Something my friend thought of.

I do not own Sky High, Room Raiders, or anything else.

ROOM RAIDERS: SKY HIGH STUDENT'S EDITION

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"Hello, and welcome to a special edition of Room Raiders, where students of Sky High raid each other's rooms." An announcer well, announced. " We have three young girls, who have know idea that their rooms are about to be raided, and a handsome boy who will raid their rooms. Let's go to house number 1!"

A van pulled up to Layla's house and knocked three times on the door, which was immediately answered by the anxious red head.

"Will!" She exclaimed before screaming as she was dragged into the navy blue van.

House #2

Maj was about to clean her room when she heard a knock on her door. She opened it, but didn't have enough time to say "Were not buying" before she was picked up and thrown into the van (which of course was replaced by a stunt double dressed in pink because they didn't want to scare the little 8 year olds sneaking this (which was ruined because the double wore a skirt so they saw her undies, the little kids showed their mommies and MTV was sued for ruined future)).

"Hey Magenta." Her best friend said.

House #3

Gwen Grayson was just released from jail, and was walking to her empty house as someone lassoed? her to the van.

"Gwen?" She heard an all too familiar voice question. She looked and saw the hippie that had a crush on Stronghold and the Goth sidekick.

"What's going on?" Layla questioned. As if on que, the small television screen flickered on and Warren Peace appeared.

"Hello ladies. I'm Warren Peace, as you probably know, since we go to the same school. I'm going to raid your rooms with these," He said, pulling out a pair of tongs and a light (anybody know what that's called?), "And determine which of you three is the best type for me."

"Daaaaaamn" All three of the girls said at once.

"He's hotter then the last time I saw him."

"We will start with house number 1 after these short messages!" The announcer said

"Oh (beep)." Layla half said, half yelled.

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So, what do you think? I'm hoping to get Layla's up by tonight, but I'm celebrating my birthday tomorrow, it IS my birthday the next day, and then the next is well, Christmas.