A Collab of Alphabetical Proportions

Yep, still Ninja C here. If anyone's still reading this after last chapter… I'M SORRY, OKAY?!

More Gazzy. Again, I'M SORRY! I mean, come on, it's G.

Disclaimer: I wonder what would happen to a person who said they did own Max Ride. Wait, then it wouldn't be a disclaimer. POINT DISPROVEN!

G is for: Gullible Gazzy

One day Iggy strode up to the Gasman, that look in his eye that I knew meant something bad. I sat back and decided to watch the show.

"Hey, Gaz," Iggy prefaced, and the girls came a bit closer to see what was going on. "There's gullible written on the ceiling."

"Psh," Gazzy pshed. "You think I'd fall for that? Besides, how would you know?" He stalked triumphantly to the TV.

"You sure got him that time, Ig," Fang put in sarcastically, and he and the girls left again.

"Sorry, Ig, but I'm with Fang on that one," I added. "That was pathetic."

"Oh, just wait," Iggy said. I rolled my eyes.

Half an hour later, we were strolling the streets of Chicago, our latest pit stop on the great ride of life.

"Hey, Max," Iggy said as he came up beside me.

"Hey, what?" I responded.

"You remember how I said to just wait? Yeah, waiting's over."

"Can't wait to see what this is about," I said cheekily, putting emphasis on the pun.

"Har-dee-har," Fang said helpfully, which made me stick out my tongue at him.

Iggy left to go do his business while Fang and I watched eagerly, at the same time trying to rein in the little-girl-shopping gene that was apparently never put into my system. I certainly never acted this way when I was Nudge's age.

"Gaz," Iggy tapped him on the shoulder. "I heard somewhere that if you say 'elephant' really, really slowly, it sounds like 'gullible'."

"Please," I muttered quietly to Fang. "Gazzy would never - "

"Really?" Gazzy looked shocked. "Hang on, hang on – elllllllllllleeeeeephaaaaaaaaannnnnnnttttt. Wait – lemme try it again - "

But we were all already laughing in his face. Realization came onto his face.

"You suck, Iggy," he said, stomping ahead a few paces, and we all took the rest of the walk recounting how gullible Gazzy is.

Oh my god. This time the story was actually from Tassel630 and her uncle Chuck. Oh, Tassel, I love your uncle.

Next chapter shall be: Akira43. It's about time someone else wrote something.