Exclusive Interview Between Ginny and The Pant Devil

     Ginny: Hello, Mr. Pant Devil, thank you for taking the time to sit . . . well . . . float. . . with me today.

     The Pant Devil: At last, we meet! I kept hearing about this Ginny person. It’s nice to finally make your acquaintance.

     Ginny: Meet? You do not remember attacking me and stealing my bike? It was one of the most horrible experiences of my life!

     The Pant Devil: Oh yes… that's right… uhhh how could I forget. *giggles*

     Ginny: I certainly did not. What are you giggling at? Do my woes not matter to you!? I guess I should have expected this type of behaviour before requesting an audience with you.

     The Pant Devil: Ah hah! You! YOU were the one who reported me to the Defenders of Neopia, is that right? *sigh* . . Then the Defenders of Neopia stole your bike back for you. Hmph, so, it was you behind that little scuttle, wasn’t it? You appear way smaller than depicted.

     Ginny: STOLE back? Hardly! It didn’t belong to you in the first place! And excuse me?! Smaller than depicted?! Oh, do not gaslight me, Mr. Pant Devil.

     *Ginny leers into The Pant Devil’s piercing red eyes and accidentally snaps her pencil with one hand.*

     Ginny: Oh—I..

     The Pant Devil: It seems that my presence triggers you. Did you really invite me to interview here today just so you can insult me? I’d be more careful if I were you. I do still have a few tricks up my sleeve, you know . . .

     Ginny: I think it is best if we avoid any trickery between us. I’d like to get to the bottom of why you stole my precious bicycle. I worked an entire week’s shift at the Neopian Bakery to earn those neopoints ya know!

     The Pant Devil: Uhhhh, okay, sure.

     Ginny: Do you not feel any remorse!? What do you get out of robbing Neopians anyway!?

     The Pant Devil: It gives me something to do, ya know? Also I—uhh…

     Ginny: Well can’t you just find another hobby? There are plenty of other activities out there you could partake in . . . that wouldn’t involve theft! . . . Umm hello? Am I boring you? Neopia to Mr. Pant Devil! Why are you looking off into the distance?! What’s on your mind?

     The Pant Devil: Oh, ahem, excuse me. Never mind! I was just thinking about how the money tree is so silly, isn't it?

     Ginny: Oh for Jhudora’s sake! You are not even listening. Respectfully, I am the one interviewing YOU, Mr. Pant Devil.

     The Pant Devil: Paah! Fine, fine,. . . okay proceed. What would you like to know? Can you make it quick? I have another Neopian to rob—err another appointment to tend to.

     Ginny: So, what have you been up to in Neopia lately? I see you have grown a nice beard since I last saw you. You know, it actually almost makes you look nicer, almost.

     The Pant Devil: Oh you know, just stacking up my Skarls Swords and morphing potions. The usual.

     Ginny: Well, better than stealing my bike, I suppose. How many morphing potions do you even steal in a week?

     The Pant Devil: And then giving them away to Neopians.

     Ginny: Wait . . . what?

     The Pant Devil: Oh . . . Nevermind. Disregard that.

     Ginny: Huh?

     The Pant Devil: Well you see, Ginny, after all these years, I thought it is probably time for a change. So I have decided to change my ways. . .

     *Loud pounding knocks on the door startle both Ginny and The Pant Devil.*

     Ginny: You what?! Wait, did you hear that?

     The Pant Devil: Nope, I do not hear anything. . . nothing at all.

     Unknown Voice: LET ME IN!!!

     *The pounding knocks on the door grow even louder.*

     Unknown Voice: LET ME IN!!! GINNY! LET ME IN RIGHT NOW!!!!!!

     Ginny: We are in the middle of an interview here! Who are you?! What do you want?!

     Unknown Voice: THIS IS THE PANT DEVIL! I AM HERE FOR MY INTERVIEW! LET ME IN RIGHT NOW!

     The Pant Devil: *shocked face* Uh oh. Hey! You can’t be The Pant Devil. I am the Pant Devil! I am right here!

     Ginny: Umm. . . What is going on here?

     *Ginny backs away, furrowing her eyebrows. Tightly clenching her clipboard, she gets up and heavily stomps to the door. Anxiously turning the knob, she reveals another Pant Devil impatiently waiting. Ginny’s eyes widen and her mouth opens in disbelief.*

     The Pant Devil: Wait! Do not open that door!

     Ginny: What!? There are two of you?!

     The Pant Devil: *sigh*

     Unknown Voice: I AM THE REAL PANT DEVIL! THAT IS MY EVIL TWIN!

     Ginny: What in Neopia is going on here!? How are there two of you!?

     The Pant Devil (actually The Pant Devil's Evil Twin): Yes, I have been stealing the items from my twin brother and handing them out to Neopians. I was hoping to pull this prank on him, pose for the interview, and make him stop his ways. . .

     (The Real Pant Devil): You imposter! Ginny, that is my evil twin brother! Do not listen to anything he says! You what!?

     Ginny: No wonder I didn't recognize the beard. It suits you well actually.

     The Pant Devil’s Evil Twin: I do not know why he keeps calling me the "evil" one! Haha! I take the stolen items and award them back to Neopians! What is so evil about that!?

     Ginny: I just cannot believe there are two of you.

     The Real Pant Devil: You know what, Ginny, maybe my brother is right. I think it might be time to change my ways. I have been pestering Neopians for far too long. I should stop. I will stop stealing items from Neopians. Forever. I promise.

     Ginny: What? Really?

     The Pant Devil's Evil Twin: What? Really?

     The Real Pant Devil: HAHAHAHA - NEVER!!