Hayden Panittiere show appearance

Hayden Panittiere show appearance

Hayden Panittiere was on a press tour of the UK promoting her new film. As per usual, it involved being on all the UK chat shows. This was pretty typical. US stars had no idea about anything in the UK, in general. Half the time, they had no idea what the show was about that they would be appearing on. Their agent and the movie company made all the arrangements. They would, basically just show up when they were told. They always figured, arrogantly, that no one in the US would ever see any of these shows so they did not really care much about them. On this tour, Hayden was going to be appearing on a show that she had never heard of before known as Let her have it. She had no idea what she was in for or what the show was about. She was just there as she was on all the other programs, to plug her new film. The whole way the industry worked around this was pretty shameless. It was basically just using these shows to hock your product.

She showed up for the show, escorted in a limousine. She sat backstage in her dressing room getting her makeup and hair done. She noticed the people who worked on the show were acting a bit odd. She could not put her finger on it. Everyone made sure not to let on about what she did not know. She was called out and then was welcomed to the stage by Mr. G. She came out to the welcoming applause of the audience. She smiled and waived. She shook Mr. G.’s hand and joined him on the couches.

“Well, Hayden, welcome to our show. Thank you for being here with us today,” Mr. G. said. “Thank you for having me. It’s nice to be here,” she replied. “We understand that you have a brilliant new film coming out next week,” he said. “Oh yeah, it is a fantastic film. We all had a fantastic time making it. I hope you all go check it out,” she said. “I believe we have a clip for everyone to look at. Here we go.” A clip of the film played on the large television behind the couches. Everyone applauded when it ended. “Well, that did look really amazing, but our show is not your typical show. There is a bit more than just promoting films that we do here,” Mr. G. said,” We also like to have a little fun with the celebrities who appear on our show.” “Um, well, ok,” Hayden replied. She still had no idea what could possibly be occurring in a few moments. 

“Well, you see Hayden, on our show things get a bit, well, messy, from time to time, to be honest,” he said. Hayden didn’t reply. She had a thoughtful look on her face, sincerely trying to think of what he could possibly mean by that. With that the stage curtains opened revealing a standard gunge tank. When Hayden saw it the expression on her face changed. She was not entirely sure what it was but she was starting to get a much better idea of what was about to occur. “You see Hayden, on our show, things get messy for our guests. What we have here is a gunge tank. A gunge tank set up especially for you.” Hayden did not even really know what gunge was, but she could guess. “Is this for real? You want me to go in there. I couldn’t. You can’t,” she began to protest. “Sorry, Hayden it is how the show works,” Mr. G. said. It was whispered in her ear that her agent had signed her up for this knowing what it entailed. She was speechless. She was also more than a little annoyed with her agent. He had really stitched her up. He had known all about this all along and had intentionally not told her anything about it.

She was a bit shellshocked by the whole thing. Mr. G. stood up and requested that she follow him. She complied, almost not listening to what he was saying. He walked her over to the tank and opened the door for her. He asked her to have a seat inside. Again, she complied. She walked in and lowered herself down onto the seat. Mr. G. shut the door behind her, securing it. She was all set up and in place now. This was certainly unlike any show that she had ever appeared on before. Hayden sat in the gunge tank, looking straight ahead of her. If she didn’t know what gunge was before , she was about to get very well acquainted with it now. Hayden didn’t really know what to make of this at all.

Hayden’s hair was styled back. She wore a shoulderless top that was strapless and a black tight fitting skirt with high heels. She had not really known what to wear on such and occasion.

Before she could really even react, Mr. G. had already gone to the lever.  “Well Hayden, we thank you for being on the show. Welcome to the UK. We hope you enjoy this,” he said. Before she could do anything, he had already pulled the lever down as hard as he could. The gunge was thick dark green. It was like a forest green. For a moment nothing really happened. Hayden just looked forward. She had no idea what to expect. She could hear a slight noise from above. Then, the heavens opened up, a stream of the gunge poured down onto her head, over the top and onto her blonde hair. She could only raise her shoulders as the gunge poured over the sides and then the front of her face.

When the gunge hit her head, some bounced in all directions, off the sides of the tank. She let out a muted scream and shook her head a little, but this just allowed the gunge to cover her face and mouth much better. Because of how she had her hair, it allowed the gunge open access to her face. She closed her eyes and mouth as her face disappeared underneath the flow of green gunge. She felt it pouring everywhere. Her shoulders were soon covered. Gunge poured down her back and the front of her top. She held her arms crossed across her chest and waited as the gunge continued pouring down on her from above. All she could think of was that she could not believe that this was really happening to her.

She could feel the gunge covering her skirt and legs, dripping down her calves to her ankles. She could feel it all over her clothes. The audience applauded as they watched Hayden get totally gunge from head to toe. Gunge saturated everything. It was thick and lumpy as well. It was sloppy and cold. Mercifully, the gunge eventually slowed to a halt. A sombre looking Hayden looked down at herself and then up again. Mr. G. approached her. “Thank you, Hayden Panittiere. You have been a great sport. Let’s give her a round of applause,” he said. Hayden remained polite, though she was clearly annoyed. “Um, thanks for having me, I guess,” she said. She knew that it was no one on the show’s fault. They had told her agent all about what was going to happen. It was her agent’s fault. He had not told her on purpose. For Mr. G., he knew that she was not very happy so he kept the questions to a minimum. Hayden continued shaking her hands and rubbing her skirt.

After the show, she spoke to no one. She stomped off the dressing room, got cleaned up and then ordered her chauffeur to take her away. When she spoke to him, he claimed that he did not know anything about the gunge. She could tell he was lying and laughing at her behind her back. She could not fire him straight away, as they had a contract. However, in the future, she would definitely scout the shows that she was appearing on before she went on them.