I noticed how little humorous MR fics there were so I decided to write one myself. Hope you like it.

Disclimber: Do you really care that much?

Chapter One: Race

The flock was gliding lazily over New York City, it was almost night fall and Max was scanning the ground for somewhere to sleep. She spotted a under construction sky scraper, four miles away.

"Four miles northwest." Reported Max proudly. Everyone heard but didn't indacate so. Max glared at them. "You're all turning into Fang aren't you?" No one answered, not even the great Fang himself. "You're all pafetic.

Still no one listened. Iggy whispered something into Gazzy's ear, making him smile. The switched backpacks. Max was curious at the sudden exitement, but didn't bother asking. As long as it had nothing to do with her she didn't care. Max looked over at Angel who smiled too, in on the joke. Whatever it was...

"Hey Fang!" Cried Gazzy, "I'll race ya."

"No." He said boardly not even looking at him.

"Oh come on please, we can even use bets!"Gazzy begged.

If Fang's ears could have perked up they would of, god did he love betting. He smiled, arching his right wing he flew away from the flock. Gazzy followed, game time.

"Okay," Fang started, hovering. "You have to wear Angel's tutu for a whole day, the pink one." Gazzy only smiled not even thretened, but Fang didn't notice.

"And if I win you must makeout with the girl of my choosing." Fang's eyes widened a bit, but he reminded himself he was much faster then The Gasman.

"Deal." Said Fang, extending his hand Gazzy shock it roughly. Iggy flew next to them.

"You guys ready?" Iggy asked giddly.

They both nodded anxiously. "Okay good, the flock's already at camp and tell'll say who wins. So, on your marks," both checked they were in line with each other. "Get set," Gazzy and Fangs wing were almost to tense to flap. "GO!!!!!!!!!!"

Both were off, they stayed at the same pace slowly inching ahead and behind each other. Fang then shot ahead. Gazzy found this as the perfect time to put phase two into action.

Loud mancanical devices started shifting in Gazzy (well actually Iggy's) backpack. Two small engines pushed their way through large gashes at the bottom. And then the jetpack fliung The Gasman way ahead of Fang. Leaving him coughing on the blue smoke it left behind.

"CHEATER!" Screamed Fang.

"At least I'm a smart cheater!" Gazzy yelled over his shoulder smiling madly. Iggy was a genious, a blind mutant genious.

Gazzy won by along shot. Fang arrived five minutes later looking like well... like he's spent two minutes in a blue dye filled cloud. Which, in a way, he had.

Fang murmured agrily tohimself as the rest of the flock congradulated Gazzy.

"Fine." Fang huffed. "Congradulate the cheater, I for one have more important things to do." And walked away.

Max payed no attention at first but then she started hearing bizarre noices like, "Hum, all mighty one."

"Uh I'll be back in a second." I told the flock. What the hell was he doing?

I sprinted over to where Fang had gone, and found him bowing to a long rugged halk wing.

"Uhhhhhh..." Fang heard me and looked up immediotely.

"I-I can explain!" He cried franticly.

" I really don't want to know!" Max exclaimed.

Welp that's it there'll be two more chapter and I asume the story will be finished by friday. Now review, and make it manly. (lol.)