Speed wrinkled his nose as the young woman with short spiky black hair and too much eye shadow dabbed a large gob of peach coloured powder on his face. It took all of his willpower to crush the urge to sneeze as she rubbed it on his face, muttering something to herself about "shine". An older man, too skinny for his own good with graying brown hair ran his fingers through Speed's and he shivered at the unpleasantness of the feeling. Trixie sat in front of him with various coloured recipe cards, flipping through them as she fired off various questions to him.

Now this was why he didn't do television appearances. It wasn't because he was shy, no. It was because it made everyone in the entertainment industry suddenly come to the conclusion that not only could he not answer questions about his own life without practice, he was also a girl.

"Trixie, I don't need all of this." Speed insisted as the makeup lady proceeded to pull out what appeared to be eyeliner. "Oh no way, lady!"

"It'll bring out your eyes for the camera." She replied calmly, as if this protest was a common one. "You want to look good for your fans don't you?"

"Not if it involves guyliner…"

Trixie snorted. "You did not just call it that."

"Shut up!" Speed replied, flushing with embarrassment. "I didn't mean to say that…"

"You have very nice hair." The older man cooed as he brushed it. "What type of conditioner do you use?"

Speed blinked slowly. "He didn't just ask me that…"

Trixie rolled her eyes. "You need to focus sweetie, now, what was your reaction to winning the-"

"I know my life, Trixie." Speed snapped back, before wincing. He hadn't meant to do that, Trixie hadn't done anything wrong. "Sorry… this is just… stressful."

"Now close your eyes." The makeup lady insisted, bringing the pencil closer to Speed's face, he immediately jerked backwards.

"Maybe we'll skip the eyeliner…" Trixie said with a laugh, turning to the makeup artist. "Thank you, but I don't think he's going to cooperate much longer. Does he really need anymore?"

The woman shook her head and walked off grumbling about divas and masculinity. Speed felt a wave of relief, he now just needed to get past the creepy hairstylist and he'd be home free.

"Look, I've done this show before. I just go out, talk for a few minutes and I'll be fine- Ow!" He turned to glare at the hairstylist who had accidentally pulled hard at a knot in his hair. He was glad Spritle was busy raiding the food that the show provided because he'd never be able to live all of this down with his younger brother there. "Watch it."

"Sorry sir," The hairstylist replied as a blonde woman wearing a flowery skirt and purple shirt appeared, carrying a pair of jeans and a black polo shirt on a hanger in her hands.

"Here are your clothes Mr. Racer," She said with a grin. "Where should I put them?"

"Over there," Trixie instructed, gesturing off to the side. She then turned back to Speed. "Come on, get changed. Shows' going to start soon."

"Yeah, okay." Speed sighed as the hairstylist warned him about mussing up his hair when he got changed. He rolled his eyes and headed into the designated guest dressing room. He had to admit; getting free clothing was a nice if not unusual perk about being famous, especially when he could afford it on his own.

Speed quickly changed into the clothes and checked himself in the mirror. He was glad he didn't look like a fish this time, the one makeup person from The Tonight Show had gone a little crazy and he'd had to wash it all off before he went on air. This time he at least looked human. His hair hadn't been "mussed" as the stylist called it and he pulled on his shoes and headed out to wait till he was called.

He liked driving for his father and would never switch companies, but suddenly sponsors for everything else under the sun had attacked him with jobs offers. Racing equipment he could understand, though why he was offered to do a cologne commercial, he'd never know or understand.

But for once he was on an entertainment show to actually discuss something about entertainment. Normally when he got on entertainment shows all they wanted to know was about his personal life, or possibly about any offers he'd had. So this was kind of the middle in that regard. His explosion onto the professional racing scene had ended up popularizing the sport of rally racing with a younger audience than it normally drew in, and no matter how many times he turned down invitations to rally races at his father's request, he always got more.

This meant, that for a racecar driver, he was packing a lot of celebrity credibility and with that came various offers for the dreaded… reality television show. He wasn't personally interested in being on people's computers and television anymore than he already was, but something like that would boost Racer Motors appeal tenfold and Spritle was more than a little excited for the chance to be a television star. Pops had initially resisted the offer, but eventually the family had agreed to it. five episodes to follow them through their lives for one week, minus the weekends and that was it.

The Racer family was far from scandalous so they saw nothing to worry about.

But where the family wasn't scandalous, they made up for in pure chaos. If you were a Racer, it was like you were a giant magnet which attracted trouble from near and far, especially if your name was Spritle or Speed and filming had gone off quite badly the first day when they cameraman accidentally caught Trixie getting out of the show and she'd broken his camera in return… footage of that was long since lost.

Speed however, was slightly annoyed that since he was the one with the most celebrity, he was being forced to promote the show before it aired. The way things had gone while filming, he wasn't a hundred percent sure he wanted the world to see the Racer family at home…

He began thinking back to certain stories that he'd heard from the other members of the family and the most memories from when the show had been filming. The people in the family were normally enough, but when thrown into this particular environment, well…

It was pretty funny…

If you just want to see how the interview goes, you'll have to skip to Chapter 7 when the whole thing is done.

This thing, it supposed to be a complete departure from my other Speed Racer story and just be humorous, not serious at all. So I hope you enjoy.

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