I sat there for a while looking at this, wondering what was going on wrong with it and then I noticed a bit of what and now I can easily say I'm happy with this one too, yea!

Also, there's a bit of a contest involved in this one. While working on this one via stream/live-broadcast I mentioned that if ANYONE can name the model and manufacturer of Juju's motorcycle in this piece-- they'd get a free art piece out of me. Come on. Free commission? Who doesn't want that?

So yeah, name that bike my services are all yours :)

Also, remember that snake kid from way back when? http://www.furaffinity.net/view/2331797/ He's totally back in this one because I thought he was the PERFECT candidate to be the person sitting on top of Juju's bike, pretending he was riding it feeling like the man. (Because that's really a sweet ride!)

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(Interviewer) You must've had alot of friends growing up, Juju?

(Juju) You'd think so, right? Like because my family was well to do, well-known in Sierrace, hold a high social-standing in the city and all that I was practically adored by everyone?

(Inter...) Aren't you?

(Juju) I guess so, now, sure, but as a kid growing up? No...

(Inter...) Wow, really?

(Juju) My first 'real' friend didn't occur till I was about eighteen or so. Before then, the only socialites I dealt with were my dad and business proprietors he dealt with. I was pretty much sheltered to the extent that my dad passed on EVERYTHING he knows to me and to push the limitations of that knowledge further.

(Inter...) But... you had no friends?

(Juju) My family was always there and it's not like I was spoiled rotten to hide or hinder the lack of 'friends' I didn't have then.

(Inter...) Yet you ride on one of the sweetest hyper sports bikes I've ever seen-- you know they don't traditionally make your whip in the colors yours came jobbed up in, right?

(Juju) Suzuki's are more up to date and outperform what I have marginally, but enough for bragging rights, so I wouldn't say it's all that great.

(Inter...) Did you not hear me? That manufacturer DOES NOT paint your bike in those colors!

(Juju) Yeah uh... being a 'spoiled brat' I was able to have my dad pull some strings back in the homeland and get me a custom tailored bike.

(Inter...) You crazy Japanese and your homogeneous society...

(Juju) *laughing as he shifts in his seat promptly* The bike really isn't that great, dude.

(Inter...) How can it not be?

(Juju) Impressions make me not the best person people think I am because of the bike...

(Inter...) What do you mea-- ohhh.

(Juju) Yeah... the whole 'I ride a rice rocket so I MUST be cooler than you' culture that spins around the whole thing. ALOT of people think I'm an asshole because I ride.

(Inter...) And... are y--

(Juju) Don't even joke about that.

(Inter...) *grinning nervously* Sorry, I thought I could that time.

(Juju) Too many preconceived notions make alot of people turn away from me because of that. Insecure fathers who drill horror stories into their daughters minds who in turn add up into a multitude of perspectives rendering me, as a rider, dangerous, reckless, and above all, stupid.

(Inter...) And are you?

(Juju) Stupid?

(Inter...) Among the other traits you just--

(Juju) The bike doesn't get me laid if you just wanna get to the point...

(Inter...) Oh...

(Juju) Much...

(Inter...) Oh-- what the heck?!

*Juju and the Interviewer laugh out diabolically from Juju's time-effective jaunt as the Interviewer tosses a sofa pillow from his seat at Juju, who in turn instinctively catches it and holds it to his lap*

(Juju) It impresses alot of my little brother's friends and all when I show up though.

(Inter...) Some of those little friends of your brother's must have hot sisters...

(Juju) I said the bike doesn't get--

(Inter...) You're lying.

(Juju) Okay maybe a little-- but not as often as your wild imagination pursues.

(Inter...) *grinning from ear to ear as he taps his pen at his clipboard* Your benefits must reap diamond class assets though.

(Juju) Yeah, so my little brother digs it that I'm 'the awesome older brother who rides really fast bikes'.

(Inter...) Avoidance... I see how it is, Mr. Juju, so I'll play along.

*Juju laughing out in amusement as he sat back comfortable in his seat*

(Inter...) Tell me a little bit more about your little brother's friends.

(Juju) Well... I don't know if he's really his friend, but...

*FLASHBACK INTERVAL*

An excited, snake anthrop child sat atop Juju's hyper sport bike, arms raised up high as he was warned by Juju earlier not to make direct contact with the actual handle bars in fear something awful might go wrong, which the snake child understood completely. His imagination running wild as he pretended his feet abandoned biology allowed him to go at blistering speeds on this magnificent piece of machinery.

"VRRRRRRRRM?! VRRRRMNN! GLIK GLK! VRRRR--"

"Davey what the heck, hahaha! That sounds more like a Lamborghini Gallardo engine revving up than my bike!" Juju exclaimed amusingly.

"Oh! Sorry-- hey! When can WE go riding on this thing with you, Juju?!" Davey exclaimed as he waved his arms up in the air happily.

"Not until your mom says it's okay-- and when you both can wear motorcycle helms without them slipping off, that's when." Juju replied as he watched Davey.

"Awwwhhh?! But I wanna go SUPER fast and show those mean, chump friends of mine that I can ride too!" Davey bolstered.

"Are you still upset about that? Look, Davey, I told you that you don't need to feel sad about that anymore. Aren't you happy with your new set of friends?" Juju asked.

"Yeah but... I'd still like to go SUPER SUPER fast! VRRRRR--"

Juju's little brother, Jini, chuckled and leaned forward, keeping his eyes set on Davey as he commented to his brother, "Your bike does look like alot of fun to be on though."

Davey suddenly made the sound of tires squealing as if hitting the brakes suddenly and then churned his right hand, complimented with the imitating sound of a revving engine.

"NO ONE CAN ESCAPE THE WRATH OF LIGHTNING SNAKE AVENGER! VRRRR--!!!"

"Ah, this is great!" Juju commented as Davey continued running his imaginings wildly.

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(Interviewer) HAHAHAHA! That kid is AWESOME!

(Juju) *Juju feeling giddy as he laughed to himself aloud and shook his head shortly from the wild remembering* Coolest little kid I know aside from my brother.

(Inter...) But uh... no cute girls or women around noticing your playful jest with the kids to show them that you weren't one of the run of the mill rice rocket douchebags?

(Juju) I assume there were, but I doubt they cared... old habits die hard, ya know.

(Inter...) If I were a chick--

(Juju) Yeaaah, thanks for that, but I don't think I wanna hear the rest of that.

(Inter...) You're a rider with a heart of gold I'll tell ya that, Juju.

(Juju) *smiling from the positive compliment* I appreciate that, friend. I really do.