All right! Here we go with the backstage stuff!

Goofy walked into Max's dressing room eating a taco. "Hey, Max, do you have any hot sauce?"

"No." Max answered, not looking up from his comic book.

"Oh." He paused. "Hey, can I use your bathroom?"

"Sure."

"Thanks." Goofy set the taco down on the table and headed for the bathroom.

Max looked at the taco longingly. He was hungry, and he hadn't eaten a taco for a long time. It looked warm, juicy, and crunchy. He slowly walked over to it. 'I'm sure he won't mind if I just took a bite.' He thought. He took a bite. 'Oh, God, that tastes so good...' He took another bite, and then another until it was all gone. He licked his fingers and his lips clean, then went back to his comic book.

Goofy came out of the bathroom and went to the table. He gasped. "Where's my taco?"

Max froze. 'Aw, dammit!"

"Max, have you seen my taco?" Goofy asked.

"Uh...no." Max lied easily. He burped, and covered his mouth.

Goofy slowly turned towards Max. He gaped at him, then frowned. "You."

"What?" Max asked innocently.

"You stole my taco!" Goofy exclaimed. "And then you ate it!"

Max started sweating. "Uh...heh..." He stood up and started running towards the door.

"Hey! GET BACK HERE!" Goofy chased after Max "YOU OWE ME A TACO!"

XXX

"Dude...I'm so freaking bored. Bobby complained.

"Hmmm...wanna play a game?" PJ asked

"Sure!"

PJ stood up. "All right. There are some games in the closet."

PJ walked to the closet, opened it and gasped as he saw Max and Roxanne making out.

Max glared at PJ and grabbed the handle. "Do you mind?" He slammed the door shut.

PJ walked zombielike back to Bobby "Maybe we should go somewhere else..."

XXX

One morning, Max dreamt he was floating on water. He felt the sun on his face, and the wind blowing through his hair. He stretched and felt something poking his face. Opening his eyes, he gasped in shock as he saw a bird looking down at him. He yelped and shot up. Looking around, he realized he was out in the middle of the lake on his mattress!

"Holy..." He looked towards the shore, where PJ and Boby were laughing hysterically. He growled at them angrily. 'Ohhh...those bastards. They'll get what's coming to them...'

XX

Bobby stared lazily out his window. He sighed as he admired the brightly, cloudless sky, the rtich, green grass and trees...

Suddenly, a werewolf popped up in front of his window and made growling sounds. Bobby screamed in fright and fell over.

Max sank deep in the bushes and laughed to himself. He heard someone coming and sat still.

PJ skated up towards Bobby's house. Max shook the bushes to get his attention. PJ walked over inquiringly. Max shook the bushes one more time. When PJ got close, he shot out of the bushes and roared.

PJ screamed in fright and ran inside Bobby's house. "DUDE! There's a werewolf outside!"

"I KNOW!" Bobby exclaimed. "It was scary..."

PJ's cell phone rang. "Hello?"

"PJ! It's Max." Max said frantically. "Dude, there's a werewolf chasing me! AAH! IT GOT ME! OH, GOD!"

PJ's eyes widened. He dashed out on his skateboard followed by Bobby. "WE'RE COMING, MAX!"

PJ and Bobby dashed to Max's house where they saw Max sprawled over his porch steps lifeless and bloody.

Bobby gasped. "We're too late!"

"Max!" PJ exclaimed. He ran over and picked up his friend's body. He sniffed. "Buddy." He sobbed into Max's chest. Bobby helped PJ carry Max inside and lay him on the couch. They slowly trudged back outside and sat on the porch.

"What are we gonna tell Mr. G?" PJ asked sadly. "How are we gonna tell him?"

As if on cue, Goofy drove up. "Hey, fellers! Why the long faces?"

PJ swallowed and stood up. "Mr. G...you better come inside. There's something you should see."

Goofy followed the two boys inside. PJ gasped as hje saw Max sitting on the couch with his feet on the coffee table and one arm behind his head and one hand on the remote. He looked over at his dad and friends.

"Oh, hey, guys! What's up?"

PJ stared in shock and horror. "I-but-you-blood! And...werewolves!"

Max faked confusion. "What are you talking about, Peej?"

PJ stared dumbly. Then his eyes fell on a werewolf mask. Realization dawned on PJ...

"You tricked us..." PJ Glared at Max and clenched his fists.

"Well, that's what you get for pushing out in the middle of the lake!" Max replied. He closed his eyes, smirked and folded his arms.

WHAM!

PJ punched Max hard in the faced. "Don't you ever do that to me again! EVER!"

"It was a joke!" Max shot back, clutching his eye.

PJ closed his eyes, turned his hell, and slammed the door behind him.

"...You know, you probably shouldn't fake your death as a prank." Bobby commented.