What's that my little freakish fanfic readers? They have done the dirty deed and declared their love, what else is there to happen? Well erm...not a hell of alot but meph I thought I could make up some drabble crap that might be slightly humorous. You are more than welcomed to flame me, this sort of writing should be accepted here but what can I say, I'm weird and I cannot control myself. Positive reviews are more than welcomed!

I might actually write something decent one day but I wouldn't hold your breath, I think I need to brush up on my literary skills before then, where's that damn Noodle when you need her? This is not beta'ed and it seems my muse died half-way through writing it, I'm sorry ok! I didn't see her on the chair when I sat down! I'll have the muse midgee's knawing on my knee's next, ahhh there is no hope for me.

For this chapter you really should have a good knowledge of all the episodes which Im sure wouldn't be a problem. I also make reference to such things as Weebl and Bob, The Blue Lady and maybe I can even shove Pon in there somewhere, oh the struggle of a shitty writer!

Rating: This chapter is PG-13 for some swearing and suggestive adult content, wah.

Mrs Disclaimer: No I didn't sink the boat, No I don't have a funky last name, and no I am (thank god) not Gail Berman. I didn't create Dark Angel and I don't own it. Don't sue me because I will chuck a shit, cry and snot all over your suit and tie. Rhyme, Yay!

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-))Gobbledygook((-

::Q.u.a.r.k.z:: - ((heavy_as_empty@hotmail.com))

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After the mind blowing sex our hero's put themselves through (oh the irony!) the thought of getting up and watching some late night infomericials didn't really appeal, I mean who the hell does that appeal too....hey don't look at me like that.

Slightly shaky Max got up off Logan's lap and stumbled to find her clothes, she never knew that having a keyboard used in such an experimental way would be so kinky, not to mention the fact that the key's where removable, woops I wondered where the num lock key went, heh Logan better wash that one before he puts it back....

Lazily she walked into the office stumbling on all kinds of objects on the floor until she came across a 2m x 5m puddle of Jello mixed with mashed potato smeared on the floor, she shuddered at the recollection. Mashed Potato flavored Jello was so wrong, Chicken tar tare? Hopefully she could clean it up before Bling came in for his daily session, the thought of him walking in on Logan and her while they where trying to clean it up wouldn't be a good sight, besides Max was sure Logan would get carried away with the vacuum cleaner or whatever cleaning device they where using. She really didn't want to think about what he could do with those attachments not to mention the reverse suction, she also didn't really want to think about what Bling's face would look like, the poor man had an already too-ugly face as it was, wouldn't want to alter it to George Bush proportions. Quickly banishing the horrible premonition from her mind she concentrated on getting around lake jello without falling on her ass...she had enough bruises there as it was...damn Logan and his soap on a rope fantasies.

Soon enough Max had found 96.7% of her clothes and had managed to put the one's that where still fully intact on. She walked back into the kitchen to find Logan only he was no-where in sight. After some minor curses under her breath she began picking up all his things which where scattered in every which direction. Soon enough she heard the water turn off and a very wet and disheveled Logan came strolling errr woops....wheeling into the kitchen.

"Hey Max" he piped up contently, sounding very happy for someone who just a while ago had a toothbrush shoved up his.....never mind.

"Morning Logan" Max replied casually.

"You wanna have a shower while I whip us up something to eat?" Logan jumped straight into their usual M/L banter that they always seem to jump into (How can you jump into banter? Why can't you leap into it? Step, Fall, Swim maybe? WHY?!?!?!? Ahem....)

" Yeah may as well, I better have a shower before I go to work, I'm going to get enough questions from OC as it is" Max replied as she started to walk towards the bathroom, stepping slightly to the left as she avoided lake jello.

Quicker than you can say "foxarethedirtiestpiecesofuselessshitontheplanetandapatheticexcuseforanetwork" Max was out of the shower and scooting into the kitchen just in time because Logan had just finished making breakfast.

*Vrooooooooooooooooooooooooooom Swiiiiiiiiiiiiish DING DING GO JERRY GO JERRY!!*

"What the freaking hell was that? Max squeaked as the unexpected sound swished through the kitchen.

"Ohhh that's TV Magic, don't you ever notice it in episodes? You know I always seem to whip up a culinary miracle just in time for you to come eat it?" Logan replied matter-of-factly.

"Nope never noticed, but I suppose with my genetically enhanced hearing it's not like I could pick up on stuff like that!" Max now had a sudden air of ditziness around her angelic head, Logan pondered for a breif moment. "What ever happened in the episode Kidz are Aiight?" Max questioned, oh she was an alert one wasn't she?

"Well because of budget cut's Fox decided to cut out TV Magic from our annual fee's. In that ep we obviously didn't have the service because the chicken never got cooked, we never ate it and you paid me out. Max nodded. You would have also noticed that in the episode "Bag Em" that it actually showed me cooking food, which has never happened in previous episodes, the food just always seemed to be there, of course you never see us eat in S2 either because we had no TV magic to make us edible food" Logan replied with a slight grimace on his face.

"Ohhh I get it now *light bulb*, so thats why I look like an anorexic twig in S2, I just didn't eat" Max put on one of her suprised Max faces, you know like in "Kidz are Aiight" when she found out about Zack's contact number! She went "OoOoOo I can't believe it!", Still not with me? Bah, well she was suprised we'll leave it at that. No no NO not a birthday suprise look, a groundbreaking revelation suprise, geez don't you people ever listen?! (Quarkz shakes her head in clear happiness (aggravation actually)

"Precisely, hey how do you know all this? This fanfiction is set in S1, S2 hasn't happened yet...." Ohhhh na na na na ponderation.

"I saw the ad for S2 on the re-run channel the other night...By the way, what the hell's up with your hair?." Max quipped, ignoring the fact that her hair was just as bad, yes she even had noticed that they where using her as a sex symbol to lure in 12 year old boys to the 9pm Friday time slot but good old Maxie decided to ignore this factor...I mean she was getting paid right?

"Oh well umm, thats another thing Fox pulled the plug on...Hair-dressing fee's. It seems that we also didn't have the fund's to supply proper hair stylists so they just let my hair grow and then combed it so it looked semi-ok. Besides, the team though it was a good idea at the time, My head came in handy for mopping the floor after shooting and I also housed a nest of orphaned squirrels." Logan remarked proudly.

"How....touching, so what's for breakfast?" Max had come to the conclusion that Logan was prattling, Max didn't like prattling it gave her less air-time and made her life seriously boring, she decided that food was a good alternative, besides she had to stock up her fat supply's, looks like she was gonna be doing the whole of the next season drinking water and sipping on cheap champagne. *sigh* What was a genetically engineered piece of perfection such as herself to do? Where's that damn Pizza boy when you need him....

"Well I'm sorry I don't have anything else but I had to re-heat the dinner from "Meow", seems how you didn't turn up I had to put it back in the fridge...funny though I don't recall having it further into the episode but lets ignore that factor shall we (Quarkz nods). You know about the whole TV magic thing and because I can't cook for shit I had to scramble around my fridge for something edible, this was the only thing I could find...looks like this will be the last dinner we have until Virtual Season 3...."

"Thats coo (I'm guessing this is a word, other fanfic writers use it, I'm just trying to keep up with the street slang ya'all, word from the motha, ya here me? yer *rapper pose* werd.)" Max became confused at the appearance of the authors little tangent.

Suddenly with no warning (no warning, doesn't that mean suddenly?! Hmmmm) the doorbell shrilled through the penthouse's pretty little walls. Well I think Logan has a doorbell, if he doesn't he does now, this is a fanfiction I can do what I want, Shush! Logan casually put down the 2 year old green looking gloop and casually scooted towards the door. With a quick flick of the wrist and a flex of his right bicep - just for Max ;). Logan opened the door to reveal.....insert suspense here

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Jesus and he had brought a..........casserole. Mmmm casserole.

Suddenly again! (You can have 2 suddenly's in the space of 30 seconds?! Yikes!) A dark cloud va va voomed over the roof of the penthouse, Logan thought it was damned Mrs Mereno doing her rain dance again, he really wished she would stop living in the tent on his roof even though for a tent it had quite a nice bathroom...and a flush able toilet, awww modern luxuries. He had been ever confused since "Female Trouble" why she had moved up there, he was the bachelor, he deserved the penthouse not some crinkle cut-cane using old hag! Oh the injustice! Logan picked up his limp leg 30cm off the wheelchair pedestals and dropped it back down, the falling lump of meat made enough of a thump to be classed as a stamp of aggravation, Logan smiled at his achievement, he was about to get started on his perfectly thought out aggravated 'Grrrr' but was quickly snapped out of his reverie when the dark cloud started talking...damn darn it, this is fucking weird!

"I am the Blue Lady, I need teeth, Me like teeth, teeth are gooooood" The ghostly figure loomed above the trio, all has seriously un serious looks on their faces, cracking up wasn't an option dammit this is a drama series!

"lo Max, you have teeth?" Max shook her head.

"lo Logan you have teeth?" Logan shook his head.

"lo Jesus you have teeth?" Jesus shook his head.

The blue lady now looked around, twitching, grring and maybe even a little bit of squidging for good measure....the BL was pissed off and because she was the BL she was allowed to be pissed off, she was evil and she was angry. Realizing that she wasn't going to get any teeth from these weird pathetic excuses for characters she decided to leave, back to the high place where teeth where plentiful and she even had hot Ben as her lapdog...oh the luxuries of being an in dependant woman in the 21st century.

The BL sighed in eagerness. *sigh* She had an agenda and the agenda was teeth, these morons had no teeth, well they did but they where attached and the BL really didn't want to get blood on her new dry cleaned shall blue and white dress thingame, besides she left her teeth removing utensils back with god, that damn man was so clumsy she was sure he would be experimenting on that poor little sheep again, the BL flinched when she was brutally reminded of the last time, She shrugged and continued with her ummm...broadcast.

"This has been a public service announcement brought you by CNN" The godly voice slowly ascended back up into the heavans, a bright light was seen and there was angels going 'Awwwww', well you know 'Ahhhh' or something like that, how angels go anyway, I'm sure you understand where I'm coming from right. Suddenly (da-mn not again!) the bright light, the gospel angels and crazy sadistic insane BL where gone.

"Holy shit on Tuesdays toast what the frooking hell was that?!" Max demanded a little suprised by the fact that CNN now broadcasted from heaven, I mean it was bad enough with them down on earth and now they had heavenly power?! This was just too much.

"Yeah after the pulse CNN closed down production because rats infested their building (they could hear them knawing you know), CNN where disgruntled so they moved up into heaven, it seems that their head director had an affair with Moses so... babble nobody cares about

"Hmmmm, Yes of course, really, true, damn ya kidding, wow, ohhhh, woo" Max tried to seem interested but for Max that was very hard, she was showing alot of patience for someone who has no patience and alot was too much. She decided that Logan was prattling again thus it gave her less airtime, she needed to put a stop to this so she reached into her pocket and whipped out a....shaver!

"OH MY JESUS CHRIST NOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOOoOoOoOoOo *breahe* OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo!!!!!!"

"Bless you my son" Jesus said with his mouth full of casserole, that was damned good casserole...damn good casserole.

A/N: Oh such an internal struggle! I really don't know how I am gonna continue this shit but I will if you want me too. I only came back to this story because it was 11pm and I was bored as all hell, by the looks of it, Chapter 2 turned into a drabble of merciless crap that should really be posted but meph I need something right? Flame or Praise away...