A/N Warning: This is a product of an overly caffienated teenage girl with no school as it is spring break. Be afraid, be very afraid. I like pink.

Disclaimer: I don't own Frank and Joe I'm just borrowing them.

"Hello, all. Guess whaaaaaaaaaaaat?"

"What?" Some random person asks. I stare at him blankly.

"I don't know. I was asking you."

"What are you talking about, when you say guess what the other person guesses what and you tell them what!" The person exclaimed.

"What are you talking about?"

"I asked you first!" The guy says, and I deciding that he is not worth the trouble pick up Shannon Marie (my bowling ball) and drop her on his toes. "Owww. What was that for?" The guy asks hopping up and down wailing about how I broke his toe.

"You were confusing me." I answer. "Bring me Frank and Joe." I add gesturing wildly to one of the worker dudes. I then sit down on top of a table. Because tables are so much more fun then chairs. In sewing class we always sit on the tables and rip out stitches. It's more fun-er-full. "Hello, yo."

"My name is Joe." Joe says.

"Yo."

"Joe."

"Yo."

"Joe."

"Yo."

"Joe."

"Joseph."

"Joe."

"Joseph."

"Don't call me that or I'll call you something!"

"You wouldn't." I say narrowing my eyes at him.

"I would."

"You wouldn't."

"I would."

"You wouldn't."

"I would."

"You wouldn't."

"I would."

"You wouldn't."

"I would, An…"

"Nooooooooooooo!" I scream putting my hand over his mouth preventing him from saying the rest of that horrible word.

"Ange…" He manages temporally escaping my grasp but not for long because I promptly jump off the table and tackle him to the ground.

"What were you saying, Joseph?" I ask sweetly twisting his arm behind his back.

"Angeli…" He says stubbornly unfortunately for him however I will not tolerate that kind of behavior and so I smacked his head into the ground.

"Ha! Try and say it now!" I say glancing momentarily at Frank who is watching the scen with disinterest.

"Angelica." Joe blurts out.

"Gah! Who names their kid that? Seriously! Who gives their kid such a stupid name." I say slamming Joe's head into the ground with each word.

"You're killing him." Frank informs me.

"So…?"

"If he dies who will you torture."

"You."

"Who will you use as a pawn in your plan to torture me?"

"You." I answer.

"That doesn't make any sense."

"An undead monkey! Top that!"(1)

"You scare me." Frank says fearfully.

"Good." I answer grinning evilly.

"My head." Joe groans.

"Why was I hitting him again?" I ask.

"He said…"

"Don't say it." I warn him.

"Why…?"

"I'll hurt you."

"You always do that."

"So…I'll hurt you worse. I'm writing four stories with you in it…Buhoohahahaha!"

"But you were going to hurt me anyways."

"Yes, but if you say it I will never end this story." I say watching his eyes widen in terror.

"I won't say it!" He says quickly.

"You mean, I'll put down my sword and you'll put down your rock, and we'll try to kill each other like civilized people?"(2)

"I swear you get crazier every time you drag us here." Frank mutters. "You have no sword! And believe me I have no rock, although I really wish I did."

"You're mean."

"…"

"Sleep is a symptom of caffeine deprivation."(3)

"Do you hear anything you say?"

"I listen. I just prefer to take my own advice."(4)

"What…?!"

"…I had the perfect response but I've forgotten it…" I say staring into space trying to remember.

"How do you forget something in a ten second span?"

"I was thinking about Grease the reality show, I hate the movie."

"If you hate the movie then why watch the show…?"
"What does that have to do with anything?" I say finally getting off Joe and sitting on the table again.

"…you're insane…" Frank says while Joe stands up shakily swaying around the room.

"Angelica Katherine…"

"I should have killed you the first time I tried to kill you!"(5) I shriek narrowing my eyes at him. "How dare you say that infernal name?!" I exclaim stomping my foot. "It's pinky and the brain pinky and the brain one is a genius the other is insane."

"I can guess which one you are." Frank mumbles.

"There is a fine line between genius and insanity I have erased this line."(6)

"Yes, yes you have." Frank responds. In response I stick my tongue out at him and pick up a large book which I chuck at his head. And it hits him! I have loads of practice me and my sisters always throw things at each other. Good times. "Oww." Frank exclaimed.

"Get over it, my sister once threw I think it was a metal box at me…"

"Okay…so we've established your whole family is insane."

"Essentially." I answer. "I don't need to pay you for that abuse. I get it free from my family." (7)

"You don't pay us." Frank and Joe say together.

"I vaguely remember having this discussion before…when was that?"

"On annoy us by speaking Italian day I believe." Frank said looking at Joe questionably. Joe nods giving confirmation.

"Oh yeah…I said...wait I'm going to go check…Se credi chi stai pafando per quello devi avere aleche altra cosa in serbo!...yeah…that was it…" (If you think I'm paying you for that you've got another thing coming.)

"Can we leave now?" Joe said whining.

"No." I answer glancing at my watch for ten seconds. "Now you can leave." I answer. "Bye for now."

A/N okay so Review.

"An undead monkey! Top that!"(1) Jack in Pirates of the Carribean the dead man's chest.

"You mean, I'll put down my sword and you'll put down your rock, and we'll try to kill each other like civilized people?"(2) The dread pirate roberts or Wesley in the Princess Bride! ( I love that movie squeeee)

"Sleep is a symptom of caffeine deprivation."(3) Anonymous

"I listen. I just prefer to take my own advice."(4) From my favorite soap opera GENERAL HOSPITAL! Luke said it! (squeee)

"I should have killed you the first time I tried to kill you!"(5)

Alan from GENERAL HOSPITAL! (squeee)

"There is a fine line between genius and insanity I have erased this line."(6) Oscar Levant

"I don't need to pay you for that abuse. I get it free from my family." (7) Edward (Alan's Dad) from GENERAL HOSPITAL!!! (squee)

Review please!