Dark Koopa: Wow, we're not cancelled yet.

Pink: I'm amazed.

Dark Koopa: But the board of directors AKA Lemmy told me to start firing people. So... you're fired. You're fired. You're fired. Oh, you are definitely fired. You're fired. You're-

Pink: Grr...

Dark Koopa: Not fired.

Thumbs: Why'd you fire me?!

Dark Koopa: Just leave. Okay, who's left?

Pink: You and me.

Dark Koopa: Great. Today I interview Playful.

Playful: *yawn*

Dark Koopa: *yawn*

Audience: *yawn*

Pink: Wow. That's infectious. *yawn*

Dark Koopa: Okay Playful, what is your role in the Koopa Troop?

Playful: I am the King of Cats.

Dark Koopa: Yse one word to describe yourself.

Playful: Lazy.

Dark Koopa: Why don't you appear in any games?

Playful: Too lazy.

Dark Koopa: The Mario cartoons?

Playful: Too lazy.

Pink: My mind?

Playful: Too lazy.

Dark Koopa: Why don't you ever fight the Marios?

Playful: (you guessed it) Too lazy.

Dark Koopa: Is it true you're responsible for a majority of the Fuzzy population?

Playful: Yep. I lick myself. A lot. *lick* And my coughed-up hairballs create Fuzzies. This "talent" is the reason I became King of Cats.

Dark Koopa: Whose pet are you?

Playful: Wendy's. She wanted a cat instead of a dog as a royal pet.

Dark Koopa: How do you get along with Bagels?

Playful: Well, I basically boss her around. It's quite fun.

Dark Koopa: Do you ever plan on being in a game?

Playful: No.

Dark Koopa: Why?

Everyone: Too lazy.

Dark Koopa: Are you always in a foul mood?

Playful: Not when I have yarn.

Dark Koopa: Well I just so happen to have some yarn right here.

Playful: Give it!

Dark Koopa: Alright.

(Dark Koopa tosses the yarn to Playful. Playful starts purring.)

Dark Koopa: Oh looky, I made the kitty happy. Time for audience questions. Seat 344.

Gastlis: Do you like your owners?

Playful: They don't force me to do anything, so yeah. I guess I like them.

Dark Koopa: Seat 1.

Thumbs: Why did you fire me?

Dark Koopa: You smell.

Thumbs: You smell worse.

Dark Koopa: So?! Fine. You're rehired. Lakitus these days... Seat 19.

Roy: Are you a cat?

Playful: *purr* Don't know. Don't care.

Dark Koopa: I hate morons.

Pink: Aww... Why do you hate yourself?

Dark Koopa: Shut up!

Playful: I hate you all.

Dark Koopa: That's nice. Now give me my yarn.

(Dark Koopa snatches the yarn back.)

Playful: You dare take my yarn?! I'll kill you!

Dark Koopa: No you won't. End transmission.

Playful: Blast! That phrase must be destroyed!