My computer was on the fritz and I couldn't write. Get back to you with a new chapter REAL soon.
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So... An interview... I promised to do one... So anyway I got this random person on the street to help me, her name is... Actually... I don't know... Hmmmm... Oh crap, she just ran away with my food... Hold on gotta kick her ass...
HOUR LATER
Hey, hi, sorry about that, the cops came... ANYWHO, I have the interview they did while questioning me.
Officer: What's your first and last name?
BettyBoop4w33t4: I'm not dignified, or allowed to give that information out.
O: And why not?
BettyBoop(crap load of numbers and letters): Government secret.
O: Really now?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): Yep.
O: Why were you attacking that woman?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): She stole my food.
O: She's homeless, what'd you expect?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): That's contradicting. -sarcasm-
O: -glares at me- What were you doing with her anyway?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): I was hoping she'd interview me, then she stole my food.
O: Interview for what?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): That is none of your business.
O: -leans over the table at me- It's my job to find out every little detail.
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): Does that include my sex life?
O: -Stares at me- What was the interview for?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): -sighs- If you must know it was for my readers. I'm a writter and I made an interview so they could know the author behind my stories.
O: What made you become a writer?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): -shrugs- I don't know, always had the gift I guess...
O: What are you writing now?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): Older than Memory, By the Hand of Anubis and a couple others with some of my friends.
O: This, by the hand of anubis, are you thinking of uploading it?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): -shrugs- Eh maybe, it's about four friends that go to find missing people and end up battle Anubis and getting powers along the way...
O: Intersting... I heard you're good at smutt yourself?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): ...Are you hitting on me?
O: ...NO!... Just... Just wondering...
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): -gives him wierd look- ever heard of VeryBoredGirl123? -STOP BY HER PAGE AND READ HER STORIES!! VERRRRRRRRRY GOOD STUFF... IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?-
O: yeah...?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): Where do you think she learned it all?
O: No kidding?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): Yep, she got it from me. -smiles proudly-
O: But none of what you post has smutt in it...
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): -points finger- Of what I post no, what I haven't posted yes, lots of smutt.
O: -smiles wide at me-
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): -frowns and leans back- what?
O: Wanna show me some of your material?
BB(crap load of numbers and letters): -frowns- Ookay... We're done here. -yells at one-way-mirror- DUDE!! GET ME OUT OF HERE!! MR. McCREEPY IS HITTING ON ME!! AND I'M ALMOST 16!! -no one comes in and he comes around the table, inching closer to me, unbottoning his shirt- OH GOD!!
Tune in next time to read my interview with the detective, asking where the cop's body is.
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