Time for reviewers! Woooooooooooo! Reviews!

!: this is not a Mary-Sue, why would Freddy hate a Mary-Sue?

Swimmerkitti: Yay! People like my story! Oh, btw, I meant to tell you this, whenever I'm deciding whether or not to read a new story, I check the reviews, and if you've reviewed it and it's a good review I read it, and if you've given it a bad review then I don't read it! Unless I'm really, really bored...so, ice-cream for you!

pUNK fROG: in the SOR movie, Freddy says how rubbish a drummer Meg White is (which is soooo true, but we've been through all this) so I think he'd hate to listen to them, like I do! Stupid Meg White...

Rockin awesome: ignore who? Lol, I'm getting good at this ignoring thingy.

Xobadrhymer03: thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you...

Kate-Emma-Lestrange: I'm not that evil! Really! Honestly! Maybe...

Nanners-77: well, well, I'll lock you in the fridge and you will be trapped there and in a 100 years time you'll fall out and be in the future! Like Futurama! I love that show.

Sandy-Pandy: I don't know, but I know how you can find out...read this chapter! Then review it! Yahoo!

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Zack and Wyverna had decided to go on a double date before band practice, (A/N: I guess I'm making this kinda like a parody of a Mary-Sue, so...), and although Zack was only about twelve, he still somehow was allowed to take her out to the swankiest restaurant in town. But before that, they decided to go to the cinema.

Wyverna immediately called Katie, who now lived just down the road, so Katie came straight over to help her decide what to wear.

In the end they picked out a black pleated skirt and a pink top, with Cute, not just clever written on, and a neon pink headband. (A/N: Has anyone aside from me ever noticed that? How they make the Mary-Sue or whoever dress totally preppy, but Zack/Freddy still really likes them? Grrrrrrr...)

Katie was also going on the double date with them, so they picked out an outfit for her too. They chose a white top with I'm a babe, get used to it written on, in pink, denim jeans with pink-checked turn-ups, those weird beige boots with straps on that look really dumb and a white headband. (For all you guys in America, I'm just letting you know that that's the fashion here in Olde England right now.) Also, Wyverna put on a lilac woolly poncho, and Katie had the same one in pale blue.

They then waited for Zack and Freddy to pick them up in their cars. When they were in sight, Wyverna let out a little squeal.

"Oops! Sorry, but I've uh, forgotten something! I'll be back in a minute, I swear!"

She ran into the house, and reappeared with an overly large shoulder bag, with a plug trailing at one end.

"What's that?" asked Katie, pointing at the bag.

"What?" asked Wyverna, innocently.

"That...that...that thing!"

"Uh, um, it's a...a...uh, curling irons!"

"But you don't have curly hair!"

"Exactly! I might feel like a new look when I'm in the cinema, and go to the toilets, then oh no! I don't have my curling irons, so I can't!"

"Good idea!" nodded Katie. "If we had time, I'd get my straighteners!"

Luckily for Katie and her straighteners, Freddy and Zack pulled up, in their matching convertibles. Freddy's was red, and Zack's was black. He had AC/DC's Back in Black playing really loudly in his car, while Freddy was playing one of SOR's latest hits Red Like The Color of my Car.

(Ok, ok, I admit it. I couldn't think of some song with 'red' in it. So sue me. Not really! Hehe...nervous laugh)

The girls squealed, and jumped in, as the boys revved up, and then speeded off, killing Dewey on the way, but nobody really cared. (Poor Dewey. Hey, I know! Anyone wanna marry Dewey? Tell me if you do, and you can be in my fic! Yay!)

At the cinema they decided to go see Mean Girls. Halfway through Wyverna decided to leave, and set up her evil plan. (Yes! At last! I've made it to a plan without getting sidetracked! Stupid short attention span, stupid stupid...mutters under breath for a while Oh yeah! The story!)

Wyverna leant over to Katie.

"Hey, you wanna come to the bathroom and borrow my curlers? I can turn them into straighteners for you..."

"But I have straight hair right now!" said Katie, happily. (Man, what an airhead. Ah, well. She'll do for the purposes of this story. Wait – this story has no purpose. Ah, well. I really have to stop with the brackets, and the sidetracking. Ah, well...)

Wyverna thought fast. This was going to be harder than she'd originally thought.

"Uh, well, I can curl your hair, and if you don't like it, I can straighten it for you!"

"Touché!"

And the two girls headed off to the bathroom. Little did Katie know exactly what evil destiny was in store for her that fateful day...

In the bathroom, Wyverna quickly heated up the curlers, and then pulled out the lighter fluid she'd also brought with her. She poured the lighter fluid all over the curlers, and decided to leave the stuffed toy and waffle iron in her bag. She then leant over Katie.

"Ok. This shouldn't take long."

She grabbed hold of as much of Katie's hair as she could, then clamped the irons around it. The hair immediately dropped off then burst into flames, and trapped Katie in a corner, who started screaming.

"Oh no! Oh no! Oh no!" shrieked Wyverna, jumping up and down, pleased at her success. A bit of burning hair came near her, and she got down on her knees. "Ohhhhhhhhhh...fire..." a massive grin came over her face, and she stayed there, mesmerized by the fire. "Like I said, this shouldn't take long..."

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In the next chapter, find out what Freddy thinks of it all, how Katie looks with only a few clumps of hair and what was the purpose of it all? Does it even have a purpose? Find out next time on...Psycho Girl!