- so we wrote this once already and it sounded boring, so please don't think we quit on this story. But we're back! And bored. We will keep it pretty much the same as it was first written but with some changes. So to the story.
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Fang: so we're back. mostly out of boredom.
Iggy: Why do we always think of this stuff in stupid places?
Fang: Who knows.
Iggy: Spaghetti the almighty talking pineapple!
Fang: Yea, he knows! Anyway here's chapter two.
Iggy: We forgot something.
Fang: What!
Iggy: The disclaimer. It's a good thing Weirdo's hanging out with Icing.
Fang: Yea, they love eachother. But here's the disclaimer.
Disclaimer: We do not own ourselves...
Iggy: which would be awkward...
Fang: James Patterson owns us...
Iggy: ... no comment, ok here's the chapter. -
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~ chapter two: people we have met and learned to love~
(F=fang, I=iggy, and W=weirdo)
F: so there are people in Weirdo's family and her friends that we have met and grown to love like family.
I: And here we'll tell you who they are.
F: There's, Mom,
I: Nunny,
F: Dad and Dad (step-dad)
I: Jon (brother), Nate (step-brother),
F: Kate, Isaiah (nephew), and Pappy,
I: Jess,
F: Zone, Glo, Paigee, Payt, and Roo, (all 5 are cousins)
I: Pap, Joby, Shawna, Juanna, Kylee, and Jesse, (all are aunt and uncles except pap)
F: Jesse, Aunt June, Aunt Beek, Aunt Jack,
I: Jynx, Reaper, Icing...
F: Are we forgetting anyone?
I: Um... I don't think so.
W: Yes, Iggle Poo, you are.
F: When did you get back?
I: Who?
W: *calmly to Fang* About 5 minutes ago. *then glares, evil death glare, at Iggy. Though she knows he can't even see it* Me! *then loses glare, jumps at him and huggles him with a face like this... .*
I: What the hell?
W: I'm your sister, say you lovest me!
I: No!
W: Say it!
I: Noooo!
W: Come on. I'm one of your family, say you lovest me.
I: Fine, if you let me go.
W: Deal!
I: I love you.
W: No, you lovest me!
I: Fine! I lovest you!
*W let's go*
W: That wasn't so hard.
F: What do you mean you're our sister?
W: Well, you call my mom, mom. You call my brothers and sisters, your brothers and sisters, my nephew, your nephew. My Dad and step-dad, Dad, My aunts, uncles, and cousins, your aunts, uncles, and cousins, so that would make me your sister.
I: Oooh, so philosophical.
F: Oh, yea. That would make sense.
W: Duh! Heehee, and I'm older than you, haha.
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- Iggy: So we aren't quite sure how it turned into that ^. But her logic is true.
Fang: Yea, I guess it is.
Iggy: So that was today's (or last weeks) chappy.
Fang: Seeya and please review. -
-Fang-Iggy- R&R?