Now, we shall pull the characters out of the story and into this interview room, an enclosed space with a mic connected to one of the CCTVs, and a one way glass window. People outside can see the people inside. A white table with a metal chair was positioned in the centre of the room, and was under the spotlight, which was basically a black ceiling lamp dangling overhead.
Without further ado, we welcome in our first interviewee.
I, Weedy Weeds, will be the interviewer.
Interviewee 1: Natalia
Weedy Weeds: Hello, Natalia.
Natalia: What do you want, weeds?
Weedy Weeds: Here is a question from @Prin_Ninie , and I'll just quote it. "Yeah, you're pretty and all–"
Natalia: Aww, thank you. But I can sense a big but here. Not B-U-T-T. B-U-T.
Weedy Weeds: Can I continue? Thank you. "but why are you stealing someone's spot to his heart? Don't you feel any empathy?"
Natalia: What the heck is empathy?
Weedy Weeds: The ability to understand and share the feelings of another.
Natalia: Ok, anyways, I didn't steal any spot, so I ain't in the wrong.
Weedy Weeds: AhEm, okay. Thank you for your time. Now, you may step into the portal and go back into the fictional world. As if this is not a fictional world. But anyways, baiii.
Interviewee 2: Chang'e
Weedy Weeds: Hello, Chang'e, please take a seat.
Chang'e: Hello, faceless voice, could you please remove the chair so I could move my crescent moon in?
Weedy Weeds: Oh, well, uh, okay.
The chair poofs into thin air, once I wrote it here.
Weedy Weeds: Now, may we begin?
Chang'e: Sure thing! Ask away.
Weedy Weeds: Okay, so, here is a question from @Prin_Ninie , and I shall quote it, the way I did it back with Natalia.
Chang'e: Wait, you talked to Natalia? I thought I knocked her out cold. Now, would you excuse me, I need to shove my crescent moon down her throat.
Weedy Weeds: NO WAIT!
Chang'e: Fine.
Weedy Weeds: Okay, I shall read out the questions now. Ahem, "How to be cute?"
Chang'e: Well, uh, this calls for the part of the brain I nearly never use. So uh, step one, have a white bunny rabbit. Step two, be short. Step three, seek revenge on anyone who dare cross you. And there you have it, the three simple steps of being cute.
Weedy Weeds: I shan't doubt any of that. Alright, this isn't a question, just something @EnterUsername0 wants to say to you. AHEM. "U have taught me a lot through this journey, n, u r very lucky to be so old but look so young and cuuuttteee"
Chang'e: Why thank you. Now, if you don't have any other questions, I need to get back to my world and use my slippers to slap Natalia.
Weedy Weeds: Okay byeeee.
Wow, that's a lot of talking. We still have time for one more interviewee before we will call it a day.
Interviewee 3: Zilong
Weedy Weeds: Hello, Zilong. Please take a seat.
Zilong: Uh, hi. There is no seat.
Weedy Weeds: UGH, right.
A seat popped out from thin air, after I wrote that part.
Weedy Weeds: Okay, done, now take a seat.
Zilong: Alrighty-o.
Weedy Weeds: Okay, so here is a question from @Prin_Ninie , I'm just going to quote it. Ahem, "Can you be mine..?"
Zilong: Uh, I'm in the fictional realm here. Which is divided into the Heavenly Realm, Mortal Realm, Dead Realm and maybe a few more realms that we do not know of currently. Therefore, I am unable to jump out into reality and be with you. Besides, I already have a mate. Do not come killing her.
Weedy Weeds: Uh, okay. I need not know that. But anyways, next question. This one's from @EnterUsername0 . Ahem, "don't u just wish to shove a crocodile's toenail down Natalia's throat????"
Zilong: Actually, no. At least, not until you told me about it. Now that I know you can do it, faceless voice, make me do it!
Weedy Weeds: UHHHHHHHH.
Zilong: What.
Weedy Weeds: UHHHHHHHHHHH.
Zilong: Uhhhhhh?
Weedy Weeds: UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Zilong: Well, uh, if you would excuse me, I need to go find a crocodile to pluck off a toenail. Bye.
Weedy Weeds: No wait! I still have a few more questions by @Mlbbwanwan17 I'll just quote them. "U look ugly topless."
Zilong: Ouch.
Weedy Weeds: I know that feel, bro. Now, onto the next question. "y ur sis so short"
Zilong: Her soul aged, but her physical age remained at six.
Weedy Weeds: Alrighty-o. Last one. "can I borrow mister fluffy? (Chang'e bunny name)"
Zilong: That, you have to ask my sis. Okay, now I really need to find crocodiles, so byeeee.
Weedy Weeds: Okay, baiiii.
Alright, that's all the time we have for today. The rest of the questions shall be answered in the next chapter. Okay, ciao adios!
Also, I'm surprised no one asked, why Wanwan died.
Answer will be revealed...
Tomorrow.
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