by Jeremy Gordon (gordon8_26@yahoo.com)
Note: GUESS WHO'S BACK BACK AGAIN SDM IS BACK HE WISHES YOU WERE DEAD
Lizzie moaned as Gordo took off her pants. He positioned himself for the kill, as Ethan backed him up from behind. They chuckled, and dove in for the kill, as they started to---
*SMASH!* The residents of the neighborhood were surprised when they heard the sound of a computer being tossed out of a window. They sighed, and went back to their daily means. It had to be that crazy fanfic writer, SDM.
Minutes later, SDM walked out of his house. Chuckling nervously, he picked up his computer as his neighbors stared at him. Walking back slowly, he broke into a run and went to set his computer back up. He opened up Wordpad, and began.
Lizzie's Mom in Interview: How did we get Steven Tyler to be on this show? I DON'T KNOW.
Steven Tyler (OF AEROSMITH!!! YEAH!1111 w00t \m/ rock \m/) in Interview: I hate my life. I wish I was DEAD. Except for that sexy Gordo, the cast of this show makes me want to kill myself. Oh yeah, and Aerosmith is better than Led Zeppelin. \m/ rock on \m/
Gordo in Interview: Steven is a BADASS. He ain't a hater, yo. He checkin' it fly diggity fresh, twenty fo' seven. For real, right?
Director: Gordo! They hired a black kid already! You don't need to speak in ebonics anymore!
Gordo in Interview: Thank GOD.
Gordo walked through the doors at his school. Oh cruel world...he really, really hated his life. How he wanted to kill them all. He saw the people he had to work with, and sighed. Another day, another daydream of instantaneous DEATH.
"Anyways, I saw this cute guy, and I was like dang! He's fine!" Lizzie chuckled, as Miranda stared at her in disbelief.
"Shit, I was like, good gracious, ass is bodacious, but you don't see me bragging about it. Just shut up now, okay? It'll be over soon." Gordo's face was grim, as he stared at his feet.
"Why're you hatin'? Right, Miranda?" Lizzie turned to her friend, to get backup.
"I wish you were dead." Miranda threw an evil glare at Lizzie, shocking the blond pop star (yes, another) in disbelief.
"God, just let me die...what? Now? Uh, okay...WOW! IT'S STEVEN TYLER!" Gordo screamed in shock, staring at the wall.
Steven Tyler kicked through the wall, with a microphone in hand. He got ready for his big musical number, and then... "Lizzie's got a gun...Lizzie's got a gun...what has her daddy done? Lizzie's got a gun..."
"Shit, Lizzie's got a gun! Run muthafuckaz, ruuuuun!!!!!" The token black guy screamed, as Lizzie's classmates followed in suit and RAN.
"Oh, you silly bastards...what farsical bastards they are." Gordo smirked, shaking his head.
"Tru dat homey, tru dat..." Miranda nodded, high fiving Gordo.
"Don't touch me. I'm like Prince." Gordo swatted away Miranda's hand.
"What's going on?" Lizzie really didn't know what was going on.
"Can I go now?" Steven Tyler asked, and before anyone could answer, he flew away into the sky.
SDM laughed. "Ahahaha! I am so witty and smart! Oyezoyezoyezoyezoyez! Rock the casbah!"
Suddenly, Steven Tyler jumped out of the TV in SDM's room. "Hey! There's the bastard who portrayed us all wrong!" Joe Perry and the rest of Aerosmith jumped out as well.
"Shit!" SDM screamed, cowering.
"Wanna get drunk and cruise the streets?" Tyler asked, magically producing a beer.
"Damn, FURREAL." And so began the journey of SDM and Aerosmith!
THE END
Sorry, no alternate endings. R/R, you fiends!