MELODY: Hi guys. So I wanted to make a Grey Griffins story, and I was eating cherpumple, so I thought of this.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Grey Griffins.
"Max! I'm hungry!"
"Well, get yourself something to eat then, Ernest," Natalia rolled her eyes. Boys and their food.
"We have cherpumple!" Max shouted gleefully, skipping in circles, "It's three pies baked in three cakes: STACKED! With three tubs of cream cheese icing!" Harley looked sick.
"That sounds AWESOME!" Ernie jumped up, a weird light in his eyes.
"Boys!" Natalia cut in, "Doesn't that sound fattening to you? Ernie, you're supposed to be on a diet!"
"One little slice?" Ernie and Max pleaded.
"And Max! You're already so hyper you're bouncing off the walls!" Natalia argued.
"PLEASE?"
Natalia stared at the boys, "No."
Harley looked at the eleven year old girl, slightly grinning, "One slice can't hurt, can it?"
Natalia gave Harley a look. Max and Ernie gave HER puppy dog faces. She rolled her eyes, "Fine. Go and eat some diabetes in cake form, see what I care."
Max and Ernie ran off. Harley stared at Natalia. It was making her uncomfortable. "What?"
"Nothing," Harley muttered. He got up and followed the boys. Natalia walked downstairs and was horrified at what she saw.
"THAT'S NOT ONE LITTLE SLICE!" she screamed. Max and Ernie froze. There were two almost eaten huge slices of the cherpumple in front of them.
Harley was trying so hard not to laugh. "What?" Natalia snapped, "They've just secured their diabetes!"
"Your face..." he muttered, almost cracking a rib. Laughing now, he held out a plate he'd been holding behind his back. It had the other part of the cherpumple on it.
"Oh thank god," Natalia sighed, and then slapped Harley.
"What was that for?"
"For..." Natalia wrinkled her nose, "Just gimme some of that. It looks good."
Max laughed. He'd been listening to their interaction, "Cherpumple for everyone!"