I woke up, after having the weirdest dream. I pulled my bathrobe over my nightgown, and headed into the kitchen. Fang, Iggy, and Angel were at the table. Iggy probably heard me walk in, because he stood up, and handed me some sort of application form.
"Hey, Max! Guess what? I'm trying out for American Idol!" he stated brightly.
I could only manage one word in response.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"