Yet another chapter of this insanity. Oh, and If you'd care to know what Melvin looks like, imagine a really shrimpy-looking guy with plaid pants that are pulled up too high, a white shirt with a pocket protector, those incredibly thick square glasses, and a nametag pinned to his shirt. Coach is a big muscular guy wearing sweats and a whistle.

Elora led the girls of the Angry Mob to a phone booth. "Okay, you, get outta there! We need the phone!" she yelled throwing Sandy the sheep out of the booth. "Hmph! Girls..." he muttered as he walked away. The girls crowded into the phone booth and shut the door.

"Now, who should we call to get rid of the Mary-Sue?" asked Bianca. Sheila flipped through the phone book. "How about the Animorphs? They helped us get rid of Clem.

Elora dialed their number. All the girls waited for a moment.

"Hello?" came Marco's voice.

"Hi! This is the Angry Mob. Well, the girls of the Angry Mob actually." Elora said.

"Oh, hi guys! What's up?" in the background they could hear a battle going on, and the other Animorphs yelling.

"Are you busy?"

"Um...kinda."

"Because we were going to ask you guys to come get rid of a Mary-Sue for us."

"Hold on a second..." Elora could hear Jake talking to Marco for a moment, then "Sorry, we're in the middle of something. Jake says to introduce the Mary Sue to someone else that she can bug."

"Well, thanks anyway. Bye!" Elora hung up.

Marco hung up and picked up his game controller and went back to playing. "Hey! No fair, I was on the phone!" he yelled as Rachel's character shot his character.

"Tough luck!"

The doorbell rang, and they heard the sound of it being answered, then some weird babbling and a scream. Cassie put down her game controller. "I'll go pull Ax off the pizza guy." She sighed.

Meanwhile, The Angry Mob girls managed to squeeze out of the phone booth. Fortunately, they had plenty of butter. "We need to find someone else to dump this Mary- Sue on." Elora said. "Who do we know?"

"I've got a better idea." Said some other random female. "Why don't we bring in the Mary-Sues natural enemy?"

"Who?"

"Come on, I'll show ya where he lives!"

Five and a half seconds later, they were right back at the Angry Mob's hideout.

"Ug...story warping..." moaned Bianca. "I think I'm gonna be sick."

"Don't back down now! We've got to save the guys from the Mary-Sue!" encouraged Elora. She opened the door and they went inside to find pure chaos. Spyra was sitting on the couch telling some of the guys how she escaped from an evil castle, some of the other guys were fighting over who liked Spyra more, and Leroy the Llama had been kicked out of his place on the couch and was standing in a corner looking very cross.

"Hey girls!" yelled Hunter. "Guess what? It turns out that Spyra is actually Spyro's long lost twin sister!"

"Geeze, it's getting worse!" Bianca whispered. "Okay buddy, do your stuff!" she said, pushing their new friend out in front. It was a fat, balding guy who wore a comic-book-promoting T-shirt, sneakers, and carried a laptop. "Okay Spyra," shouted Elora, "Meet Logic!"

Spyra's face fell as she saw the guy standing in the living room. "Oh no!" she gasped. "Oh yes!" said Logic as he fired up his laptop. "I have here a complete account of this Angry Mob story, and I have a few questions to ask you."

"No!" yelled Spyra as she tried to run. Elora and Bianca caught her and held her there. All the guys stood around stupidly.

"Now," began Logic, reading back into the story, "How could Melvin have severely injured your family when you were a young girl if he was only created some weeks ago?"

"I...um...he..." Spyra struggled to answer, her fear plainly obvious.

"And how did you instinctively know the Angry Mob could help you when you only heard about them once?"

"Um...er...I..I..."

"And just now you said that you were Spyro's long-lost twin sister. How come he didn't recognize you or seem to remember anything that happened in your story?"

"Well...because...he...he...he..."

"If you're really Spyro's twin, then why aren't you purple like him?"

"Um...ah...genetics!...Um...I"

"And why are your wings rainbow colored, which is a physical impossibility in dragons?"

"Um...t-t-t-t-they um"

"I...I...I...I DON'T KNOW!" screamed the Mary-Sue as she writhed in pain. Logic had done his job. Spyra struggled against Bianca and Elora, but to no avail. She gave a final unearthly shriek before exploding and was sent back to the land of Sues from where she came.

"Thanks, Logic." Said Sheila.

"Don't mention it. Those guys should snap out of the 'Sue Trance' within a few minutes. Now, there's a few things I'd like to point out about this story."

"Okay, bye!" shouted the girls, pushing him out the door as he continued pointing out plot holes. "First of all, Melvin's plan is technologically impossible because..."

SLAM!

He was cut off as they shut and bolted the door behind him. The guys woke up. "Hey, where'd Spyra go?" asked Spyro.

"She's gone." Said Sheila. "She was a Mary-Sue."

"Oh no!" exclaimed Hunter. "A Mary-Sue, here?"

"We took care of it." Elora said. "But poor Leroy is never going to be the same again!"

Leroy was sitting in his spot on the couch, watching cartoons. He looked nonchalant.

Me- zzzzzzzzzzzzz

Akiro (sneaks up behind with cymbals and starts banging them really loudly)

Me- YAAAAAHHHHHH! What was that for?

Akiro- It took you more than a stinkin' month to upload three typed pages!

Me- What? (Looks at update dates.) Holy cheese! Has it been that long?

Akiro- Now you sit yourself right down at this computer and get that next chapter up. Move it, missy!