Deep Inside the World of Keglerton

== Act 1: The Death Collective ==
===Chapter 1===
Garfield POV
"What an interesting day today has been," I pondered. "The SHEM is alive once again, and that gives me the inspiration to create a new season. I should start now!".
Making seasons on HHW was really great. It was fun to make timelines, storms and put them all on a document so I could share it with the other users! Doing it all the time was a bit boring, however. I guess I’m just being lazy. Maybe it’s time to do something else.
I decided to view videos of "Cooking with StrawberryMaster", as SM, "the Martha Stewart of HHW", is a great cook. However, I noticed that one of my tabs was blinking - it was the email tab! "Strange, I don’t get many emails these days," I thought, but I decided to take a look and read it. It was an email from the "Bruh Collective". Odd, I don’t remember giving my email to other HHW users. I was concerned but I decided to read the rest of the email first before panicking. It said:
astrohuncho & friends present thebruh collective meetingsm. mh. hype. bob. chap. cooper. farm. roy. lucarius. gied. will. sandy. lucas. sass. caleb. tuba. garf. fcx.
december 15. 2019
An explanation
Members of the Hypothetical Hurricanes Wiki community,
I, astrohuncho, am humbly inviting you to visit my mansion in Chippewa Bay, in the humble (but pricey) state of New York, in the good nation of America. The place is of utmost quality, consisting of 6 bedrooms, 4 bathrooms, 3 kitchens, 3 garages, 2 living rooms, a tennis court, a swimming pool, a press conference room, a movie theater, a washroom, a sauna, and a gym. 
You will be welcomed by our dearest chef, Strawboy, and our butler, Ian D. Fault. All expenses will be paid by the Bruh Collective team.
We hope you enjoyed this letter and that you will visit our mansion. Right?
Right?
Astronomicalunits
"Instant bruh moment" was all I could say. The big HHW meetup was finally happening! I couldn’t miss this opportunity. I contacted Astro about the meeting, and he agreed to bring me a chauffeur in a simple vehicle, to not attract much attention. The next day, after getting some of my stuff and putting them in my luggage, we reached our destination. The mansion was quite big, especially for such a small island this was. 
The mansion was located on top of a hill, with a long path leading to it. After a few minutes of walking, I reached the front door of the mansion. I rang the bell, and the door immediately opened. I entered it and conveniently, the door also immediately closed. On top of some stairs that led to the second floor, I saw a man, apparently Astro.
"Welcome b-b-bruh collective m-member, I am the humble astrohuncho. G-g-arf, was it?" he said, with a smile on his face.
"Yes, that’s right. Are you okay?" I asked, worried about him.
"Y-yes, yes, I just ate many mints from SM’s kimono factory," he replied, embarrassed. "Sit down and I’ll get you the c-cookies blessed by Lord K-Kanye." he said, a little surprised, and left.
I decided to take a look around the mansion, and it seems that Astro was right - pretty much everything listed in the email was there. In the kitchen, I met the chef, Strawboy.
"Strawboy?"
"Ah! Yes, yes, I’m Strawboy, the chef, yes, that’s me," he said, visibly shocked by our encounter. He looked rather young for a chef though. "Ok, I don’t think anyone buys that. It’s SM. Hi, I guess?"
"SM! It’s Garfield!"
"Oh! It’s great to see you here. The others are supposed to arrive soon in a giant yacht. A trusted source told me that MH is footing the bill."
"And who’s that source of yours?"
"Keranique." From the other room, I heard what apparently was a bathtub noise. "Oh my, they’re here! Finally, it looks like the big HHW encounter is about to happen. Let’s welcome them!"
===Chapter 2===
SM POV
The HHW encounter is finally happening. It’s great and all that, but I don’t think I’m prepared for this. I don’t think they know it’s me - or maybe they do - but I would rather keep my real identity a secret here. As Garfield exited the kitchen, I hurriedly shut the doors and locked them, so that none of them could detect me. Feeling relieved, I decided to work on a new recipe that needs to be fun and pleasant. After minutes of thinking, I found out the best recipe I could use: a strawberry fool!
"Yes! This should work" I thought. I do think I have the items to make this, so let’s go! I grabbed my cookbook and went directly to page 28. "Here, a strawberry fool recipe."
Fortunately, I have all the ingredients, though I’ll use vanilla yogurt instead of cream.
A few minutes later…
Ah. Finally. A strawberry fool!
"I suppose that I’ll have to eat all of this by myself. Shame!" I thought. And so it happened: I ate all the four bowls of strawberry fool, and god, it was delicious.
But enough of these odd things. It’s time to clean this all up, and find a recipe later to share with the users. They’re the guests after all. But then…
The phone rang. That’s strange, Astro told me the phone didn’t work? I even remember what he told me...
"So this is the kitchen, SM," Astro told him. "You’ll find the oven there, the fridge there, and anything else you may want, including kitchen utensils in that counter over there."
"I see. By the way, does that phone over there work?" I asked, pointing my finger to a phone in one of the counters.
"That’s an old landline phone we have. It was already here when I bought this gigantic mansion, but I don’t think it works anymore. But it’s good decoration nonetheless" Astro replied.
...hmm, it seems that the phone really doesn’t work. This is really strange, but I’ll pick it up.
"Hello? This is Strawboy speaking."
"This is the butler…"
"Oh, Default?" Default was the mansion’s butler, and like me, had a pseudonym: Ian D. Fault. I’m not sure if he did reveal his identity though.
"Bruh… yes it’s me, but s-something big just happened to Chap"
"What happened?"
"There has been a m-m-mu..."
"...a massive music festival nearby? And he’s participating? Looks like I’ll have fun tonight. I hope it’s him and not Peri."
"...mu..."
"...he has mutated into a three-eyed cow? Well, ok, I guess I can envision that."
"...bruh...it was a murder...kinda...Chap is g-gone and there is b-blood everywhere..."
"...o-oh."
===Chapter 3===
SM POV
"...just kidding lol. Instant bruh moment. Chap is alive, I just wanted you to unlock the kitchen door so I can help you prepare the food for our guests." Default said. I could hear the man laughing in the background. Wow, I was fooled.
"Ah.. now that was a good prank. You scared me for a moment! I thought this phone didn’t work; Astro was probably mistaken. But alright, I’ll let you in" I answered, relieved that Chap was fine but simultaneously outraged.
I unlocked the door. I briefly greeted him before letting him in and locking the door once again.
"Alright Double D, it’s time we find a good recipe to make for the others today. Suggestions?"
"Instant bruh moment. We should prepare...this" he pointed to page 43, section 2 in the cookbook. As I looked at it closely, I realized I was looking at a fine recipe!
"Yeezers!" we said in unison.
"This is the perfect recipe!" I said. "Let’s start preparing this, I’m pretty sure I have all the ingredients we need."
And thus, we made that wonderful recipe. Once it was done, we unlocked the kitchen door and served it to the great users of HHW in the lounge. As I gave them the watermelon popsicles, I recognized some users, but not all.
"What is this garbage?" said one of the users who I did not recognize, visibly displeased. "I’m just going to eat some epstein lasagna I brought from my hometown."
Ah, that was TG. He is no member of the Bruh Collective, but I’m sure he was invited by someone, possibly Astro himself. "These are the finest watermelon popsicles in all of New York. Don’t blame me, I’m just a government worker" I said nonchalantly and moved on.
After I was finished, I returned to the kitchen and decided to clean it up using my trustworthy mob, Debra. Just moments later, I heard some strange screaming from the lounge. "Oh god, is the 2018 fanfic era returning?" I thought, worried.
As I ran to the lounge, I found out that only some users were there and the majority were somewhere else. Astro was giving away free copies of the HHW mixtape while some users appeared drunk. Odd.
"Pythagoras was wack..." said one user, who was taller than pretty much anyone in the room, before faceplanting the floor. By the looks of it, that was MH. 
"Maybe I shouldn’t have used vodka instead of water for MH’s popsicle…" quietly whispered Default to me, but I was too shocked to reply.
Astro saw that great opportunity as a way to get rid of all those disquettes and threw all of them on MH. "China..." he murmured as Astro turned off the lights and everyone left the room.
===Chapter 4===
SM POV
At that point, I was really disappointed with the things going on. Default had managed to get users drunk and ruin the pleasant experience I was hoping the users would have. I decided it was time to leave the mansion and the Bruh Collective altogether.
I texted a friend of mine, who said she would be there soon in a yacht. I entered the kitchen and grabbed my fine bag, and exited the mansion. As I was going down the path, I saw the yacht and my contact in it. Things would soon be fine! But then I heard someone behind me.
"SM… don’t…" I looked behind me and saw it was Default. "Bruh...it was an accident...don’t leave."
"It’s too late for this, Default." To avoid further conversation, I quickly descended the path and saw the boat. Default was also running after me. Finally, I hopped on the yacht and saw Default standing in front of us.
"Bruh... don’t leave me behind..."
"Bye bye, Double D!" I said with a smile, as the yacht sped away. Default and the mansion disappeared in that slight night fog.
"Thank you, Lois Lerner. I really needed to go back home."
Garfield POV
This mansion was really huge. I was with some other users taking a look at the rooms as Astro introduced us to them.
"And this is a special room, fellow travelers. This is the press conference room." The room was an identical copy of the White House Press Room for some reason. "As you can see, some journalists are here to interview me. Please step aside and let me answer their questions." He then pointed to one of the journalists, who was holding a tuba. I suppose that is Tuba, the user. "You! Question."
"Oh sorry… uhh, where is the bathroom?"
"It’s upstairs, to the right of the library." Tuba then left the room. As Astro was going to point to another journalist, the butler, Ian, suddenly burst through the door.
"Hey! That door cost me $350."
"Bruh...it’s S-"
"Ah, the noble Strawboy, our chef. What happened to him?"
"...he’s gone."
===Chapter 5===
Garfield POV
"I’m sure things will be fine…?" said Astro in a strange tone.
"Not anymore. Everyone, I have an important announcement: the B-B-Bruh Collective Meeting is officially over. Go home now."
At this point we were all shocked. This was just so confusing… Astro left the room in a hurry and went upstairs.
"Yeah, I’m Default and Strawboy is SM...and this was all a sham so Astro could fool you into buying his mixtape. Let’s go home now."
And with that being said, we were now headed home. But home was too far from here, and we were going in a ferry down the St. Lawrence River until the closest city. Some HHW users were in another ferry. Besides me, there was Default, Bob, Hype, Chap, and TG, who despite not being invited still showed up.
TG was listening to something on his phone, while Chap was talking to himself about a mixtape he created with Astro. Bruh. Default was isolated in a corner of the boat, sleeping. Bob and Hype were talking about their seasons.
"Thoughts?" said Hype, showing Bob a track from his Alaskan season. "It looks good, right?"
"It looks pretty good," said Bob, who was visibly uninterested but still had to suffer. Sad.
And I am here, wondering what happened. What caused us to leave in just a day? Why did Astro not tell us anything? And why did SM leave…?
"Garfegg it’s terrible. There’s a new Pokémon game that has just been released." said Hype, who finally left Bob alone.
"There is? What’s it called?"
"It’s called ‘Pokemon Go get my damn soda’, because I’m thirsty and if I don’t get my soda I’ll get XANA to possess me GAH IM SO MAD-"
"Bruh" the remaining users in the boat said together, causing Hype to be embarrassed.
SM POV
"Thank you all for everything, Lois. I owe you one!" She then hung up the phone.
At this point I was back in my fine house. No sign of Gregory, but at least I still had Gloria the fishbot and Stephen the oven with me. But then the phone rang again. I answered it, and it was Keranique, my good friend.
"SM! This is Keranique."
"Keranique! I missed you."
"Same here! But what I'm about to tell you is important. Have you seen the news? They're about him." Wait...
"Him? It can't be..."
??? POV
"...and that’s why, ladies and gentlemen, I am running for Senator, because Arkansans need something pragmatic, simple, and sexy. And I am all ears." The audience cheers loudly. The man, who was running for Senator of Arkansas, had just finished his speech. He es the podium and enters the backstage of that auditorium he was in.
"It’s time to get revenge on Chao, Keranique and those nasty users… they’ll never know what hit ’em..."
"...but they’ll know it came from Gary Hasselhoff."
===Chapter 6===
Narrator POV
"Hi! I’m here to get revenge on you." said a middle-aged man to another one. He was in a corridor; the other one was inside a room.
"That’s great Hasselhoff, now get inside and please leave your gift on the table," said the other man. He was StrawberryMaster!
The other man, Gary Hasselhoff, decided to greet the other guests in what was an apartment. "Hi there, Keranique! You too, HHC! Love you as always, Lois."
SM then closed the door and decided that it was time, as enough people were there. "Alright, thank you all for coming to this special banquet. You’ve been wonderful friends to me over the years, and I have lots of respect for all of you."
"Keranique, for being such a great season maker and fake- ahem, wife,"
"Akio, for driving better than I do,"
"Jd and Baron, for being fantastic cookie children,"
"Bob, for being the ultimate weather expert,"
"Garfield, for being the best gamer ever and a fine season maker,"
"Hype, for helping the wiki while asking for thoughts,"
"MH, for being rich and helping with HHW+,"
"Chap, Brick, Farm, Gary, Derp, and all former admins, for doing such a valuable service,"
"Gied, Lucarius, Sandy, Sass, THG, and all other current and former administration members for not being hags,"
"Astro, for making the Bruh Collective real,"
"Default, for being a great sidekick",
"Gregory, for being a fantastic roommate and friend,"
"Dane, for loving snow,"
"Braxton, for being a character that only briefly showed up and got no attention ever."
"MysteryHunter, for being mysterious once again under the username ‘Forklift48’, and also for not getting any attention,"
"The narrator of this story, for doing his job,"
"You, the reader of this story, for sticking with it for so long,"
"And everyone else that tried to convince me to put them into the story for having determination. Let’s celebrate!"
"Cheers" said the people in the room in unison.
SM then looks at a camera conveniently placed in front of him. "This story is unfortunately coming to an end, but I am extremely grateful that it’s over. The Keglerton series needs some time to relax and avoid further toxicity. However, it may be back someday. Or not. I don’t know. But thank you for reading, and thanks for watching this special episode of ‘Cooking with StrawberryMaster’. Toodle-oo!"
== Act 2: The Second Death Collective ==
===Chapter 1===
It was a calm Monday in a small Staten Island home. In it, there was Hing Hong Chao, aka HHC, and AGirlCalledKeranique, aka Keranique. They were two best friends and were inseparable; not even fate could separate these two powerful, strong women.
One day, they received a letter from someone asking them to summon all their friends from the Hypothetical Hurricanes Wiki, a community full of spinny cloud lovers, to start a quest. And so it happened: she invited the most powerful HHW warriors to fulfill the quest, sent to her by the lord of all strawberries, StrawberryMaster.
The quest? "Bring me some souvenirs from Two Egg, Florida. Asking for a friend (though I want to see them as well)." 
With that, they and other HHW users, including HypotheticalHurricane, FM Cube, Hypercane, MasterGarf, and many many others went to visit the town of Two Egg. They had to travel from Raleigh, their initial meetup location, to Two Egg. However, they would’ve to do it on foot.
A few weeks later…
"In just a few hours or days we’ll reach Atlanta.." said HHC, visibly tired by the experience. Keranique was also tired, but still in good shape.
The other users, however, were completely exhausted and some had gone insane.
"Why? Why? This trip sucks. I can’t make my TRACKS anymore and that is TOTAL BULL, ok?" said an annoyed Hype. "I want to go back HOME, otherwise I’m calling the COPS and sending you all HAGS to JAIL-"
Before he could finish his sentence, Keranique slapped his face with a fishbot. "Don’t."
HHC, however, was really bored. Thus, she sat down for a bit, looked at the sky, closed her eyes, and prayed. "SM, gah, please do something about Hype and these annoying users. I want to get the souvenirs so bad but I’m just a damsel in distress."
She waited a minute or two before opening her eyes and seeing what Keranique and the others were doing. However, she heard a loud horn noise coming from what looked like a tractor? It was heading in someone’s direction… and by the looks of it, it was a frog. Odd, as no frogs were in that area.
"Hey? What’s going on? Who transformed me into a frog? Ugh, why does nobody have to suffer like me?" screamed the frog. At this point, HHC realized that the frog was actually Hypercane!
"OMG. Lol. It’s a frog!" was all she could say. She was shocked, and couldn’t look away when the tractor ran through Hype. She ran to see if everything was ok. Hype the frog was rather squished, but ok.
"Keranique! Quick, let’s go before he gets angrier. I don’t like talking to frogs."
And so, the group abandoned Hype the frog in a Georgia farmland and headed to Atlanta. Hype, however, would have to stay in that place for a while before whatever effects the "spell" cast on him by Lord SM would go away.
===Chapter 2===
After the events of the last episode, Keranique, HHC, and the remaining HHW users finally arrived in Atlanta. Or well, just Keranique and HHC did, as their short temper resulted in all remaining members of their group being turned into frogs. Due to a shortage of tractors, however, they did not suffer the same fate as Hype. The remaining two members of the entourage eventually managed to arrive in Two Egg, Florida. They met SM in a cozy hotel room.
"Keranique! Chao! Wow, that took a while."
Silence engulfed the room for what seemed to be minutes. Keranique was sleeping on the hotel bed, while HHC was trying to recall what happened in the past weeks.
"So… what happened to the rest?" said SM, still confused.
"Uh, there was Hype. I think he’s dead?
"Nah, he’s fine. Presuming he ever got out of the Northern Georgia farmlands… but that’s alright."
"Sass?"
"No idea. The man disappeared."
"Bob?"
"Left us to find L1G, which is only a figment of his imagination and doesn’t exist."
"What if L1G is actually male?"
"Maybe, though we’re still waiting for the birth certificate."
At that point, SM started asking HHC what happened to the many other HHW users that were in their group. Some, like Cube, went back home. Others simply disappeared, and some others were turned into frogs by SM.
"...and like, he was just talking about this random Halo character for like two hours already, and he couldn’t stop, so I sat down and said ‘God, please eliminate this man from my group’, and then you turned him into a frog. Thank you, really" said HHC, who was still talking about that situation.
"Well, he always talked about ‘hunters’ but I just had no idea what he meant by that, so I just made him a frog, and that worked."
"Anyway, here are your souvenirs."
HHC then gave SM a didgeridoo, which she found in a dumpster behind a local bar.
"Well, I can use this. Thanks!"
"No problem!"
"So… what do we do now?"
"I don’t know, I haven’t read the script."
They then take a look at the script.
[DEEP INSIDE THE WORLD OF KEGLERTON - ACT 2 - SCHEDULE]
* CHAPTER 1_
** SM sends letter to HHC
** HHC and Keranique re-introduced to the reader
** HHW users form a group
** Gang leaves Raleigh
** Hype annoys gang and HHC
** HHC prays to the gods
** Hype transformed into a frog
** Gary runs over Hype with a tractor
** Gang escapes
* CHAPTER 2_
** Gang reaches Atlanta
** Gang quits the journey
** HHC and Keranique go onward
** The girls reach Two Egg
** SM receives a didgeridoo
** Voice call with MysteryHunter
* CHAPTER 3_
** After a long time, Hype "dies"
** U.S. Department of Justice takes over HHW
** SM, HHC, and Keranique move to Brazil
* END_
"Well… I guess we can do that?"
"Yeah… we can."
And so it happened.
Sometime later, in a quiet Brazilian suburb…
"SM! There’s a letter for you" said Keranique, who was dressed as a hot dog.
"A letter! Ooh." SM then opened the letter, and to his shock, it was from someone he hadn’t seen in a long while.
"Hello there, Felipe. It’s me, D. I am here inviting you to a food festival which will be held in the city of Truth and Consequences, New Mexico, by no one other than me. Hope you’ll be there.
-D"
"Who is this D man?"
"It’s… Default."
THE END...?
== Act 3: Technoblade Killed The HHW Star ==
===Chapter 1===
SM POV
"Welcome to Women, our new cooking show.... with uh, no women. Sorry, we couldn't find any... but as a chef I am glad to start preparing recipes! The first recipe of today is a strawberry fool," you say, as you prepare a dish. You're not sure if it's going to work out or not, but you have to try.
"And to help me, I've invited my Lithuanian friend, Gied!" you say enthusiastically.
"Uh, no thanks," says Gied. "I'm not really into cooking."
"Oh, come on! You like it! We all do!" you exclaim.
"No, I don't," he says, as he takes a seat at the table.
"Everyone stay focused! The second recipe is... uh... how shall I put this... eggplant sushi," you say, making a dish.
"What the hell is that?" asks Gied.
"Eggplant sushi?" you reply. "What else could it be? Pink soup? Ok, that wouldn't be a bad option," you say. "Let's try it out!"
You throw the contents of the pot at Gied, who predictably gets a face full of soup.
"Ack! Shit! Get that off me!"
"Gied! This is a family-friendly show, no profanity. I don't want to lose the merchandising- ahaha, amazing viewers in this program!" you reply.
"Ugh! Fucking hell! Shit!" Gied complains as he cleans off the soup.
You throw another roll at Gied, which he ducks to avoid. "Ahem- alright. To prepare this eggplant sushi, you must first peel the skin of the eggplant, slice it into small pieces, and then steep it in some kind of seasoned sauce for several hours. After which, you drain off the liquid, and prepare the sushi. The final product should be lightly flavored, but still filling," you say, as you prepare the eggplant.
"What's with the new obsession with eggplant?" Gied asks. "I think I'm starting to like eggplants. Hmm, eggplant. I love eggplants. I'll put one as my avatar... and give one to Technoblade."
"Techno-what?" you ask.
"Nevermind."
You take a bite of the eggplant sushi, and let's just say it's not your thing.
"This is, uh, terrific! I loved it Gied," you say, even though you're disgusted inside.
"You know what? I'll try some more of these eggplant things when you're done," Gied says. "I'm curious about them. You're the cooking expert. Um, while you're doing that, I'm going to go play Bedwars."
"Bedwars?" you ask. "Gied, this is no time to play Minecraft! People are watching! Don't be a loser!" Gied doesn't listen to you. You sigh and finish preparing the eggplant sushi.
"Well everyone, we had a bit of confusion today, but things are fine and well," you say, before looking at Gied in the other side of the room.
"Gied, come on! Stop being such a dum-dum and get your ass back here!" you shout.
"Fine," Gied says.
"Technoblade would be a better chef than you, you know. He once had a cooking show like I did! But all you do is get obsessed with Technoblade, Lucarius, anime, and being sweaty. Eww." you say.
"How dare you insult me and my sweat glands! I have excellent reasoning skills!" Gied shouts.
"My apologies," you say.
"Apologies not accepted!" Gied shouts, and smashes his fist on the table. "Leave me alone!"
"You just broke my table! My god damn table! That thing cost me a lot of money!" you say.
"You have no appreciation for fine craftsmanship."
"Are you fucking kidding me? I appreciate fine craftsmanship more than anything!
"You're horrible at Minecraft PvP! Unlike Dave..."
"Who the fuck is Dave!"
"Technoblade!"
"Fuck Technoblade!"
"You have no appreciation for the fine arts!"
"What the fuck?"
"You're an idiot, I hate you," Gied says, and then leaves the kitchen.
"Uh, we had a bit of a problem here, but we'll be back tomorrow at 9 on the HHW channel! Toodle-oo everyone, and I hope you all have a beautiful day."
And so it goes.
===Chapter 2===
SM POV
"Hype, you saw what happened earlier today with Gied. I was deeply offended by his behavior and, while I also went too far, and I apologize for it, I simply cannot continue with him on the show," you say to your boss, Hype.
"SM, you and Gied went too far today," he replies. "We're all worried that it'll end in a punch-up and your fame will end before it begins. I know Gied isn't the best at taking criticism, but he's not someone you want to anger. He's not just some punch-happy fat kid you can push around."
"I know all this, but I just can't work with him any longer. The guy's a drama queen. He's like an annoying three-year-old. I mean, can you imagine working with a child who kept pestering you all day? You know you'd eventually get fed up and punch them in the face. That's basically what he is to me."
"Alright, alright, I get it. And you know I understand, but I just... I don't want this show to fall apart because of this. We're all working together to make it the success that it can be. I mean, I've seen what you've done with Gied. You made him a brand, and he's still selling out arenas.
You should apologize to him. I mean, maybe he's just mad because he sees you as a better entertainer than he is. If that's the case, you should try to make an effort to make friends with him, you know?"
"Maybe you're right. I'll try to work on him. Thanks boss."
The next day, you approach Gied who is reading a graphic novel.
"Hey Gied, I... Apologies."
"What for?" Gied asks without looking up.
"Well... You know. For the other day."
"Oh, right. The other day."
"I mean, I don't really remember what I said. I was feeling frustrated and just sort of lashed out."
"It's fine. It happens."
"No it doesn't. People don't just walk away from me, they usually get hit."
Gied puts down his graphic novel and stares at you.
"You hit me."
"Well, you deserved it."
"Aaaaand cut! Great job everyone! We've finally finished production on Deep Inside the World of Keglerton", says Keranique, the director, on the other side of the room. "Perfect timing too, as it's time for me to leave."
Keranique walks towards the door with a bag over her shoulder.
"Well, I guess it's finally over."
"Yep. For all of us. Well, I suppose I'll see you around, Gied. Next time a casting calls, I'll be the one looking for you. Maybe you can be in a movie with me."
"Sure thing, boss. You too. See you later, Gied. And thanks for taking the time to talk to Gied, I really appreciate it."
"I still think we’re missing something here, though."
"What do you mean?"
Truth or Consequences, New Mexico
"So, uh, is anyone coming Default?"
"Don’t think so, Hasselhoff. They abandoned us. At least we can eat all of this food!"
"Hmm…. I love concoctions like these."
"Right. Let’s get eating now."
THE END
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