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.
