Toldja I wouldn't shut up for long. Last prewritten chappie!

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Me: HOW IS THAT BUTCH HARTMAN?!

Chart: I dunno...

Me: Meh. Who cares? *pushes Chart onto freeway* GO PLAY WITH YOUR TOY CARS!

Chart: Okay! *screech! thump*

Me: Now, that takes care of him ARGGH!

Chart: Sorry, but my toy ran over a bronze sword thingy that said something like Ανακλούσμως.

Me: GIVE PERCY HIS SWORD BACK!

Hi. You've reached Fear the Fuzzy Bear. I'm not available at the moment, I'm probably off killing something. At the tone, the story will begin. *BEEP*

Vlad sighed, the frustration on his face getting a bit stronger, therefore gnarling his facial expression even more. He would have to repair is lab, again. Daniel had damaged it in their weekly battle just yesterday, and he didn't appreciate it getting destroyed again, so soon after being fixed. He sighed again. This frozen face thing was really getting annoying. He reached up to scratch an itch in front of his ear, only to freeze when his fingers brushed up against something that felt like the edge of a glove or something.

Carefully, Vlad worked his clawed fingers under the small lump, and peeled it off his face. It felt kind of strange. When he opened his eye to look at it, he had to stifle a laugh. the thing he had pulled off of his face, was... Wait for it... His face. Blue stared in amazement, while Dan was in the middle of his tiny temper tantrum.

Blue snapped. "This is just too weird for me. I'm outta here. I'm gonna go work on my garden with Undergrowth." and with that, she disappeared in a plume of sparkly pink smoke that smelled like marshmallows.

Dan froze, staring in awe at the spot where Blue had been, Ghostly Wail dying in his throat, completely forgotten. Vlad mirrored his younger self's expression. "Now there's something you don't see every day, Edgar." Dan groaned, "Shut up, Chauncy."

And done! I'm pretty sure no one will get the reference, But I think it's funny.

Chart: Can I have a cookie?

Me: No. Go play with Tyson.

Chart: Okay.

Me: I just made an OC by accident, didn't I? At least, a Candy-Style OC. You want him, Candy? Anyone who wants Chart, stake a claim now!

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Fear my Fuzz,

Bear out.