Hey, it's purplerocks12. This fanfic is a parody of Gypsy Rap. O.K., here we go.

Heather: We're covered in mosquito bites. They don't even have the rights.

Sierra: That's what I said, but Gwen let them out, anyway.

Heather: Good thing that we have the shot.

Cody: Or we could have died and... be rot.

Sierra: Oh, don't say it that way.

Gwen: Covered with mosquito bites is a fright. We got the shot. That's all we got. Good thing I wasn't that humble, 'cause I could have been in trouble. Yea, trouble.

Heather: Trouble! Oooh! Oh, yea, yea, yea.

I hoped you liked it. Please review.