wanted on a piece of paper. Handing it back to my cousin so he can send it to Mr. D. Banana. I started to feel exhausted from the chaos I just witnessed in one day. But then I realized, I have to freaking memorize my lines! I ran back to my room like sonic to find my script sheet.

*1 hour and twenty-one minutes later...*

While screaming from every single word I have to memorize, [your cousin] ran inside my room with a grin on their face. "Y-you got a response! hey! heyyy!" " Huh? really!" They quickly slapped a yellow and neatly decorated envelope on my face, which fell to the ground. Picking it up swiftly, and "gently" opening the sealing revealed a sheet of paper with his handwriting made me and [Your cousin] jump in joy! I read it out loud; Dear, [reader] I'd love to interview with you, My gameshow is open anytime! I will prepare some extra work for your special visit too! Would it be okay for me to call you up on the stage? That's great if you're fine with that. See you soon, doll!

My entire face just became a tomato after reading the last sentence... Hey, you good? asked {Your cousin] Then you just fainted.

[1003 words! made on it my laptop so I didn't put any fonts.]

i wonder who's insane enough to read this :D