[AN: who the hell is Ebony and why the heck am I even like her? She's an emo fag. I hate emo's. I love rainbows and I hate rock songs. I simply hate that dark stuff. Goths, punks, and emo's creep me out. I'm blonde, I like pink, and I love Hilary Duff! She's one of the best singers ever! Justin Bieber is ah-dorable!]
"Yes, yes I am. I was tasked by them to go down to the ocean and collect coral reefs from here to bring back to the land. I just came by here accidentally."
The people stared at me again in deeper admiration and put out some papers and pens. They wanted an autograph from me.
"Thank you, thank you so much," I said as I signed their papers, handkerchiefs, and even shirts one by one.
As soon as that commotion was over, Bob took me to his home that was shaped like a pineapple.
"So about Justin Bieber, he is actually like me, also from the land above. What I don't know for sure is how he even got well-known doen here in the first place. May I know why?"
"Dude, we have computers and TV's down here. Unlike you landlubbers, we have access to both land and undersea channels and websites. My friend Pearl is like, so totally in love with him. And she even gave me these concert tickets. Do you want to go with me? I'll also take my friend Patrick along, but he happens to like those rock bands such as Stingray 5000 and Ned and the Needlefish... Oh, and yeah,. Bieber will perform alongside Boys Who Cry."
"Really? That's awesome. If you said that only the worthy are allowed here, then Justin Bieber IS worthy. And that's why I love him and worship him. I've always known that he was superhuman," I replied.
"I think I know this place..." I sad as soon as we got there and I looked around.
"Pardon?" Bob said. "I thought you only have been here now. What do you mean you already know this place? That's just deja vu you're feeling. Maybe you just need some sleep."
"Maybe," I replied.
"You sleep upstairs, while I stay down here in the sofa," Bob said. "Goodnight."