If you've read "Fanfiction Meets Youtube" by St. Fang of Boredom, you'll notice some similarities, but this had nothing to with YouTube, and come only from my mind. I wonder what that says about me?

By the way, I'm uploading this because I just got 500 hits to profile page. Yayness! :) You guys get another oneshot when I get 1000 hits, so visit my profile page like crazy... yes, that was advertising. xD

Oh, and thank you SO MUCH for posting this for me, Skits! :) You rock. (Skittles: -bows- I know I do! *irock*)

Disclaimer: Vera doesn't own Fang. Mkayzzles?

Fang was reading a book. It was, in fact, an actual, real book. Of course, he barely understood a word, and it was a coloring book. Poor Fangy-Boo.

As he tried to decipher the meaning of "Bubbles the Hippo went to see Larry the Monkey", a big wad of cherry Jell-o dropped onto Fang's head.

He looked up, and a big wad of grape Jell-o landed in his eye. He tried to wipe it off, but a big wad of kiwi Jell-o dropped onto his hand.

Next thing he knew, Fang was being tied to tree while squirrels nibbled on his hair. He didn't actually see anyone tying him up, as later confirmed, but immediately after the event, he kept trying to convince people that his captor was Bubbles the Hippo.

And then, suddenly, Fang was sitting in front of a piano, and he was being forced to play an Avril Lavigne song.

He doesn't know how he was being forced, but he just knew he was being forced. Or was he? Is it possible that… Fang has an Avril fetish?

Then Fang was back to being tied to a tree. When he was all roped up, somebody shoved a straw up his nose and began slurping noisily. Fang claimed that he felt his brain being sucked out – not that he had much of a brain in the first place…

When his brain had been completely sucked out, he was untied and dragged across the ground toward a giant pit of multi-colored Jell-o that had a piano in it. He was dropped into said pit.

Dumped after him were a very large number of coloring books.

Oblivious to the Jell-o, piano, and aforementioned brain suckage, Fang grabbed a coloring book and turned to a random page. He proceeded to shout at the top of his longs, "ROMEO, ROMEO, LET DOWN YOUR HAIR! WHETHER BE IN THICK OR THIN I WILL ALWAYS THINK YOU FAT! MAY YOUR LIFE BE TAINTED BY CHEESE! F-F-F-FUNKYT-T-T-TRON! YA-YAHOO-HOO! GO DWIGHT D. EISENHOWER! PEPPERS AND MILKSHAKES!"

This was followed by a very large period of silence.

In case you're wondering what caused that period of silence, Fang was using Jell-o to color in the pictures in the coloring books. I never said that boy wasn't creative.

Of course, I never said he was, either.

All of his pictures were colored red, in case you're wondering.

Out of nowhere, Fang was hit on the head with a bat. And I mean the vampire kind, not the baseball kind. Fang yelled very loudly, "MY COUSIN! I WELCOME YOU INTO MY DEN! HERE, HAVE SOME MORROCAN ORANGES! WAKKA WAKKA WAKKA!!!"

Fang wrote 'WAKKA' in big letters on his forehead in strawberry Jell-o. Or was it watermelon?

Then Fang began doing the wakka dance while the bat was still stuck in his hair, and he was still holding a coloring book.

In other words, hop, skip, jump, wiggle, hop, skip, jump, wiggle, and so on. Imagine a kid on a pogo stick full of superhyperness.

When Max, Ella, and Dr. Martinez came home from clothes shopping, they found Fang covered in Jell-o, with a coloring book in his hand and a bat stuck in his hair.

Max frowned. "I worry about him sometimes…"

Don't ask. Just... don't ask.

R&R?

Skits comments: What. The. Flocking. Heck... -bursts out laughing- I LOVE IT!!!

R&R for her story or I'll get my sickie germs on you!