Childish: *spinning around* ~We've got reviews~ ~We've got reviews~

Evil: And I'm about to kill her.

She's just excited, as am I! I love reviews! That what makes me a better author.

Emo: And you care… why?

Never mind… let's get to the next chapter…

Chapter 11: Project Planning

Ever since Hans and Clemson had gotten back together, Hans has been more lovey-dovey to Clemson. He was stroking Clemson's red hair. Blowhole looked at them in disgust. He wasn't much of a person who had good relationships. Cartoongirl was reading an Evil magazine, gazing through the articles. The penguins were training, and Savio was reading a book.

"Shouldn't you be working on your homework?" Blowhole asked them.

"It's finished." Cartoongirl replied, not looking up.

"Got it done during class," Savio replied.

"What?" Clemson asked, looking up.

Blowhole sighed.

"Never mind…"

Clemson shrugged and went back to eating the fruit that Hans was placing in his mouth. Savio looked up from his book briefly then back to it.

"So do you think that Luke and those pop girls will be doing anything to us?"

"I would be planning on it. Luke is a grade-A pain in my-"

"Language Cartoongirl," Blowhole replied.

"Bite me." She growled. "We need to do something fun, something unexpected."

"Like what?" Blowhole asked.

"Let's flood the school!" She grinned.

"I'm in!" Clemson exclaimed.

"Great, that'll get you kicked out of school." Savio replied.

"You actually care?" she asked.

"Maybe yes, maybe no. I'm not telling you."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"I got it." Cartoongirl replied, standing up and going over to the door. Sara was standing in the doorway.

"Hey," She replied. "Let's get to work on that project."

"Sara?" The villains asked.

"What's she doing here?" Clemson asked.

"She's my partner for a project we're working on. We're going to be in my room. Disturb us, I'll kill you all and use you're intestines for pillow stuffing and sew your skin to make it into a rug. Later."

Cartoongirl's POV

I pulled Sara into my room. It was a complete mess but I didn't care. I pushed a few things over to the side, clearing a pathway from the junk on the floor. Clothes, books, chew toys, and some CD cases were lying on the ground.

"You have one messy room." Brainiac told me.

"Thanks. I think it looks great. If you're hungry I have some week old Cheezits around here somewhere. Might be under that pile of clothes. I don't know. Okay, let's talk about your project. What are we going to do?" I asked, leaning against the wall.

"Throw them at people?" Evil suggested.

"That would be so cool!" Crazy exclaimed, running around.

"That wouldn't be right! The project is to be counted as 80% of our grade. If we do that then we'll f-"

Evil shoved an old sock in Brainy's mouth.

"Shut up. No one cares."

"I care!" Childish exclaimed, running over to Brainy and hugged her. "Chey needs a good grade! And I like making people happy! Let's make a thing that hugs the egg and protects it!"

"What's the point?" Emo sighed, "No one cares. It's all set up by people who plan on causing pain and misery. But I'm all that anyway."

"Need a knife?" Sadistic asked, holding one up to Emo.

"I have my own," Emo replied, pulling out her own and started cutting herself.

Motherly and Brainiac covered mine and Sara's Childish eyes. Sadistic was standing next to Emo, grinning from ear to ear. Dark and Evil was chatting.

"Okay… Um… we could make a cage and put padding in it so it would protect the egg." Sara replied.

"It's plausible, but we still need to make sure we have a blue print, determine the weight of the egg, wind velocity…"

"SHUT UP!" Dark and Evil snapped at Brainiac.

She cowered, hiding behind Motherly.

"Look bright to the future our dear friends for we will find were our invention begins." Creative smiled.

"What does that mean?" Sara's Fangirl asked.

"It means that the future will determine our project, is that correct?" Artistic asked.

Creative nodded.

"Peanut Butter!" Our Childish sides exclaimed, diving for a jar of peanut butter that was in my room.

"Wait a minute…" I muttered. "That's it! We'll use peanut butter!"

"Peanut Butter?" Sara asked.

"Of course," Brainic replied, taking the jar of peanut butter. "The density of the Peanut Butter will keep the egg from getting harm and Ew… why does this peanut butter have mold on it?"

"So that's where that went!" I replied, taking it. "I've been looking this for months!"

"Please tell me you're not going to eat that," Sara replied.

"Fine, I won't. " I replied.

"Can I have it?" Childish asked.

"No sweetie, you could get sick," Motherly told her.

"So we have a plan." I replied. "Good. Now I have to work on a few defensive moves. I've been slacking on my magic lately and I'm feeling sorta weak."

"Can we watch?" Sara's Childish asked.

"I don't care." I replied, walking out.

Evil: Brainiac was annoying as Brainy.

Brainy: I think she was great.

Creative: Birds of a feather, stick together.

Childish: I agree! …. What does that mean?

*sighs*

Emo: *looks at readers* Review, or don't. I don't care.