Me: Hi! I'm sorry that this is coming so late, but I was at a friend's house all day.

Fang/Fabio: -sings-16, 16, 16 minutes left, better get it done. 16, 16, 16 minutes left till we're number one.

Me: Where the (Insert swear word here) is Dr. Phyllis?!

Fang/Fabio: -sings-Gotta getcha, getcha head in the game!

Me: You better "getcha, getcha head BACK IN THE (Insert swear word here) CLOSET!

Fang/Fabio: -sings-What time is it? Sum-

Me: IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO DO THE (Insert swear word here) DISCLAIMER, AND FOR DR. (Insert swear word here) PHYLLIS TO GET HERE!

Me: Since Fabio's not sane at the moment, I own nothing. Get it, got it? Good.

Previous question: What if Dr. M was evil? Spoken By: Gazzy.

Chapter 4

Time for day two, faithful readers. I'm sure that you've all heard of Yo Momma jokes, right? Good. I don't understand things at all!

---Flashback--- Fang POV

After Gazzy let loose that little elephant in the room, Max threw an antique Chinese vase across the hall, as we were walking out.

"Well, my young, tactless friend," Iggy said. "Why don't we consult the FanFiction legend Diary of a Lovesick Mutant, starring Fang, written by Phoenix Fanatic."

"Umm, what?" I asked. "What the heck is FanFiction? How does this person know who I am? Why are they writing stories about me?" I was starting to get really freaked.

"Chill out, Fangalicious," Iggy laughed. "Just messing with your emo hair covered head." He then proceeded to ruffle my hair, like some kind of violating, eccentric uncle. He's blind for crying out loud! How the heck can he do that? We all then went to sleep.

The next morning, Gazzy jumped onto my bed, then started jumping on me. Oh, joy. Sweet, bean farting joy.

"Fang! Hey, Fang! Get up, sleepy emo head!" Why does everyone keep calling me emo?

"Can we go to McDonalds for breakfast? Cause, like, they have a new Dollar Menu, and I saw this cool guy rapping in a van, and he was rapping about the new yummy brekfast Dollar Menu, and-"

"Gasser, I get it," I said. Geez, will the kid ever shut up about food? What was he doing in the fridge yesterday? Now that I think about it, I probably don't want to know.

The whole flock had woken up because of Gazzy's proclamation. Max stumbled in and said something that sounded like, "Bring me a Blegg McMuffin, and a flarge Crash Drown," which I took to mean as, "Bring me an Egg McMuffin, and a large Hash Brown." As we were all flying over to McDonalds, Angel said,

"I have a ominous feeling that we should be practicing our Yo Momma skillz." Yes, she said skills like that. I shrugged it off, and as we landed and walked into McHeaven on earth, Mr. Chu's robocreeps came in and said,

"Yo, fellas, and chicks! We challenge ya'll to a Yo Momma smack down." The all said that at the exact same time. Creepy, no? They continued, saying, "Loser gets killed, winner lives." Well, no dip, corn chips! That was when Nudge, always fashion conscious, said, "What if we were all gangstah right now?"

Me: Well, there's your update. Sorry it's so late at night, but this was posted on the seventh!!! Maybe if I turn off the T.V., Fabio will SHUT THE (Insert swear word here) UP! -unplugs T.V.-

Fang/Fabio: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Me: YOU ARE NOT ZAC EFRON!!!!!

I'd like to thank my friend Katie, for giving me the idea while I was at her house. I had to cut her out of the author's note, becuase I finished it at my house. Katie is now really p.o.'ed at me.

FORGIVE ME KATIEEEEEEEEEE!!

Bye,

NinjaGirlWithDagger