*Above is a (short) recording of the voices of Fuzzy, Crab, and Jr. Corn Popo

A theater in Oddland City appears on the screen. There is a sign over it that says "Fuzzy the Stand-Up Comedian: Showing NOW!! (so come and watch him) (right now)". Cheering is heard from inside the building.

The inside of the building is seen, where there is a large crowd looking at a stage. A brown dog in a purple shirt comes on the stage. The cheering gets louder, then gradually dies down.

FUZZY: Hey, what's up folks, my name is Fuzzy! One of the questions I get asked a lot is what do I do in my free time? I happen to do a lot of things.

He grabs a bandana that is laying on the stage and ties it around himself.

Sometimes I like to be a gangster.

He takes the bandana and his shirt off.

Sometimes I am just a cute dog. But I really like this shirt, so not usually.

He puts the shirt back on. RANDOM STRANGER (the gray dog from 1.1) rolls a giant slingshot onto the stage. FUZZY walks over to it and pushes himself into it.

Sometimes I am ammunition for a slingshaaAAAAAAAAAAH!

He shoots across the stage and hits the wall. The audience gasps, then laughs when they see that he isn't hurt. He gets up, dazed.

ugh... that wasn't supposed to happen... but anyway, even with all these things I like to do, most of the time I am a stand up superstar comedian! But the comedy comes on accident. Alright, enough about me, today I would like to introduce you to my good friend, Crab! Crab? CRAB!

CRAB (WHO IS ACTUALLY A LOBSTER) runs onto the stage.

CRAB: Sorry, I was busy doing my hair!

FUZZY: Uh... What hair?

CRAB: Eg-zactly!

The crowd laughs.

FUZZY: Okay... well, Crab why don't you introduce yourself?

CRAB: Oh yeah.

He turns to the crowd.

Hi guys! My name is Crab and I'm crabby! Even though I'm a... lobster.

FUZZY: Okay Crab, tell us a little more about yourself.

CRAB: I'm crabby!

FUZZY: Yes Crab, we've already established that. Is there anything else?

CRAB: I'm crabby!

FUZZY: Uh, I said we've established that. Why don't you tell us something deep and personal?

CRAB: I've got black eyes!

FUZZY: Uh, that's cool, I have black eyes too... and how is that deep and personal?

CRAB: It's not, I just felt like sharing it with everybody.

FUZZY: Okay... well since you're refusing to tell us anything personal, I think it's time to introduce our next guest. Good day, get off the stage, get off the stage!

CRAB leaves.

FUZZY: Okay, I have one more friend of mine to introduce you, someone so cute, I almost died because of her cuteness! But it's not like she's a dog or anything. Here she is folks! The amazing, spectacular, Jr. Corn Popo!

A small, yellow duck with a high-pitched, squeaky voice runs on stage and waves.

JR. CORN POPO: Hi everybody!

CRAB peeks his head onto the stage.

CRAB: Hey, I'm amazing and spectacular too!

FUZZY: Go away, Crab!

CRAB: It's because of my black eyes. See? Black eyes!

FUZZY: Go away!

CRAB: FINE!

He leaves.

FUZZY: Alright Jr. Corn Popo, tell us something about yourself. I know you're cute and you have black eyes.

CRAB once again peeks onto the stage.

CRAB: But not like these black eyes!

FUZZY: CRAB! STAY OFF THE STAGE!

CRAB: OKAY!

He leaves again.

FUZZY: Anyway, Jr. Corn Popo?

JR. CORN POPO: Well, some day, I'm going to have a puppy!

FUZZY: Ooh, I remember when I was one of those.

JR. CORN POPO: Can I take you home?

FUZZY: No. Thank you for being more cooperative than Crab, though. Now just tell us one more thing, something that will make the whole audience laugh hysterically because of your cuteness!

JR. CORN POPO: Uh... I tooted!

The crowd laughs.

FUZZY: Eeww! Get off the stage!

JR. CORN POPO: Why?

FUZZY: Because you tooted! And because it's time for me to do the special section of the show.

JR. CORN POPO begins to leave.

JR. CORN POPO: So long, guys, you haven't seen the last of me!

FUZZY: Okay, now it's time for the special section of my show...

RANDOM STRANGER pushes a fancy-looking chair onto the stage. FUZZY hops on it.

...the Hot Seat! Why is it called that, it's not even hot!

CRAB peeks onstage again.

CRAB: Well it was your idea!

FUZZY: Did I ask you, Crab? NO! GO AWAY!

CRAB: Maybe I want to be on the Hot Seat!

FUZZY: Someone get him off the stage!

RANDOM STRANGER pushes CRAB backstage.

Okay, while I am on the Hot Seat, I will take any questions from the audience. If you've got 'em, I'll take 'em! I'LL TAKE 'EM ALL!!!!!

Some people in the audience laugh, while others make uneasy noises.

Sorry.

Everyone in the crowd laughs.

Any questions? Any at all? Yes, you!

CROWD DUDE: Uh, what was--

JR. CORN POPO runs in, interrupting him.

JR. CORN POPO: Can I take you home now?

FUZZY: Uh... nope! Get off the stage! You're not supposed to ask the questions!

JR. CORN POPO dances off the stage.

JR. CORN POPO: I said they hadn't seen the last of meeeeeee!

FUZZY starts to say something, but JR. CORN POPO peeks back in.

eee!

She finally leaves.

FUZZY: Sorry about that, what was your question?

DUDE: What was your--

JR. CORN POPO speaks up, hanging upside-down from the rafters of the stage.

JR. CORN POPO: Do you like the smell of freshly mowed grass?

FUZZY: Uh, sorry, continue?

DUDE: What was your lifetime--

He grunts as JR. CORN POPO climbs on his head. She is now wearing black socks, and she dangles them in front of his face.

JR. CORN POPO: Are black socks cool or what?

DUDE angrily throws her onto the stage. She lands behind the Hot Seat.

ow!

FUZZY: You were, uh, saying...

DUDE: What was--

JR. CORN POPO peeks out from behind the Hot Seat.

Jr. Corn Popo: Are rainbows a fruit, or a vegetable?

By now, the entire audience (except for DUDE) is laughing hysterically.

FUZZY: Sorry, this was not at all planned!

He begins pushing JR. CORN POPO off the stage.

Get. off. the. stage!

After she is off the stage, he gets back on the Hot Seat.

Ask away...

DUDE: What--

JR. CORN POPO runs in from the opposite side of the stage.

JR. CORN POPO: Corn Yiy had a heart attack this morning and died! It was on the newspaper!

The audience gasps. CORN YIY, who is sitting in the audience eating a pizza, looks up in surprise.

FUZZY: THAT'S NOT EVEN A QUESTION!! AND YOU'RE MAKING THAT UP, CAUSE I CAN SEE HIM IN THE AUDIENCE!!

JR. CORN POPO: Oh.

FUZZY: PLUS, WE DON'T EVEN HAVE NEWSPAPERS!!!

JR. CORN POPO: Oh yeah.

FUZZY: So, you just get off the stage so we can try this ONE MORE TIME!!

JR. CORN POPO: Okay, but you still haven't seen the last of me!

She leaves. FUZZY sighs in frustration.

DUDE: WHAT WAS YOUR LIFETIME AMBITION AT--

CRAB suddenly bursts onstage.

CRAB: Hey Fuzzy!!--

FUZZY: AAAAAGH! OKAY, I'M OUT OF TIME! BYE!!

He walks offstage. The camera follows him backstage. He falls to the floor with a dramatic groan. The view cuts back to CRAB, who is still onstage and looks very confused.

CRAB: What did I do???