2 days before the Interview...

(Two eyes are shuddering under a bed. Whamek comes up to them.)

Whamek: Sparlunk, Bro, you REALLY need to get going. Your Interview starts in an hour.

Sparlunk: B-But I might s-see s-something sc-sc-sc-scary!

Whamek: *sigh* You are such A WIMP! ARGGH!!! Hmmm... Wait here.

(Whamek leaves. He comes back with a Peeper in a cage.)

Sparlunk: ... PERFECT!

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(A bunch of Goombas are in sterilezed white suits, in a padded room. Sparlunk is seated on a bean bag, the Peeper in a plastic box beside him.)

Goomba: ... Why are we all wearing safety suits?

Sparlunk: G-germs.

Goomba: Why are you sitting in a beanbag?

Sparlunk: S-so I don't fall out.

Goomba: Why are we in a padded room?

Sparlunk: So nobody gets h-hurt.

Peeper (through microphone): Why is the audience all Goombas?

Sparlunk: They are t-the l-l-least dangerous thing.

Goomba: ... You better have not said what I think you said.

Sparlunk: AUGH! DON'T HURT ME!

Goomba: Chill.

Sparlunk: GAH! I'M GOING TO GET FREEZERBURN!

Peeper: START THE FREAKIN' INTERVIEW!

Sparlunk: WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Okay. This is P-Peeper, a tiny bird from Yoshi’s Story.

Goomba: … Who? and what?

Sparlunk: Peeper was a t-tiny, harmless bird from a game on the N-N-N-N64 called Yoshi’s Story. It w-was cool.

Whamek: (whispering) It’s the only game he ever played, and he always skipped the boss battles and made me do them.

Goomba: HAHAHAHAHA!

Sparlunk: I must ask a qu-question. Why did Inviso summon you? Inviso’s a g-g-g-g-GHOST!!!

Peeper: He pays us to.

Sparlunk: Why do you keep flying around? That's k-k-kinda dangerous for you.

Peeper: We're practicing. We grow up to be Albatosses, who fly a lot.

Sparlunk: WAH!!! ALBATOSSES ARE SCARY!

Peeper: OW! Quit crying! We can also turn into Crowbers!

Sparlunk: TOO SCAAAAAARRRRRRRRYYYYYYYY! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!

Peeper: ARGH! I CAN'T TAKE THIS! HURRY IT UP!

Sparlunk: WAH! AUDIENCEEEEE!!! SEAT UNSAFE!

Goomba: Uh... ummmm... Why are you so weak?

Peeper: WE'RE BABY BIRDS, GIVE US A BREAK!

Sparlunk: SEAT CLONE!

Goomba: Who is your ruler?

Peeper: Nobody.

Sparlunk: SEAT ALMOSTDONE!

Goomba: WHY IS THIS INTERVIEW SO SHORT?

Sparlunk: T-to p-play it safe...

Goomba: Ugh. I am SO not getting bribed well enough.

Sparlunk: Time to rate your threat level. You're rated a 0.

(Laughter. Lots of laughter.)

Peeper: SHUT UP!

Sparlunk: LOUD NOISES! END TRANSMISSION, PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!

Whamek: Wow, you stink at this.

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