Amara - Yeah, I think I could manage that ;)

Devils sweety - Yup, this isn't gonna end anytime soon!

Mademise - Hmmm, I guess the EdCul/Johnny Depp look isn't for everyone? xD Also, haiii Margaret ;D

Tariana - Aw I will, it is my most treasured item xD

Onyx - YAY I GET ANOTHER KEBAB. WOOT!

Just looked at my The Faceless Ones book and the quote is - 'Her dad had been a big Thin Lizzy fan back in the 1970s, and whenever 'Whiskey In The Jar' came on the radio, he's still sing along, albeit tunelessly.' Ah, I love Desmond xD

One beatiful day in Dublin, Ireland, Valkyrie and Fletcher were hanging out at the totally awesome Sanctuary. They were waiting for Skulduggery, Tanith and Ghastly to get back from some adult crap they were doing and in the mean time Valkyrie was texting and Fletcher was doing his yoga splits, or something.

Valkyrie looked up from her phone. ''Fletcher, what's that you're humming?''

Fletcher turned round. ''Um, it's Best Of Both Worlds, why?'' Valkyrie did her epic death glare at him. ''Please don't say you're singing Hannah Montanna.'' ''What's so wrong with that?'' ''She's terrible.''

''No, she isn't! She's really good!'' Oh shiiiiit. She looks like she's about to eat me. ''Never say Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montanna is a good singer, or I will get Guild to rape you.'' She thought for a few seconds. ''Or I could just get Ghastly to knock you out with one of his loafers.''

''Pfft, whatever. Miley Cyrus is amazing. And totally fine.'' ''I'm just saying, if you ever sing that again I will have to do something horrible to you.'' Fletcher stood up, hands on hips. ''What kind of horrible thing?'' Valkyrie racked her brain quickly. ''I'll...eh...I'll lock you in my dad's car and put Thin Lizzy on repeat.''

*Flashback*

Fletcher, Valkyrie and Desmond were stuck in a traffic jam. Fletcher was having dinner with the Edgleys and they were driving back to Haggard when they had been caught in roadworks. Fletcher and Valkyrie were in the backseat talking quietly when Desmond exclaimed ''Oooh! I love this one!'' He turned the radio way up and Phil Lynott began yelling the chorus to Desmond's favourite song.

''WHACK FOR MY DADDY-O, THERE'S WHISKY IN THE JAR!''

Desmond screeched the lyrics, playing air guitar and headbanging violently. Fletcher clamped his hands over his ears as Valkyrie's dad murdered Thin Lizzy's song. Then buried it. Then dug it up. Them possibly hit it over the head a few times. A baby began crying in the distance.

*End Flashback*

Fletcher's eyes widened in horror. ''You wouldn't.'' ''Oh, but I would. That's what's gonna happen if you keep singing Hannah Montanna.'' ''Nah, you wouldn't. That's way too evil for you.'' She sighed. ''Fletcher, I will crack if you sing any more.''

''You get the beeest of both worlds-''

''Shut up.''

''Chilling it out take it slow-''

''Fletcher...''

''Then you rock out the show-''

''Fletcher, I'm warning you...''

''Mix it all together-''

''I'll be mixing your face and my fist together in a few minutes.''

''AND YOU KNOW YOU GOT THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS!''

''Gahhhhhh...''

Fletcher looked down in confusion. ''Valkyrie, why are you on the floor? Valkyrie? Hello? Oh, shit.''