1: Ugh...what happened? *glances around at the darkness* Right. 2 stopped the story when the computer turned off...but why did I wake up?
*looks around blankly*
1: I bet it's because I have to finish the PM Tales.
I knew Fate loved me. Well, lets started.*a pen and paper appears in her hand and she begins to write. As she does, the story resumes itself.*
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Narrator: And we're back after that climatic ending! This, folks, is going to be one fantastic PM, because it is (dramatic pause) the SEASON FINALE!
Studio Audience: *goes beserk and emo at the same time*
Producer: Yay! That means I can hire them and bring them to a new show sooner!
Narrator: ...er, right. *to himself* Why is there someone new each PM? First me, then the studio audience, and the Producer? Who will come today?
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3: Well, let's get out of here.
2: How? We don't even know where we're going!
3: We'll find a way. The good guys always find a way.
*a video screen pops up and 1 appears on it*
1: Hello little people who have intruded my demension. I hope you are finding your trip here enjoyable so far.
2: 1!
1: Yes, it is me. Not that you would care.
4: Hey! Don't forget about us!
1: Right. Hello 3,4,5, and 6! How are you guys?
4: Eh, been better.
5: Scared of Penguins.
6: Bored.
3: Ready to leave. Do you know the way out?
1: Yeah, hold on. I'll open the exit for you *typing is heard, and then a portal opens up*
Just walk through there.
3: Thanks!
*Everybody walks through*
2: Why did we walk through that? The whole point of coming here was to bring 1 back.
5: The Penguins were scary.
4: True. It's not like we could run aroudn in there wondering if we were about to be mobbed every second.
6: ...but, um. Guys? It looks like the portal didn't take us home...
*they all look around them and find themselves on a small legde of a great canyon. About five feet below them is a lake of molten lava*
2: Holy Moly
3: And this official demolishes any doubt we had about her being a villian.
1: *standing on a SAFE platform a distance up, speaking through a microphone so that everyone can here her* Fools. You guys figured out I was evil and then listened to my advice?
6: Geez, sometimes villians DO speak the truth.
1: It is of no matter. You're all about to die anyway.
2: Why are you doing this?! You don't want to kill us!
1: I have to.
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2: You're really going to kill us, aren't you 1?
1: Will you stop interrupting my PM? I have to finish before class ends!
2: What is it with you and writing during class? Don't you have better things to do?
1: ...no. not really.
2: You have nothing better to do than kill us?
1: *frowns* read on
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2: Why?
1: You should know! It's your fault you all have to die!
2: What are you talking about? You're the villian here!
1: I know, but do you think I want to kill you guys? YOU were the one who sent me here. YOU were the one who said there couldn't be chocolate in here (lights flicker). You ever wonder why the lights flicker everytime you say the word?
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Studio Audience: YES!
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1: It's becuase Chocolate *lights flicker* doesn't exist here. You won't find it anywhere! And because it doesn't exist, the entire place flickers out of existance for the entire time you say the word!
5: That explains...alot.
4: No kidding.
1: And I have to kill you because YOU also said that I had to LIVE ALONE! Every moment that you've been here, the realm I've created is slowly destroying itself. The only way to keep it stable is to eliminate you!
2: Crud. I should think these things through more.
3: But why do have to kill us? We're your friends. Leave with us!
1: I can't. I bound to this realm. If it goes, I go. You will be able to poof back home, but I'll be stuck here. There's no way out for me.
2: Not true! There is a way out!
1: *raises an eyebrow*
2: The instructions to my powers said that if you accept my apology, everything will revert back to normal!
1: Really?
2: Yeah! So, I'M SORRY! WILL YOU FORGIVE ME?
1: ...sure. I forgive you.
*Everything goes black again and time rewinds itself*
[Later on in life]
2: This sub-lake is small. I want the lake! And since there's no one around, I CLAIM THE LAKE!
1: NO! You cannot claim it for it is mine! See the goggles? You cannot rule the lake without goggles!
2: But I have a hat!
1: I challange you to a duel for the lake!
2: I challange you too!
*fight scene*
Producer: CUT! That's brilliant! I'll see you two back here tomorrow at the same time.
1: Okay Mr. Producer!
2: Bye!
*the two girls walk out*
2: It's fun working for the Producer
1: Yeah. It's cool. And the scripts are alot of fun.
2: Better than when you write them!
1: Hey! That's not cool!
2: So?
1: Let's go storm Canada.
2: What the heck? That's totally off topic.
1: *shrugs* Yeah, I know. But it sounds fun.
2: You know what? It does.
SMN: *drop by and hand 1 a note*
2: I thought only you sent notes to me through them.
1: I did. *opens the letter* Thanks 1 for keeping the promise of not abandoning us forever! The job at the post office works great! It's really fun dropping in on people. Thanks for the help.
~Always,
SMN
2: You put them to work at the post office?
1: Yeah. I would've put them to work at Knott's Scary Farm so they could freak people out, but it's not the right time of year for that.
2: You are a nut.
1: Yep. And I'm a nut who just finished a story! Woohoo!
2: *sighs* Let's go storm Canada
1: On my way!
*they exit*
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Narrator: And so, 1 and 2 left to storm Canada. On the way, they stopped for ice cream, and realized there were better things to do. So they parted ways and returned home. Every year though, 1 would send 2 a chocolate cookie. It became a tradition, and every year 2 would wait expectantly for it.
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*five years later*
2: the cookie is supposed to come today...I wonder if it's here yet... *she goes out to check the mail and finds a package* Yay! *she opens it up, and takes a big bite out of the cookie*
2: *cough* Hey! This isn't a chocolate cookie! It's penut butter!
1: *flies of into the sunset, laughing* Mwahahahahaha!
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Narrator: The end.
Studio Audience: Yay! *applause*
Narrator: Wow, we finished it without any special guests-
1: And for the credits, we'd like to bring out our special guest singer- Mysterious Person A!
studio audience: yay!
MPA: *singing*
Did you ever see a llama
Kiss a llama
On the llama?
Llama, llama... (Etc)
THE END
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