Summary: Gazzy steals a boat, and the Flock winds up in Antarctica; where they are captured by Magical Unicorns. Features Fang in a dress, miscellaneous fights between Max and a giant chicken, a food fight, Youtube parodies, magical lamp posts, and tons of completely insanity.
A/N: so how does that sound to you? Pretty crazy, eh? Well, I'm kinda hyper right now and this little idea came out of my head. Enjoy and please R&R!
The Gasman sighed; the monotony of the day already getting to him.
"I'm bored."
"Gassy, you're always bored."
"Well you're bor-ING, Nudge."
"Fashion magazines are NOT boring!"
"Are too!"
"Are not!"
"Are too!"
"Are not!"
"Are not!"
"Are too!"
silence..
Gassy smiled evilly, waiting for the others to realize his trick. Nudge rolled her eyes, and went back to her magazine.
"You're so immature…" Out of frustration, Max groaned.
"Let's take a walk, guys. I'm tired of you two fighting all the time."
"Anything to get these guys to SHUT THE HECK UP!" interceded Fang, who was sitting in the corner of the living room practically tearing his hair out.
"Well, off we go then." And one by one, each members of the flock trailed out of the living room…about to begin an adventure!
The six Flock members flew down to the harbor near their home, making sure that no one could see them, while looking for something interesting... and not finding much.
Gassy sighed. "We need to go traveling again, I need someplace new to explore..." Suddenly, her eyes lit up, sparkling an almost neon blue. "Hey guys! Look! BOATS!!"
"Um, yeah Gassy… we're at the harbor, there's usually boats here…"
"Let's take one! I mean…err….borrow one!"
The other five looked at each other dubiously, remembering what happened the last time Gassy borrowed something...and the time before that...and the time before that...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand the time before that...
Finally Iggy sighed resignedly. "He's going do it no matter what we say. We may as well go along with him and attempt to keep him out of trouble."
Fang groaned. "But I don't want to go on a boat with that crazy kid…He just had a burrito!"
But Gassy had already flew onto an unoccupied boat, a smallish one with a cabin just large enough for the six of them…
...and Gassy managed to start it up.
His six Flock mates scrambled on the ship before Gassy took off without them…which undoubtedly he would do.
Gassy took up a position in front of the controls inside the cabin.
"Erm... Gassy, do you know how to drive a boat like this?" Angel asked warily.
"Sure!" Gassy replied excitedly. "Easy as driving a car on Wii!"
Almost simultaneously, the rest of the Flock groaned; it was well known that Gassy couldn't drive for his life.
"Gassy, if you drive a boat at ALL like you drive a car on Wii…" Fang began worriedly.
"..we're all gonna die." Iggy finished solemnly.
But after a few minutes, amazingly, they'd managed to get out of the harbor in one piece, and had left most of the other boats in almost as good of condition – Max, Iggy, Angel, Nudge and Fang were quite surprised.
"So, where're we headed, Captain Gassy?" Max asked sometime later.
"Uh… I don't know. D'you a map anywhere on this boat?"
"Ah… no."
"Oh well," Gassy replied optimistically. "We'll just go wherever the boat wants to go then!" and then, with his painfully off key voice, Gassy started to sing. "WE'RE GOING….ONNN ANNNN ADVENNNTUUUUREEEEE!! WEEEE'REEE GOIN' TO EXXXPLOREEEEEE…"
"AAAUUUGGHH!! GASSY, SHUT UP!!" yelled Fang impatiently, "…your singing is gonna make my ears freakin' bleed!"
Gassy looked surly, glaring at Fang. "Hey, at least I can SOMETIMES carry a tune…"
"HEY! I can TOO!"
"Can NOT!"
"Can TOO!"
"Can NOT!"
"Can TOO!"
"Can TOO!"
"Right, exactly, thank you." Fang smiled smugly as Gassy looked bummed that his favorite joke had been figured out.
"Well...well..." Gassy sputtered, trying to come up with a good comeback. Which, unfortunately, he could not.
For once, Fang smiled, exhaling contentedly as he leaned back against the cabin wall, resting his tan-ish arms behind his head and closing his eyes.
"Exactly. Thank you."
When night fell, the six Flock members, although into sleep, not darkness. Curled up side-by-side in the boat's cabin, they drifted off into sleep, as the boat also began drifting, into its own favored path...
DUN
DUN
DUN…
