(Firestar calls Sandstorm)
Ring, ring, ring!
Sandstorm: Hello, this is Burger King. How may I take your heads off? I mean how may I help you? I mean-will you go to the dance with me? I mean-may I take your order? That's it! Thanks dude! May I take your order?
Firestar: Ok, let's see, I'll have a hamburger with those curly fries…do you have peas?
Sandstorm: Yes, you mean the little green things the size of your brain?
Firestar: Yes. Oh, and I want a 7-up – no wait-diet coke and a smoothie with a bobble head. I want the Strawberry Shortcake one.
Sandstorm: Ok, anything else?
Firestar: Nope, that should be good.
Sandstorm: OK. Now what did you call me for?
Firestar: To order my meal, of course!
Sandstorm: Come on, what do you want?
Firestar: You know what, you're right. I'll have cheese and mustard on my burger. Thank you!
Sandstorm: Um…you're welcome?
Firestar: Bye.
Sandstorm: Bye!
A/N: I know, pretty short chapter. I was just hungry for burgers at the time so…:)
