Hello again! I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of the Freakiest LMG

Fic! Well, after being bored for a few hours, another chapter came to

me!

Here it is:

Chapter 2: In Lizzie's Room

*****

Well, after a hard day of cheering, Gordo wanted to hit the sack. His

mother and father had neglected to pack the poor boy a sleeping bag,

and

the McGuire's had been covered in molasses for Matt's project.(Whatever

the hell it was!)

"Gordo," said Jo-still in maid costume, "I know you and Lizzie are

good

friends who would never do anything bad, so since Matt is using all our

cloth except clothing and blankets, you will have to sleep in Lizzie's

bed." Lizzie gasped, and ran to the drug store to pick up the nifty

Birth

Control Patch.(Side effects include stroke, heart attack, and other

serious things. Does not prevent STD's or HIV)

The phone rang, and Gordo picked it up. "Hello?"

"Gordo! It is I! Miranda! You have been chosen!"

"For what?"

"The claw has chosen you! You will be given to an annoying child who

will give it to their dog and it will bite your head off!" said

Miranda.

(A/N I realize this is a run-on sentence!)

"Did the nice surgeons have you watch Toy Story while they were sewing

your head on while Larry blew it off when you were unconscious?" asked

Gordo in a squeaky voice used while talking to infants.

"How'd you know?"

"I watched it while the got my fingers out of a bowling ball," he said

as Lizzie entered. She locked the door, and disconnected the phone.

"Now there will be no interruptions," said Lizzie. She spun around

like

the Sims do when they changed, and she turned into the Maxim girl in

the

gold bikini. She opened her coat, and in a sultry voice says,"Maxim

hair

color. For tips, bleached, or all over color. In the men's grooming

section."

"Ziggy zoggy, ziggy zoggy, oy oy oy!!!" screamed Gordo as he ran out

of

her room. Lizzie spun around again, this time, in naughty lingerie

designed by that woman in Titanic.

"Oops, wrong time period," said Lizzie, and she spun around again.

This

time, she was wearing that Nicole Kidman 2nd "Diamonds Are a Girl's

Best

Friend" outfit from Moulin Rouge. Then Gordo came running back.

"Oh mama!" he said in a Johnny Bravo like voice. Sam McGuire walked

past

Lizzie's open bedroom door.

"All right Lizzie! I'm so glad you found a job that suits you," he

said.

"Silly Daddy, I'm not a hooker!It's Gordo, see," she said pulling up

his

head.

"Ah, yes! I won't tell your mother," said Sam as he shut the door.

Gordo pulled a Sims spinning movement, and was in a Luke Skywalker

outfit. He pulled out a light saber, and penetrated through the pink

fabric, revealing a red dress that she was originally going to wear for

"Smouldering Temptress" with the duke.

"That's my cue to change again," said Gordo as he spun. This time, he

became Christian! "We should be lovers!"

"We can't do that," sang Lizzie.

"We should be lovers! And that's a fact!"

"But nothing, would keep us together."

"We should try, just for one night!"

"We could be heroes, for forever and ever!" they began singing in

unison."We could be heroes, just for one night, and we could be heroes

for forever and ever. And we can be heroes for one night."

"And I will always love you," started Gordo.

"And I hope that it comes true! How wonderful I feel. Now you're in

the

world. You're going to be bad for business, I can tell," sang/ said

Lizzie. Then she kissed Gordo.

"Hold on, what business?"

"Moulin Rouge, Satine is a Courtesan."

"A what?" asked Gordo. "I've never seen the movie."

"Ok Moulin Rouge is like a whore house. Some dude named Harold owned

the

place, and had his cancan girls. Satine was the sparkling diamond. A

Courtesan is a whore. Got it?" asked Lizzie slowly turning back into

herself.

"Ah! I remember now! I took a class in Hooker Studies in fifth grade.

Just slipped my mind," he said as he also was back in his

five-sizes-too-small tux. Then, Lizzie's bedroom became Satine's

dressing

room.

"I'm sorry, Christian. I have to sleep with the Duke. He wants the

evil

Tsar to have the Courtesan at the end of the play. And I have to sleep

with him tonight, so that we might have a chance at the sitar player

getting me. That's how I want it to end. Gotta go! Come what may!"

"Shit! Ok, I need a break. La Tango de Roxanne up here after the

break,"

said Gordo turning into the director of the film/fic. I walk into the

story.

"Whoa whoa whoa. Adam, what are you doing?" I said.

"The cast needs a break. Ashlie is tired of being a ghost, Hilary

needs

a nap, the guy who plays Tudgeman is out of bullets in his bazooka,

LaLaine needs her head back,Robert was frightened of Hilary and my

interlude, and I am dizzy from all those costume changes."

"Fine, the cast can have a break!"

"Yeah!" they yelled.

*****

As Adam gave away, La Tango de Roxanne is coming up. If you're

wondering

why I'm adding Moulin Rouge to the second and third chapter, check out

my

pen name. :). Isn't this fiction nuts?