Disclaimer- I don't own MR. You should be able to tell…


Me- Okay, I was bored and decided to write something. (How many times has that happened?) I had just read Iggy Ramblings, plus I love Saint Fang's stuff, so I'm thinking, "I'll kidnap a Flock member! Yeah!" But I decided I didn't want to copy other people.

Max- Then why the h am I here?

Me- Because I was still bored an hour later. And say "hell", "h" just sounds dumb.

Max- I'll say whatever I want, thank you very much!

Me- Yeah, whatever. Well, anyway, I'm not even a huge fan of Max, but—

Max- Then why the h am I here?

Me- You already said that.

Max- Whatever.

Me- Anyway, as I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted… *glares at Max* … I'm not a huge Max fan, but Iggy and Fang have already been kidnapped, I'm not dealing with Nudge or Angel, and I don't like people blowing my stuff up. So Max it is.

Max- I'm getting out, you know.

Me- I doubt that.

Max- I can fly! You wouldn't be able to catch me!

Me- I can drive. Unlike someone…

Max- Oh, rub it in. You weren't raised in a kennel.

Me- Speaking of that… *pulls dog kennel out of pocket, somehow*

Max- NO F#%ING WAY!!!

Me- Hey, don't f#%ing curse. It's against the 11th Commandment.

Max- Aren't there 10 Commandments? And you just cursed…

Me- Nope. Commandment #11- Thou shalt do whatever I say.

Max- YOU MADE THAT UP!!!

Me- Hey, even I have to follow it. Now shut it.

Max- But… you… uh!

Me- See, now we're getting somewhere!

Max- What if ignore your little "11th Commandment"?

Me- Then I stop postponing a certain appointment with an avian vet…

Max- WHAT THE F#% ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?!?

Me- You're getting your wings clipped if you don't get in the crate.

Max- WHAT?!? THAT CAN'T BE LEGAL!!! I'LL SUE YOU!!!

Me- Yeah, well then you're screwed. Spiffy and Pooky are my lawyers.

Max- Who the hell are they?

Me- Well, now that Max has graduated from "h" to "hell", I'd like to finish explaining why I'm doing this. You see, I would have thrown her out of my house already, she's really getting annoying, but I was dumb enough to tell her why I kidnapped her. So she'd go off to find and free Fang and Iggy, and then a whole ton of people would hate me, so… yeah.

Max- I already hate you.

Me- Get in your crate.

Max- Make me!

Me- Get in your crate, or I'll burn your Fang plushie.

Max- *turns red* I don't have a Fang plushie…

Me- What's this then? *pulls Fang plushie out of other pocket*

Max- *desperately* That's not a Fang plushie…!

Me- Than what the hell is it?

Max- Uh, some random emo guy?

Me- With wings?

Max- Uh, an emo angel?

Me- *stares blankly* Emo angel? Fang is your emo angel?

Max- I DIDN'T SAY THAT!!!

Me- FANG IS MAX'S EMO ANGEL!?!?

Max- If I get in the crate, will you shut up?

Me- Yes.

Max- Okay then. *crawls into crate*

Me- I WIN!!

Max- Shut up and give me my Fang plushie.


Me- Well, that was longer than I expected.

Max- Not to mention stupid.

Me- Anyway, review if you think I should do more! (Heck, review even if you don't. I like reviews.)

Max- Please don't review. Make him free me.

Me- *holds lit match up to Fang plushie*

Max- WELL, WATCHA WAITIN' FOR?!? CLICK THE REVIEW BUTTON!!!

Me- Good girl.

Max- Gimme the damn plushie.