Exclusive Interview With Gilly!

I made another trip to Neovia at 4:30 NST and set out to find Gilly, yes, Gilly. The little orange-haired Usul who helped Sophie and Bruno save Neovia. I finally found her and the interview was on:

Me: Pardon me, little Usul. Are you Gilly?

Gilly: Not unless you’re the secretary for, “The National Neopian Anagram Society”.

Me: Erm... actually, yes. I’m here to ask you some questions to fill out... uh... your résumé! Yeah, that’s it! I’m here to interview you to fill out your résumé. (*wink* Sneaky, aren’t I?)

Gilly: Good! Because for a minute there, I thought you were one of those pesky Neopian Times reporters.

Me (to self): Now wait just a minute, missy! What gives you the right to insult us reporters like that?!...

Gilly: Let’s start filling out that resume. Chop chop!

Me: Great! Ahem, first question; how old are you?

Gilly: Ten and I’m only three feet tall! Do you have any idea how annoying that is to be the, “short legs” of the “long-legged” group?!

Me: Very annoying! I should know... (I curse my petite form!) Anyway, how did it feel to be a hero of Neovia?

Gilly: It felt great! But, personally, I’m kind of ticked-off that almost everyone in Neopia is giving their attention to Sophie and Bruno! Not to mention Reginald— and he didn’t even do anything but write a dumb book about what ‘really’ happened. I mean, I’m the one who found Bruno in the first place, aren’t I? And I was the one who found the magic flower in the asylum, right? I also worked my tail off making ropes, fetching potions, digging like mad, running back and forth doing various things and obeying various commands, ran from angry and crazed witches, beasts, trees, villains, and zombies, got beat up, and fought more than the Defenders of Neopia! I even got lost multiple times in the process! I’ve gotten lost so many times I’ve lost count. If it wasn’t for me, then there wouldn’t be a Neovia or Neovians! I feel so under-appreciated.... oh, and curses to my mittens!

Me: Ouch. You’re not the only one who knows how it feels to be under-appreciated. But let’s get back to that résumé interview. I don’t get paid to sit around all day and share life stories! Now, where were we? Ah, yes... what was your favorite part of the plot you were in?

Gilly: When Sophie blasted me into a tree!

Me: Really?!

Gilly: No, silly! *giggles* Don’t you know sarcasm when you hear it? I was just joking. That was my least favorite part. My favorite part was when Sophie finally apologized to me and acknowledged me as a hero—at least for the day...

Me: Okay... now let’s talk about anagrams. If you could, how would you grade yourself in solving anagram puzzles?

Gilly: I don’t mean to be boastful or anything, but I’d grade myself, for anagram-solving, an A+ + + + + + + + + + + +.............

Me: Alright, I get the picture! You’re very good at solving anagrams. What’s the longest anagrammed word you have ever solved?

Gilly: The longest anagrammed word I have ever solved is “deuihginsdtis”.

Me: And that word was...?

Gilly: “Distinguished”, of course!

Me: I know it must be a distinguished word, I just don’t know what it is yet! So what was it?

Gilly: That was it! “Distinguished” was the anagrammed word!

Me: Oh! Of course it was.... Ahem...So, anyway, what was your speediest time record for solving an anagram puzzle?

Gilly: 5.2 seconds! Impressive, is it not?

Me: Very! Now, do you happen to know what became of that Zomutt at the asylum? Is he still there?

Gilly: Oh, galloping Gallions, no! I set him free and took him in to be my petpet! Come here, Spooky!

Me: You WHAT?!

Zomutt: You heard her, sister! I’m Gilly’s petpet now!

Me: A TALKING petpet?! But how did....?

Zomutt: Let’s just say it was “a spell gone wrong”. That stinkin’ nurse, I oughta.... But now I like talking, because everyone can know what I want!

Gilly: Okay, Spooky, you cute Zomutt...

Me (to self): Cute?

Gilly: ...why don’t you go play while I talk to the Gelert? She looks like she about to faint!

Me (to self): No kidding....

Gilly: Alright, where were we?

Me: Erm... right! Have you forgiven Bruno yet for chasing you in hot pursuit?

Gilly: Kinda....

Bruno (from background): Gilly!

Gilly: Alright, alright... yes!

Me: How’re you and Sophie getting along now?

Gilly: Truce. That’s all I will say....

Me: I see. Well, thank you for your time, Miss Gilly!

Gilly: My pleasure!

Me: I’ll be going back to the “NNAS” now... Erm, what’s that sound?

Gilly: Oh, gee! Spooky!!! Stop shooting that Garoo blaster!

Me: A talking petpet with a Garoo blaster?!?! Okay, that’s it! This is officially the weirdest interview I’ve ever written! Now let’s hope everyone will believe me...

Gilly: Don’t worry. He only whips it out when he’s really mad! I think he’s just mad at that bully, Oscar, again. I don’t exactly know where Spooky got that thing, although I did her him rambling about a ‘Sloth’ or something’ like that...

Me: D-Dr. Sloth?!?

Gilly: Yeah, something like that. Well, good-bye!

Me: Uh, yeah— good-bye, Gilly!

So, how do you like it, folks? Hopefully, you believe it. Oh, and one more thing! You wouldn’t think I wouldn’t keep at least part of my word about the whole, “National Neopian Anagram Society” thing, would you? *flutters eyelashes* I sent this article to the NNAS right after I gave a copy of it to the press! Man, I tell you what... that was the craziest interview I have ever given! But, hey; at least I was interviewing Gilly and not Sophie!

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Ugh... I just came out of the editor’s office..... And he wants me to interview SOPHIE!

Why me?