INT: CHIHUAHUA TOWERS-GAME SHOW STUDIO

In the vast studio is a stage surrounded by a large semi-circle of seats filled with screaming fangirls. The lights were focused on the stage. On the stage was a semi-circle red couch filled, from left to right: LIGHT, MISA, L, NEAR, MELLO, and MATT. From the audience's left, CHIHUAHUA ZERO enters with a microphone. He is a humanoid robot with prism limbs and torso, with chrome tan paint on the limbs and a red torso. His head displayed a green and black face with a happy expression.

CHIHUAHUA:

Hello, everyone! I am your host, Chihuahua0, and this is the Chihuahua0 Death Note Show!

Hundreds of fangirls shrieked from the audience, excited to be there again.

CHIHUAHUA:

As you can see, I adapted a new format. Recently, I brought a copy of a script of Star Wars. Really! There was a vendor selling all of these scripts for only twenty dollars. It was either Blade Runner or Star Wars, but Mom didn't want me getting the former. Also, it been awhile. Hopefully, I'll be doing this for awhile. Now, for our guests!

The spotlights focused on the reluctant guests.

CHIHUAHUA:

Unfortunately, I hadn't received any more reviews, so I'll use some of my own. However, I won't be using any of the ones I promised to use from last chapter, since it's late at night and I'm lazy. Now, hit it, Chihuahua in Glasses!

From the audience's left (I forgot which way's stage left) CHIWIG walked in stage, with a tiny piece of paper in his paw. He wore glasses too big for him.

CHIWIG:

Now, here are a brief list of dares from Chihuahua0. The list is as follows:

Light and L: Put on the handcuff and attempt to climb a fifthteen feet tall rock climbing wall with no safety equipment. Oh, and fangirls chosen from a drawing will be throwing Tootsie Pops at you.

Misa: Dress in a sexy outfit and do a photo-shoot with a celebrity of my choosing.

Near: Make out with Naomi in the middle of Times Square. There won't be fangirls.

Nothing sick, fortunately.

Chihuahua pulls a pair of handcuffs from out of nowhere.

CHIHUAHUA:

Now, Light and L, here are some handcuffs. They are made from enforced steel, and only I have the key. Now, here is the Mountain of Doom!

From the audience's left, a fifteen feet tall rock wall appears from the ground. It has a brown wall and black holdings. There is a rail at the top with four screaming fangirls with buckets on top.

LIGHT:

(Whining) Do we have to do it?

L:

Well, I'm doing it.

Apparently attracted by the Tootsie Pops the fangirls throw (which was in purpose), L drags Light to the rock wall and grabs on of the holdings.

L:

I suggest that you should start climbing now, Light. Go to the left of me,

LIGHT:

(Grumbling) Fine.

As they climb up the wall they alternated between left and right, slowing clawing up. All the while, the fangirls throw Tootsie Pops. However, they are a bad aim.

MISA:

Go Light!

Two-thirds of the way up, vertigo begin to set in. Light and L are a little wobbling. Tootsie Pops hit them, bonking their helmet-less heads. Without thinking, L reaches for a Tootsie Pop.

L:

I'll have this one.

FANGIRL:

Eek! He got mine!

Just when the fangirl fainted, L lose grip and fall to the length of the chain of the handcuffs. Light struggles to keep hold of the wall with only one hand.

LIGHT:

You are heavy. All I have to do is to pull you-

Right then, Light lose grip and both of them fell to the ground. On the moment of impact, varying screams fill the room.

CHIHUAHUA:

Don't worry, everyone! I just have to use my Chihuahua Powers!

With a flash, Light and L are back in their seat, without the handcuff. They are rubbing their wrists vigorously. Misa attempts to comfort Light, but he scoots away from her.

CHIHUAHUA:

Now Misa, I will send you to a photo shoot. Light wants you to do this.

Light rolls his eyes.

MISA:

Yay! I wonder who it will be?

INT: PHOTO SHOOT

Misa is whisked away to a room across town, where there are cameras displaying what's happening on the screen. It is a medium-sized room with lots of lights and a Teddy Bear photographer. Misa looks round and is shocked to find:

MILEY CYRUS:

Hello.

Miley was in a sexy minx dress showing her slightly tanned smooth black. Misa was dressed in long red dress with a bare back, separate sleeves, and panty hoses with high-heels. A screen popped up with Chihuahua on the screen.

CHIHUAHUA:

It was either Justin Bieber or her, and-

MISA:

(Angry) Miley Cyrus? I hate her!

CHIHUAHUA:

(Lying) Well I didn't know that. What's your grudge?

MISA:

You don't want to-

CHIHUAHUA:

(Fastly) They had a catfight on 42nd Street.

MISA:

You!

Miley then pulled Misa close to her and hug her while facing the camera.

MILEY:

Smile! I am being paid millions for no questions asked!

Obviously, Misa doesn't smile for the next fifteen pictures. All of them involved Miley touching Misa in suggestive ways, posing sexily all the awhile. Misa has an expression of embarrassment, disgust, and wanting to write Miley's name in the Death Note later.

MILEY:

For our last picture, we are suppose to kiss.

MISA:

What!

Miley Cyrus draws her lips closed to Misa's open mouth.

MILEY:

Like I said: No questions asked.

Thinking fastely, Misa kicks Misa in the mouth with her bare foot (because she can), while doing a karate scream. (Ee-yaa!) The photo was worthy of the front cover of People.

INT: CHIHUAHUA TOWERS-GAME SHOW STUDIO

Misa was then transported back to the studio, back in your normal clothes.

MISA:

(Furious) I hate you! I hate you to-

CHIHUAHUA:

Remember, your Death Note is gone.

Misa pouts. She is cute when she is angry.

CHIHUAHUA:

Now last but not least. Near, you now have to make out with Naomi in Times Square.

Near looks up from his toy robot.

NEAR:

Who's Naomi?

CHIHUAHUA:

Err, Naomi Misora is one of the victims of Kira. Her husband died earlier and she wears a biker outfit and has this big butt.

EVERYONE ELSE:

Mello is gleefully chewing on his chocolate bar with a creepy smile. Apparently, the "biker outfit" phrase turns him on.

MELLO:

This should be interesting. More interesting than my own pairing with Halle, since Near is someone sickos would die for.

EXT: NEW YORK-TIMES SQUARE-SUNSET

Near is whisk away to the middle of Times Square. The streets are crowded with people and cars. Nearby is a billboard advertising casting for the next Death Note movie in America. Naomi walks to Near, swaying. She is wearing her biker outfit with her helmet by her side.

NAOMI:

Are you Near?

NEAR:

(Blushing) Err…yes.

NAOMI:

I been waiting for you. Come here and kiss me.

Near acts shyly as he is drawn closer to Naomi. She strokes his pale cheek and his messy straight snow white hair. Then without warning, Naomi starts to make out with Near, while violin music plays in the background. Passerbyers are disgusted. After a minute of passiontive kissing, they draw apart.

NAOMI:

What do you think of my French kiss?

NEAR:

What about your husband?

Naomi then slaps Near and he disappears.

INT: CHIHUAHUA TOWERS-GAME SHOW STUDIO

Near reappears on the couch.

CHIHUAHUA:

What do you think of Naomi's lips and butt-

GUESTS:

What's with you and her butt!

CHIHUAHUA:

I don't know. It's just, big. That's all for today! Good bye!

NEAR:

It was awkward.


I do not own Toostie Pops or Miley Cyrus. Nor Death Note. Really, there is going to be another Death Note movie for America. I hope that they don't slaughter it like they did for Percy Jackson. Keep Naomi, keep Naomi, keep Naomi...