The figure stepped in and it was another Carson Daly. The only difference was, this one was not purple. Brian stepped back and whispered into Skye's ear, "It's Viser Three." Skye answered it with a low key, "What the" and continued with very nice words after it. Ashley was thinking up a plan now to help Noah like her more, but then realized they had to live to tell the tale. She balled her fists up and started to slowly walked twoards what was the real Carson Daly.
Then out of nowhere, Jennifer Love Hewitt appeared and started lecturing Carson. With most sentances a lot like this, "What an idiot. These people come to my Uncle's restaraunt to eat and you try to eat THEM and then try to take thier bodies. What kind of ditz are you?" The real Carson hid his head down, and walked out. "I'm sorry. Look, you can get your friends back if you want to." Skye was drooling. "Dude, you can't have her. She's like in love with her "Favorite Marsion". Haha" Brian laughed at his own little joke. "What?!?" Ashley yelled in her face. "You make me take this idiot, Brian. And then you think everything's okay? No offense Brian." Brian shook his head, "None taken, and it's FOX." Jennifer looked confused and said, "Sorry." Ashley was way into "Jerry Springer" mode. "Well you should be you happy, idiotic, alien-lover," and it got worse from there. After Ashley had fully fumed, she made Jennifer make all of the rockstars back into their own bodies, and turned Brian back into Brian. As the police came in to find the alien/Carson clones, Brian, Noah, Ashley, and Skye walked out. Noah winked at Skye and Ashley's mouth dropped wide open. Then Skye looked panicked and ran back to get another glass of beer. Noah followed him.
"Boy, that was totally wierd," Brian said getting in the car to drive. "It's a BSB-file," Ashley kidded. Brian turned out to be a little silly when he was fixed, but not crazy or just stupid. She smiled at Brian. Then Brian's eyes lit up, "Hey, we could really do some. I could be like Fox Mulder and you could be like Scully and we could go around kicking alien butt, and finding out strange things. I could get a gun, and you could get a knife, and we could be all like, 'Don't mess with me, I got a gun and/or a knife.' Wouldn't that be cool?" Ashley stood outside, and leaned in the open window, "In your dreams, Shaft." Brian smiled goofily, and started to chant,
"Who's the cat that won't cop out when that danger's all about?
No Ruddie Toodie Fresh & Frutie was harmed during the making of this story
Copyright 1998
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