Okay so I've been reading a lot of Twilight and MR humor fanfics. I got a bit inspired :) Aaaand, you have no idea what happened. First read the chapter, cause I'll spoil it if I tell you.

Prologue

Dobby has had enough of Twilight. He needed to make things perfect for his master, James Patterson. What's so awesome about it anyway? He thought to himself. How could such a meaningless… ridiculous story make it this big? At least bigger than his boss's stories. He needed a plan, and he needed it now. If it all worked out and took some enemies down, maybe, just maybe would he get a sock for Christmas. First of all, he required to know what was so appealing about Twilight. He could read the story, but he had too much of an ego to do so. He would not swallow his pride. Second, he needed to know about the plots in the series. Maybe he would then teach JP how to come up with better ones, and how not to leave gazillions of plot holes. And last, he needed to exterminate the characters! So there would be no more Twilight! The thought of this made him laugh bitterly. But for his plan to come through, he would need his own OC's. Okay, not his own OC's, but his boss's. Which happened to be out of town at the moment. Dobby was in charge now. Whenever JP left, he was the man in the Maximum Ride headquarters.

"Maximum… Fang!" Dobby called.

"What's up, Dobberz?" Max entered the room, licking an ice cream cone. Fang was next to her, silent. I know, Fang? Silent? Well that doesn't happen every single day.

"Please, step into my office," Dobby said, turning his rolling chair so he would be facing the bird kids.

"I need you to do something for me." The elf smirked, as he rubbed his hands together. Fang rolled his eyes.

"Dobby, we cannot do anything about Malfoy, okay?" Fang whined. Yes, Dobby had been rancorous about his past experiences with Harry Potter's Draco Malfoy. "We can't exterminate him, remember what happened last time we tried?" Fang uttered.

The three people in the room had a flashback of that time Max, Fang, and Iggy came back from the Harry Potter books. Max holding Fang in one hand, he had been turned into a cupcake by Hermionie. And Iggy had a snake replace his hand. Don't worry, it wasn't venomous, though.

Dobby shook the thought away. He glared at Fang, with an eye brow raised.

"Silence, Fanglebert!" he exclaimed. Fang's expression turned confused, and Max just roared into laughter.

"Fa—Fangle, Fanglebert!" she said between gasps for air.

"Since when is my name Fanglebert?" Fang gazed at James.

"Since I said so, as long as I am the man here, you will be called Fanglebert." Dobby proclaimed.

"James should have thought of something longer for your name, like Fanglebert, for example. It's impossible to talk to you as an authority. Max, on the other hand, you can call her Maximum Ride, and it sounds more dramatic." The little guy put the tips of his fingers together, and stared into space as he said this. Max snickered at Fang and shrugged as if saying, 'I don't know what the h this guy's talking about.' Fang shuddered.

"Dobes, can we please stick to 'Fang' for now?" he pleaded.

Dobby nodded, "For now."

"Anyway, back to business. You will listen and do as I say so, you hear me?" Dobby said to the bird kids.

You're probably thinking something like: "Hey, but can't these two kids take Dobby down like, in a punch?"

Yes, my dearest reader, they could do that, actually. If James hadn't had Jeb and the white-coats make Dobby as strong as them. Not to mention, he's got magical powers and stuff, oooh. Okay, where were we?

Max threw her cone in the garbage. "Or else what?" She crossed her arms and frowned at Dobby.

"Or else, no more Faxness in the next books!" Dobby retorted, as he picked up the phone, ready to call JP. The couple of bird kid's mouths suddenly shaped like an O. They both gasped.

"You wouldn't! You can't!" Fang pointed at the tiny creature. The latter raised his eyebrow.

"Oh, yes, I can." The mutants rolled their eyes at the "man". He began speaking into the phone, "Yes… Uh-huh… I'm telling them sir, but they just don't seem to understand… uh-huh… yeah-huh." He pressed the speaker button as he stared expression-less at Fang and Max. A voice came from the machine, "Maximum… Fang! Do whatever Dobby says until I get back, if I hear the slightest complain, there will be no Faxness in the Sky is Falling! So if I were you Max, I'd get to work if you don't want to see some 'Frigid' action."

Of course, Max would never let that happen.

"Fine! What now, Dobe-dork?" Max groaned.

"Hey! Watch that mouth, Maximum!" Dobby said in his squeaky voice.

He proceeded to tell his OC's about his evil plan. I mean, his boss's OC's.

Okay, maybe It wouldn't have been a total spoiler, or a bit of a spoiler, lol. But I originally wrote the story with James in the office. The whole Dobby thing was at the last minute. You see, it was about 2:30 in the morning when I realized the site wouldn't let me put him in the story -.- I discovered this once I read the Guidelines, yes, for the first time. I'm sorry, it's just that I'm used to always "agreeing with the terms of service" So when it said that you had to "Read and agree with the Guidelines" or whatever, I was like "Yeah, yeah, I agree, dude." So I rewrote it with Dobby taking JP's place in about 10 minutes and finished at 3:00 am. I even had an "I am your father" joke ready and all :( Stupid Guidelines. *pouts* Okay, so if the Dobby stuff sucks, you can go visit my blog on Max-Dan-Wiz, where the original story is, with JP in it. Oh, and yes, I do know JP actually did participate in the story, but just a little bit, so I'm hoping they'll let that go *crosses fingers*

REVIEW!! REVIEW REVIEW! Or else! No more Faxness in the next books! :O

Everyone: *gasps*You wouldn't!