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Date Posted: 18:53:15 11/28/11 Mon
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Basil’s Stupendous Talkshow (A NABP Minisode)
The auditorium lay in complete darkness, and aside from a few whispers of “Gerroff, blighters! This is my seat!” and “Ooh, you’m villyuns be sttepping on moi tail!”, there was a hushed, tense silence.
Everybeast was waiting for the show to begin.
With a sudden clattering of drums, bright lights began to flash around the room, creating dizzying, colorful patterns on the walls, the audience, and the stage.
Everybeast began to applaud and cheer as a catchy harolina tune began to play.
Basil Stag Hare strolled on to the stage to a standing ovation. He grinned and walked over to one of three comfortable-looking armchairs on the stage. The hare wore a blue suit with many red polka-dots over a shirt and matching tie, and his long ears stuck out cheekily from the sides of a tricorne hat.
“Welcome, welcome,” said Basil as the applause dwindled and the audience returned to their seats. “Welcome to Basil’s Stupendous Talkshow!”
There was another round of applause, along with some foot-stamping and whistling.
“Tonight we have a pair of warriors fight the rumors concernin’ their unresolved ‘Are They, or Aren’t They?’ status! Will they be able to convince you shipping rotters to leave them be? Or will they finally profess their undying, star-crossed love to one another on this very esteemable show? Well, let’s get to it—this show’s only a minisode, wot!”
A spotlight moved over to the opposite side of the stage from Basil.
“Ladies and Gennelbeasts! May I introduce… Mariel and Dandin!”
The two warrior mice walked onstage into the light, squinting at the brightness, but smiling at the loud applause they were receiving. Basil stood up and warmly shook their paws, then directed each of them to the armchairs. Once everybeast was settled and quieted, Basil began to speak.
“Well, it’s good to see y’both, Mariel ‘n’ Dandin. Would y’mind tellin’ everybeast why you’re here?”
“Well, Basil,” said Mariel, smoothing part of her tunic, “Dandin and I have been plagued by disturbing rumors for quite some time now. We talked it over, and decided it was best to settle things publicly, on your show.”
“Thank you for your vote of confidence in me,” said Basil, “But what are these rumors that are plaguing you, pray tell?”
Everybeast in the room looked at Mariel and Dandin. Uncomfortable with the staring, Mariel ended up stumbling through her response.
“Well, you see,” said Mariel, glancing over at Dandin. “A good deal of fans—as well as actual characters—seem to be under the impression… Under the impression that… That Dandin and I are in some sort of romantic relationship!” The last part burst out rather forcefully, and Mariel blushed a deep red color.
Many of the audience tittered, and a few of the more raucous foebeasts hooted. Somebeast wolf-whistled near the front of the stage. Dandin shot him a glare that could freeze fire, but was quite shocked to find that the whistler was none other than Abbot Saxtus, mischievously grinning at his friends.
“Settle down, settle down,” Basil told the audience. “Now then, you two, what would you like to do about these, ah, rumors?”
“Well, we’d like them to stop, for starters,” said Dandin, scowling at Saxtus. “I think that an implication of something so highly personal should be none of anybeast else’s business to gossip about.”
When Basil raised an eyebrow at this, Mariel hurriedly added, “What Dandin means to say is that we’re really good friends and we’d like to keep the number of awkward conversations like these to a minimum, and we’d really prefer that the rumors stop before we’re forced to take drastic actions.” To emphasize this point, she placed her Gullwhacker on her lap and gave a meaningful look at the audience.
Basil coughed to alleviate some of the tension. “Well, I think y’two have made your point, so we’ll try to keep that gull—I mean, goal, in mind from now on. Thanks for your time on the talk show, and off you go now, but feel free to come back if y’ever want to!”
The harolina theme played again as Mariel and Dandin waved goodbye and began to walk off the stage. The audience politely applauded, for the most part, but a few fan-made characters in the crowd still wolf-whistled, nearly causing Mariel to turn on them right then and there. Luckily, Dandin managed to drag her offstage before this could happen, and the endangered characters were safe.
For now.
Basil stood up and said, “That’s the show, folks! I told you it wouldn’t be long, wot! Good night, everyone—I’ll see you back here next time… On Basil’s Stupendous Talkshow!”
The harolina and drums blared out again and the lights began to flash and spin. The audience stood up to leave, applaud, or get rid of the vertigo caused by the lights. Basil gave a final bow and walked offstage.
After all, there was another show to be planned.
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