After reading "The Last Song" by IdgieBay, I needed to STOP crying. Now, for some classic EXTREME humor.

A Day With My Hero, Gaz.

            Gaz had just gotten home from school. She had threatened Mr. Elliot into not giving her homework, so she had nothing too do. She plopped down on the couch and snagged the remote. "Fun with fungi… No. Do-it-Yourself Wool socks… uh-uh. Invader Zim… seen it. Care for your own pet blister… gross. The llama dance channel…. THERE'S NOTHING ON!" She threw the remote at the now opening front door, breaking it too pieces on her brothers head. "Ow! Yeesh, Gaz! Ya know… Dad's gonna make you pay for that." He looked unusually pulverized, and had a short temper. "So? If you care so much, why don't you pay for it?" Dib sighed, and slumped up the stairs into his room.

            She marched into the kitchen, to get a little snack. She digged threw the cupboards. After a while, she emerged with a bag of potato chips. *Lay's, I might add* She dragged the unusually large bag to the couch, and turned on her game slave, while shoving them in her pie-hole. "AHHHH! HOW… but…. I NEVER DIE! I CANT BELIEVE IT KILLED ME!" She chucked the new-champion Game slave across the room, as Dib was walking down the stairs. "Hey! Cant you just turn things off like a normal person! That hurt!" He walked into the kitchen, probably too get some ice for the forming bruise around his now cracked glasses. "Dib! I'm bored!" "*pain* so…. What do you want me too do?" "I don't know!" She said, annoyed. "Entertain me!" Dib sighed, as he opened up the freezer. Gaz just ignored him, as she went up to her room. She decided she should draw. She pulled out a sketch book, and began drawing.    *blank nothing time* She gave a light giggle, as she ripped the page from her book. She pinned it on her wall, with a bunch of skool newspaper articles criticizing her brother. It was a picture of a Chupa -Cabera Carefully squishing Dib's head with it's enormous, clawed foot. She tossed the book aside, and stepped out of the room.

            "Are those my tato chips?" Dib was walking up the stairs, wearing a helmet and eating the chips that were left on the couch. "I unno.." He said, his mouth full. "You better replace those, or I will make the rest of your day a living heck…" "O! I 'an eat what e'er I wan!" Gaz gave an angry flinch. "Fine! Just take my stuff…" She said, walking away. After a dull moment, Dib realized something. "Wait! The door is that way! That my room!" As he said that, Gaz emerged with a very expensive looking tracking devise. "Either you give me 5 bucks to pay for my chips, or your stupid toy gets it." "No! They weren't yours!" At that, she slammed the devise into the banister, smashing it to pieces. She picked up 6 batteries that had rolled out of the debris. "Hmph… that should make up for the chips. Now I don't have to pay for GS batteries." "But… didn't you break your…" "SHUT UP!" Dib bent down to pick up the pieces, while Gaz lept to the stares, kicking Dibs head about a foot in front of her. He beat her down the stairs, head first. She gave a little laugh, and put her foot on his stomach. "Now, you are going to go get me some chips. Clear?" "But, you said…" She stomped down. "YES! YES GAZ! NOW, WOULD  YOU PLEASE GET OFF!?!" She leapt over him, putting a huge amount of pressure on his lower belly. She plopped back on the couch, and watched Dib writhe in pain. This… was entertainment.

A normal day with my hero, Gaz.