Hey there, it's Lysaka, also known to some as Prankster. I'm back from Mexico and I brought a new fic back with me.
Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies, The Price is Right, Kenmore, A Few Good Men, The FBI, a studio to really film this, Quipster or Gears. (They belong to themselves I suppose) I do however own, Prankster, Marbles and Ramble.
Warnings: This story is supposed to make no sense. It's just a random excuse to have fun. The themes expressed in this story may be controversial and could be considered offensive to others. Squeamish individuals or those uncomfortable with progressive thought are advised to keep their distance. In short, If you have no sense of humor, STAY AWAY!
Now with that said, enjoy
Episode one: The Left Shoe Show is born, and Medda's how old?
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(Looks like a typical talk show studio, Prankster sits behind the big desk, two girls sit in chairs by the desk)
Prankster: Hi there, and welcome to my show. I'm your host Prankster and these (points to girls in chairs who wave) are my co-hosts, Ramble and Marbles.
Marbles: What's the name of our show?
Prankster: uuummmmmm….
Marbles: (angry) You haven't thought of a name?
Prankster: I haven't thought that far ahead.
Ramble: (excited) I KNOW! Name it 'The Left Shoe Show'
P&M: O.o……….
Prankster: Ok that works. Welcome to 'The Left Shoe show'
Ramble: Now we need a theme song.
Marbles: No we don't
Ramble: Yes we do
Marbles: (getting angry at her twin) No we don't!
Ramble: YES WE DO!
Prankster: (joking) Why not use the 'Psycho' theme?
Ramble: No, I already have one.
Prankster: (Amused) ok, what's your song.
Ramble: THE WATERMELON SONG!
P&M: O.o……
Ramble: (singing) I ate a watermelon,
And all the seeds fell out
And when I went to pick them up.
They all began to shout.
(At the top of her lungs) YOU ATE MY MOMMA! (Ramble collapses into a fit of giggles.
Marbles: What does that have to do with the show?
Ramble: Absolutely nothing! (Continues laughing)
Prankster: (bangs head on her desk) Ladies and Gentlemen, my sister.
Ramble: tee-hee
Prankster: (back on the subject) Ok people, this is how the show works, we kidnap random newsies and force them to reveal their most deepest, darkest secrets. MUHAHAHAHA!
Ramble: For our first example, we have managed to kidnap Medda.
Medda: (sitting in one of the chairs) Hi there.
Prankster: ok these questions came from Gears, 1; You aren't really Swedish are you?
Medda: (hangs head in shame) no, I'm from Indiana. (Sniff) who wants to hear a girl from Indiana sing.
Ramble: Ha! I knew that accent was fake.
Marbles: Yeah and so did the other 95% of the population, congratulations
Ramble: Hey!
Prankster: Next question: (reads card) Again this is from Gears, Is Toby your lover?
Medda: NO! (Said a little to quickly) Ok, there was this one time when we got really drunk, but that was years ago.
Prankster, Ramble, and Marbles: O.O…..
Ramble: Alrighty then, (takes cards) I'll read the next one, hey it's from Gears too, 'Do you find clowns horribly irresistible?'
Medda: What? No, that's Toby's real face.
Prankster: Really? (Mumbles) no wonder Medda didn't get drunk around him again.
Medda: What was that?
Prankster: Nothing, (grabs cards back) Ok, this question comes from Quipster, (reads card) Medda, are you a Pedophile?
Medda: A what?
Marbles: (embarrassed) a Pedophile.
Ramble: (confused) what's a Pedophile?
Medda: I'd like to know too.
Marbles: Well, you see…it's….when you…uummm
Prankster: (fed up) Oh for Pete sakes. (Gets out huge dictionary, to herself) Pedophile.
P-E-D-O, here it is, pedophile. (Hands dictionary to Ramble)
Ramble: (reads it, and becomes red) oh. (Stands up) I need some water right about now, will you excuse me. (Runs out)
Medda: Well, I'm not sure how to answer the question.
Prankster: (showing no shame) Have you, or ever wanted to have sex with one of the newsies?
Medda: (disgusted) NEVER!
Marbles: ok that settles it, next question, (reads card) How old are you?
Medda: 25
Prankster and Marbles: O.o
Prankster: Wanna try that again?
Medda: Alright 26.
Marbles: (shakes head and calls back stage) RAMBLE! Get out the lie detector!
Ramble: (comes out a la Bob Barker girl style with a lie detector)
Announcer guy: (announces and 'Price is Right' music plays) This lie detector from the FBI, is made out of a durable, non-dent steel and buzz's when someone lies, and it can be yours if the price is right.
Ramble: (giggles)
Prankster, Marbles and Medda: O.o……
Prankster: (to Medda) excuse me one moment, (to Ramble) Ramble? When you went to get that drink of water, you didn't' go to studio 'F' by any chance did you?
Ramble: (weakly) Maybe…..
Marbles: Did you steal the announcer guy from 'The Price is Right?
Ramble: They weren't using him at the moment.
Announce guy: Can I go now? Commercial breaks almost over and I gotta announce products from Kenmore today.
Prankster: Yeah sure go ahead. (Announcer leaves)
Marbles: (looks at Ramble)
Ramble: What?
Marbles: Just stick the lie detector on Medda will ya?
Ramble: (smiles) OK! (Starts hooking up the wires on Medda)
Medda: What is this?
Prankster: It's a lie detector, if you lie it will buzz
Medda: How does it know if I lie?
Marbles: Magic, (to Ramble) ya ready?
Ramble: (nods) yep
Prankster: Ok, again we ask, how old are ya?
Medda: 26 (detector buzzes) fine 35 (buzz) 45 (buzz)
Prankster: Will ya just tell the truth?
Medda: YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!
Marbles: (to Ramble) Quick 5 points, what movie?
Ramble: (quickly) A Few Good Men
Marbles: Very good.
Medda: fine, 55. (Buzz)
Prankster: Medda, the faster you answer this question, the faster we let you go!
Medda: OK I'm 58!
(The girls look at the lie detector expecting it to go off, two are disappointed when it doesn't, one is very happy)
Marbles: YES! (Smiles and puts her hand out) I believe I won the poll.
(Prankster and Ramble give Marbles the money)
Medda: Does this mean I can go now?
Prankster: (to Marbles) do we have anymore questions?
Marbles: (looks at clipboard) nope.
Prankster: Let her go Ramble.
Ramble: (Unhooks the lie detector and Medda stands up) It was fun having you bye (waves)
(Medda storms out, never to be seen again by the girls)
(Theme music plays)
Prankster: I guess this means that the episode is over.
Marbles: Guess so
Ramble: Can I sing now?
Prankster: one moment, Come back for the next episode, Jake will be coming over, BYE. (Ramble looks hopeful) Now you can sing.
Ramble: (sings) I ate a watermelon and all the seeds fell out. And when I went to pick them up they all began to shout. (Shouts) YOU ATE MY MOMMA!
Marbles: (shakes her head) we need a better theme song.
(Fade to black)
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And there's the first episode. Hey got any burning questions you need me, or want me to ask the newsies? Well, just review and I'll make sure they get asked. Hope ya enjoy the fic so far. BYE