Lorne Michaels looked out upon the chaos backstage and nodded. It was Saturday once again, and all the preparations throughout the week never seemed to diminish the last minute frantic nature of the set as everyone ran around like headless chickens, trying to get everything ready for the air time. Compulsively, he checked his PDA again. 20 minutes to air. His lips compressed; this show was particularly important, as a command performance from Fanpop for his guest of honor. Usually, Lorne's assistant Doug would handle such things, but this week he had such a cavalcade of stars that he himself was taking the time to check on his other guests.
They were all in the green room, in various states of agitation, except for Zach Braff, Donald Faison and Neil Flynn, oblivious while boisterously playing Wii sports in the corner.
"Is everything OK, folks?" Lorne inquired. Helena, on the phone with her partner, Tim Burton, didn't reply at first. "I dunno about these other folks," Samwise said, pointing at a wicked stepmother, "but that one is giving me the willies." The stepmother, for her part, looked disapprovingly at Hansel and Gretel, who were clamoring for more candy....
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