-back at home,- ( I own nothing.)
Maxine: Wow, today was an odd day, wierd people, randomness, Hey, Max! I brought a guest, 'that ok?
Max: Yes, that's perfectly fine, who's your friend?
Maxine: This is Ivy Raine Ravenwood, A.K.A. Ivy.
Max: Ah, 'pleasure to meet you, Ivy, I am Maximillion Pegasus J. Crawford, make yourself at home.
Ivy: Are you two related?
Max: Yes, she's my newest Daughter. Isn't that grand?
Ivy: What happened to 3-12?
Mxne: Nonexistant. And I like it that way.
Ivy: Did you kill them?
Mxne: I don't know what's become of them, I've never encountered them myself, but I like having the largest number in this house.
Timmy: Which means you're the youngest! Ha-Ha!
Mxne: Can it, boy, or I'll be all over you like the white in your hair!
Timmy: *hides in corner* eep!
Cecelia: Running from her? Ha! Timothy, you're such a chicken.
Mxne: *whispers*turd.
Ivy: *elbows Mxne.* And I'll be calling you the thirteenth if you don't stop being so mean to them!
Mxne: What? It isn't my fault Timmy's chicken crud and Cecelia's a brat!
Max: ... (boy, I'm glad I'm not Timmy right now.) Maybe I should see what's in this child's mind.
Mxne: (mmm, music videoes.)
Max: (...Land of One Million Drums?... Ouch, it's loud.-)
Mxne: Snooping through my mind, are you?
-a nearby lamp explodes-
Mxne: Do it again, and see if a part of YOU doesn't explode.
Max: ... Riiiight, and your temper will have to cool down. Everyone, go for a swim.
Mxne: I have no swimsuit.
Ivy: Swim? where? Dude, we're in a house, and houses aren't places to swim.
Max: ( hmm, what's in this child's brain?) Ok.(Aha! logic, well, if I haven't ever seen logic before,)
mxne:(what a doof, snooping through my mind, hey, it's being breeched again! there oughtta be some law against this, like, well, I guess privacy of some sort. It is MY brain. Augh! I need a Video. Mmm, the creepy guy on Hit That, man he's Creepy. *video plays, creepy blue guy shows his face* AAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGJH!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Max: Maybe you shouldn't try to scare yourself with things that rediculousely almost realistic!
Mxne: ... Maybe there's some good with your meddling in my mind.
Max: I should hope so.
-dinnertime comes-
Max: We're having a guest for dinner, get ready.
*end of chapter*
Isn't that wonderful? I can think music videos, Max wonders through my mind, and we're about to have dinner, hey, why don't you get something to eat, too, and see what happens in the next chapter, hey, send some suggestions for songs or Videos I could randomly put somewhere, and don't forget to review, no flames please, I have no use for them, yet.
Ivy: Yeah, see ya next chapter.
Maxine: Wow, today was an odd day, wierd people, randomness, Hey, Max! I brought a guest, 'that ok?
Max: Yes, that's perfectly fine, who's your friend?
Maxine: This is Ivy Raine Ravenwood, A.K.A. Ivy.
Max: Ah, 'pleasure to meet you, Ivy, I am Maximillion Pegasus J. Crawford, make yourself at home.
Ivy: Are you two related?
Max: Yes, she's my newest Daughter. Isn't that grand?
Ivy: What happened to 3-12?
Mxne: Nonexistant. And I like it that way.
Ivy: Did you kill them?
Mxne: I don't know what's become of them, I've never encountered them myself, but I like having the largest number in this house.
Timmy: Which means you're the youngest! Ha-Ha!
Mxne: Can it, boy, or I'll be all over you like the white in your hair!
Timmy: *hides in corner* eep!
Cecelia: Running from her? Ha! Timothy, you're such a chicken.
Mxne: *whispers*turd.
Ivy: *elbows Mxne.* And I'll be calling you the thirteenth if you don't stop being so mean to them!
Mxne: What? It isn't my fault Timmy's chicken crud and Cecelia's a brat!
Max: ... (boy, I'm glad I'm not Timmy right now.) Maybe I should see what's in this child's mind.
Mxne: (mmm, music videoes.)
Max: (...Land of One Million Drums?... Ouch, it's loud.-)
Mxne: Snooping through my mind, are you?
-a nearby lamp explodes-
Mxne: Do it again, and see if a part of YOU doesn't explode.
Max: ... Riiiight, and your temper will have to cool down. Everyone, go for a swim.
Mxne: I have no swimsuit.
Ivy: Swim? where? Dude, we're in a house, and houses aren't places to swim.
Max: ( hmm, what's in this child's brain?) Ok.(Aha! logic, well, if I haven't ever seen logic before,)
mxne:(what a doof, snooping through my mind, hey, it's being breeched again! there oughtta be some law against this, like, well, I guess privacy of some sort. It is MY brain. Augh! I need a Video. Mmm, the creepy guy on Hit That, man he's Creepy. *video plays, creepy blue guy shows his face* AAAAAUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGJH!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Max: Maybe you shouldn't try to scare yourself with things that rediculousely almost realistic!
Mxne: ... Maybe there's some good with your meddling in my mind.
Max: I should hope so.
-dinnertime comes-
Max: We're having a guest for dinner, get ready.
*end of chapter*
Isn't that wonderful? I can think music videos, Max wonders through my mind, and we're about to have dinner, hey, why don't you get something to eat, too, and see what happens in the next chapter, hey, send some suggestions for songs or Videos I could randomly put somewhere, and don't forget to review, no flames please, I have no use for them, yet.
Ivy: Yeah, see ya next chapter.