Skylar Lake Q and A

Section 14

Me: Welcome back Readers! After some time, we have accumulated enough questions for a another section! 

Skylar: Damn it.

Jim: So close...

Bular: And I am here yet again.

Me: Yep! Isn't it great?!

Strickler: Sure.

Me: ...Where's Doux?

Draal: Not here.

Skylar: Yeah, he decided to give Draal some space since... Last time.

Me: Very well, his question will be used next time then.

Jim: Woah. What?!

Skylar: Why does he get a free pass

Me: ThE ruLE I have instilled! Have you forgotten?

Draal: Bushagal! 

Bular: Violence is inevitable.

Me: Bular, please be a model citizen for everyone here. 

Bular: A... What?

Skylar bursts out laughing.

Me: Let's begin with the questions shall we?

Draal: No...

Strickler: You might as well.

Me: Wonderful, because the first question goes to Strickler.

Strickler: Of course.

Me: Strickler, What's the most embarrassing thing you've said on a date?

Skylar: Oooh! Someone after my own heart.

Draal: ...

Skylar: I mean... Not in seriousness, Draal. You'll always have my heart.

Strickler: Well, I may or may not-

Skylar: Ah-ah-ah. No mays or may nots. Full, naked truth.

Me: She has a point.

Jim: I'm curious as to who the date was with.

Me: Oh, now I am.

Skylar: Shut up and let him answer.

Strickler: It was a date at a bar and I may have overestimated my tolerance. I said I could sing as well as Beethoven. Then we tried karaoke.

Me: Wasn't Beethoven a pianist?

Skylar: Yes, but due to his hearing impairment he began to sing in a lower register in order to hear the notes better.

Me: Atleast the readers are learning as well with all this nonsense.

Jim: How did you even know that Skylar?

Bular: From my understanding, she knows everything.

Skylar: Especially if it has to do with history. 

Me: Anyways, next question goes to Draal.

Draal: ...Why?

Me: Because. 

Everyone: ...

Me: Who was your worst kiss ever?

Skylar turns her gaze to Draal.

Draal: I've only ever...

Jim: Why does this always happen?!

Draal: 'kissed' Skylar.

Me: Okay, and?

Skylar: Let me clarify; We don't actually kiss-kiss, we have our own way of doing so. Which I am not inclined to share.

Me: Doesn't matter. Good or nah?

Draal: Good.

Me: So you've never had a bad kiss?

Draal: No?

Me: Good enough, moving on. Skylar!

Skylar: Oh for the love of- What is it?

I frown before looking at the readers and back to the list...

Me: Uh... How many times a week do you wear the same pants? 

Skylar: Once or twice. That's a pretty weird question.

Me: Anyways, Strickler has another question then we have one for Jim and three for Bular.

Strickler: Oh dear...

Jim: That's the first time you've announced that.

Bular: Why do I get so many?

Me: And one more for both Draal and Skylar.

Skylar: For the both of us to answer.

Me: Yes.

Draal: Together?

Me: Correct.

Skylar: I am suddenly filled with Dread.

Draal: Yes.

Me: Anyways, Strickler. Would you date your highschool crush today?

Skylar glares.

Strickler: Even if Skylar wasn't glaring at me, I definitely would not. I am happy where I am today.

Me: So you admit to having a highschool crush.

Strickler: I forget her name.

Jim: How is that possible?

Strickler: it's been some time.

Me: Whatever, we'll move on to Jim now.

Jim: Dang it.

Me: Do you believe in any superstitions, if so, which ones?

Jim: Walking under a ladder causes bad luck. That is a proven fact.

Skylar snickers.

Me: Why? What happened?

Skylar: Something amazing.

Jim: It was traumatizing.

Skylar: I found it highly amusing.

Draal: What was it?

Skylar: I'll tell you later.

Strickler: May I know?

Skylar: No.

Me: Why don't I get to know?

Jim: I am not saying anything...

Bular: I wish to know as well.

Me: Do not fret, Bular. We will find the answer soon enough and expose it.

Bular: I agree with that plan.

Me: Yes!

Strickler: Am I the only one that is afraid of their duo?

Jim: ... Not really, no.

Skylar: I have mixed feelings.

Draal: No comment.

Me: Anyway Bular, You have three questions, the quicker you answer them the better.

Bular: No.

Me: Bular.

Bular: I refuse to participate any longer.

I snap my fingers.

Bular is now human.

Bular: What have you done to me!?

Me: Answer the questions and I'll turn you back.

Bular: I'm so... Squishy... And weak...

Me: Bular.

Bular: What are the questions?

Me: Question one; If you were guaranteed to not get caught, who would you kill?

Bular: Jim.

Jim: I said I would try to rehabilitate you!

Strickler: Well atleast-

Bular: Wait, no. Strickler. I would kill Strickler.

Strickler: Nevermind.

Jim: You'd rather him kill me than kill you?!

Skylar: Wow, I wish I could say I was surprised.

Draal: Why? I am not surprised.

Skylar: Figure of speech, Draal.

Draal: Oh.

Me: Second q; What is your biggest pet peeve about the person on your left?

Everyone turns their gaze to me.

Skylar raised a brow.

Me: Oh! That's me! 

Everyone: ...

Me: Oh... That's me...

Bular: Your personality annoys me.

Me: I like you too, man!

Bular: ugh... Just ask the final question so I can go back to normal.

Me: Fine. What's your biggest regret in life?

Bular: ...Not being my own self in order to make my father proud.

Skylar: Talk about baggage.

Strickler: Almost as if-

I snap my fingers and Bular (Now in troll form again) Attacks Strickler.

Me: I give up on my rule... 

Skylar: YEs!!!!!

Skylar joins Bular in beating up Strickler.

Jim: Skylar! Think about what Mom would say!

Draal: I'll go get Scribbles...

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Me: Draal, Skylar. Final question.

Skylar pets Scribbles as she stares at me.

Draal then pulls Skylar into his lap and rests his chin on her head.

Me: Would you break up with your partner for a hundred billion dollars?

Draal: No.

Skylar: What kind of stupid question is that? Obviously not. We were worried over nothing.

Me: Well then, that's the end of todays section! Goodbye my dear readers, have a great morning/afternoon/evening/night! See you again soon!

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Me: ....

Skylar: ...

Me: ...

Skylar: What?

Me: What?

Scribbles launches himself at me.

Me: AHHH-

Skylar: Muahhahahahaha! Yes, Scribbles. Wait...

Scribbles curls up on my belly and falls asleep.

Skylar: Betrayal!

Me: I now cannot move, for the cat has chosen me...

Skylar: Whatever.