HELLO! I feel like I haven't been in this archive for DECADES! Rawr. I blame school and Harry Potter and Harvest Moon and...um...all the other things I like. -sigh- Whatever. It's my fault I haven't been over here. I feel like writing something strange...so...I'm posting a crack-fic I wrote a long time ago. Please, don't flame. This is horribly out of character, hence the term 'crack-fic'. -shudder- Read on if you dare. Oh, I don't own Kingdom Keepers, nor am I being paid to write this.

WARNING: The fourth wall is basically torn to pieces in this fic. Also, it is extremely out of character and stupid.

I fear for your sanity.

^_~ XiXi Scarlett

"Why in the world are you so obssesed with churros, Philby?" Willa asked.

Philby paused from stuffing churros in his mouth. "They're so good!"

"Whatever." Willa rolled her eyes.

Philby's obsession with the sugary fried treat started at the age of yesterday. Seriously, he tried one yesterday and couldn't stop eating them. The Keepers were at the Frozen Marble enjoying their new selection of churros. Surprisingly, they had many different kinds and each Keeper had a different one. Finn had one with cheese, Amanda had a plain one, Charlene had one with pink sprinkles, Jez had one with symbols on it, Willa had one with a lot of cinnamon on it, and Philby had about ten of each of the one hundred different kinds and the workers were constantly giving him more.

"Philby, you do know you have to pay for all this, right?" Charlene asked the churro-obsessed smart dude.

"Uh huh," he mumbled.

"Then why are you getting one thousand dollars worth?"

"'Cause I have nothing better to do."

Charlene rolled her eyes. "The authoress must be extremely bored right now."

"I know, right?" Finn agreed. "This just reeks of stupidity."

Suddenly, Finn felt a cold breeze and heard an eerie whisper that said, "Don't make me drop this wall on you 'cause you know I will."

"That was creepy," Amanda commented.

"Extremely," everyone said in unison.

"Oh, my gosh!" Charlene exclaims suddenly,

"What?" Willa asked.

"Where's Maybeck?"

There was a moment of silence before the two girls at the table behind them exploded into laughter.

"W-we kidnapped him," one of them, the authoress, laughed. "You'll never find him."

Amanda got up to go get another churro. The girl that wasn't the authoress screamed, "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!" and ran out of the Frozen Marble. Everyone stared in disbelief before the authoress took off after her.

Philby stopped eating his churros. "I feel OOC."

"I think everyone does," Willa said. "Besides, the authoress is sleep-deprived. And she has school tomorrow. I think that we need to stop being OOC."

"I think that you need to stop thinking," said Philby.

Willa gasped melodramatically. "Did you just say what you thought that I thought that you think that I thought what your churro thought that I thought that you thought you thought that I thought you said?"

"Yes."

Then, everyone had a huge facepalm moment. The authoress ran in.

"FAAAAIL!"

The End

Alright. I know that you're prepared to write flames. If you do, I will use them to roast mah marshmallows.

^_~ XiXi Scarlett