Sam was welcomed into the flock, taught the "stack and tap"and settled in on the couch, where Jeb and Dr.Martinez had fainlly stoped gazing into each other's eyes. Gassy tapped his foot. Totaly was splashed with water and thusly rudely shocked back into reality. Gassy cleared his throat. Everyone congratulated Nudge on her have found a trustworthy person that she obviously really liked. Gassy glared. Someone (possibly Ella) asked Nudge to go into excrutiating detail of how she came to meet this boy, and then Gassy lost it.

"IT' MY TURN!!!" He screamed loud enough to make everyone (even Fang) jump. As Fang tried to regain his "cool", Totaly jumped up on the stage.

"Now for Gassy, with..."The Jar of Dirt Song", which he found randomly on the internet." He hopped off of the stage, and the now slightly larger flock settled in on the carpet. The lights dimmed, and Gassy flipped on an eye patch and stood in what can only be called an "Johny Depp" stance.

Come to negotiate, have you, you slimy git?

Well look what I've got

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

And guess what's inside it

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

And guess what's inside it

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

And guess what's inside it

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

And guess what's inside it

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

And guess what's inside it

Several people were ready to strangle the little boy on stage, the repitition was so annoying, but at least Sam appreciated Gassy's talent. He did, of course, sound exactly like Captain Jack Sparrow from Pirates of the Carribian. Suddenly Gassy's voice changed to that of the short pirate who was friends with the one with a glass eye.

The captain seems to be acting a bit strange

Er…

Then., back to good old Captain Jack.

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

And guess what's inside it

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

And guess what's inside it

And how is this jar of dirt going to help?

Gassy had stretdhed his talent, his gift, as far as possible for this. He had practised for hours to get the Jamacan ex-lover of Davy Jones woman's voice just perfect. So of course, it was just that, absolutly perfect. Which looked very odd coming from a little boy. But the flock is was more than used to odd.

If you don't want it, give it back.

Then. once again, back to Jack.

Hmmmm

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

And guess what's inside it

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

I've got a jar of dirt

Then, the word that was forming on Fang's lips, came from Gassy's, only sounding exactly like Davy Jones.

Enough

Sam was the first to applaud, going all the way to make a standing ovation. Nudge yawned, and Max clapped weakly, too nervouse to have paid much attention to anything that evening. Fang stared at the stage, which now seemed to be a threat in his mind. Gassy had found a new idol, a new best friend, in Sam, somone who may even rival his relationship with Iggy, but in a good way. Iggy and Ella clapped, almost as enthusiasticly as Sam.

Dr. Martinez tore herself from Jeb's side long enough to announce what Fang felt was a death sentance. "Now, Fang, with "Sacrifice", from "Cult of Luna".