Fly Guy: Okay, now that we interviewed Yoshi and Fawful... who now?!

Dooplisselle: The Chuckolator.

Fly Guy: Awesome. I'm thirsty.

(The Chuckolator slices the studio in half, and comes in.)

Dooplisselle: ... You know we have a door.

Chuckolator: I know. I'm just too big for it.

Fly Guy: Mmmmm... You look tasty!

(Fly Guy gets a straw out.)

Chuckolator: No! No! I'm too delicious to die!

Dooplisselle: No, you're not. I saw Mario gagging and coughing when he drank you.

Fly Guy: Um, you were there?

Dooplisselle: I was disguised as a guard.

Plit: ...

Fly Guy: Plan-

(Dooplisselle kicks Fly Guy.)

Dooplisselle: No! All right, first question: WHAT ARE YOU?!

Chuckolator: I'm a mixture of soda, Poison Mushrooms, Beanies, and food poisoning.

Fly Guy: Why are you fat?

Chuckolator: Well, why would you say that?

Fly Guy: In the game, you broke the barrel.

Chuckolator: Well, it's not because I'm fat, it's because I wanted freedom so badly, and I broke the barrel to get out.

Dooplisselle: Then why did you just spill out all over the floor?

Chuckolator: Because I didn't want to.

Fly Guy: So you mean if I poured some of this Super Soda on the floor, it could come to life if it wanted to?

(Fly Guy pours the Super Soda on the floor, and it forms into a large demon.)

Soda Demon: FOOOOOOOLS! YOU HAVE UNLEASHED THE MIGHTY SODA DEMON! NOW I WILL RID THEMUSHROOMKINGDOMOF YOU FOOLS, AND IT WILL BE CALLED THE SODAKINGDOM!

(Mario and Luigi come and trounce him.)

Soda Demon: NOOOOOO! I AM MELTING... TELL MY WIFE I LOVE HEEEEEERRRRRRRRR!

(The soda demon melts.)

Everyone: ...

Dooplisselle: Well that was pointless.

Fly Guy: Well... he's gone, so...

Dooplisselle: Continuing, why did you attack the Marios?

Chuckolator: Because I was in peril for 1,000 years, listening to Bubble's jokes. Haven't you heard them? They're terrible!

Fly Guy: Well, we know that. Tell us something we don't know.

Bubbles: ?!

Fly Guy: Well, why did you use part of the barrel as a shield?

Dooplisselle: Where did you get it anyway?

Chuckolator: Well, I carved it out of pieces of the barrel.

Dooplisselle: But you're shield is bigger than the barrel itself.

Chuckolator: Shut... up...

Dooplisselle: Well it is!

Chuckolator: Just ask another question before I slice you.

Fly Guy: My turn! My turn! My turn! Why did Bubbles even create you in the first place?

Chuckolator: Because he was REALLY thirsty and couldn't find water... but he later found better uses for me.

Dooplisselle: As if you have any use.

Chuckolator: Shut up!

Dooplisselle: Moving on... Question... NO! No more questions! I'm done with questions!

(DYoshi walks onstage.)

DYoshi: Uh... The following scenes have been deleted because of cursing and violence.

(Please stand by...)

Dooplisselle: Uh... Audience questions! Seat I'MASPAMMINGIDIOTBECAUSEALLIDOISSPAMANDSTEAL SPRITESANDWHYAMIHEREBECAUSEI'MSUPPOSEDTOBEWORKINGFORCACKLETTANOW.

King Red Boo: Um, how did you use that gun thingy?

Chuckolator: Because I can turn into anything I want because I'm very flexible.

Dooplisselle: Seat GIVEMECASH.

Popple: Do you like Bubbles or not?

Chuckolator: No way! His jokes are REALLY lousy!

Bubbles: What does soda call his dad? Pop!

(Bubbles starts rolling on the floor laughing.)

Chuckolator: Yeah... You need to work on your material.

Fly Guy: Seat IAMHUNGRY.

Gourmet Guy: Do you have any cake?

(Chuckolator holds out some cake.)

Gourmet Guy: Give me that!

(Gourmet Guy swipes the cake away, and chews it with delight.)

Gourmet Guy: Mmmmm!

Dooplisselle: Okay... Um, we'll be back after this short commercial break!

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Pennington: Do YOU have a mystery in town that has to be solved? Do you need a lousy detective to do it? Well, then call me at 1-800-MYSTERIES!

Shroomlock: I'm a better detective than you, though!

Pennington: No, I'm better. Plus, your suit looks weird!

Shroomlock: Yeah? Well you have a weird hat!

Pennington: But you had to ask (Insert whatever character you chose in Mario Party Advance here) all the time to solve the mysteries FOR you! So, ha!

Shroomlock: Er... um, MY LIFE HAS NO MEANING!

(Shroomlock jumps off a cliff that isn't even there.)

Pennington: Uh, yes, so... call the number I mentioned before, if you value your life.

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Dooplisselle: And we're back!

Fly Guy: Seat CHEESE.

Mario: How-a did your-a terrible smell come and make me faint?

Chuckolator: Well, Bubbles put some dead rats in me…

Mario: Mamamia…

(Mario dies.)

Dooplisselle: And now for…

Fly Guy: Phone-in time! Somebody put the phone number on the screen!

(Insert the phone number here)

A couple of minutes pass...

Dooplisselle: Isn't anybody going to call?

Phone: Yes. Ding-a-Ling-a-Ding-a-

Fly Guy: We get the point!

(He picks up.)

Birdo: Yeah, is thisPizzaPalace? I'd like a medium-sized pizza, half cheese and half pepperoni, thick crust. Make it two.

Fly Guy: Wrong number, bub! And even if it wasn't the wrong number, I'd never give you pizza!

(Fly Guy hangs up, and the phone rings again.)

Bob-omb Buddy: How are you able to maintain your form if you are just liquid?

Chuckolator: Well over all those years, I became more of a gelatinous form instead of pure liquid. I could have been pure liquid and stood like this, but if Mario or Luigi even touched me I'd be down.

Bob-omb Buddy: That explains how easily the Bros. trounced the soda demon.

Chuckolator: Yup.

(He hangs up.)

Dooplisselle: Hmmm... That was weird... So, if you died, why are you here?

Chuckolator: Well, I didn't really die. I'm soda, so I never die. I actually just fainted. But I'd rather die than listen to Bubble's jokes 24/7.

Fly Guy: If you're soda, then how are you alive?

Chuckolator: Well, when Bubbles was brewing me, he accidentally dropped a 1-Up Mushroom, which made me come alive. But it didn't help me move, it was Bubble's bad jokes.

Dooplisselle: Why do you have a bad temper?

Chuckolator: Bubble's jokes' fault.

Dooplisselle: I see.

Fly Guy: Well, now-

(Fly Guy looks at his watch.)

Fly Guy: Woah, it's time for me to skidaddle! I've got another Interview in six minutes and I don't want to be late!

(Fly Guy walks out the studio, but trips and falls on an angry Bob-omb, which explodes on him.)

Dooplisselle: I'm just going to say it before anything else stupid and random happens... END TRANSMISSION!

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