Why Not?

Chapter…um…I keep forgetting the chapter numbers. So this shall be designated

"The Chapter that Lived."

Woo.

Gazzy knew that something was up when Fang, Max, and Iggy got in a taxi without fighting. But as they rolled off, Angel crept up to him and whispered in his ear, "They're going clubbing. Let's make a mess."

Oh, Gazzy could make more than a mess. He grinned. Much, much more.

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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"STOP SCREAMING BEFORE YOU PASS OUT ON THE GROUND!!!"

"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!"

"Max."

"AAHHHHH!!!!!"

"Shut up."

"AAAAAaaaah…okay."

"Gazzy, you're in the most trouble you ever will be in your entire life, unless you rob some bank."

"But all I did was blow up the old cabin!"

"WITH (sob sob) MY FAVORITE JEANS!!!"

"Oh, it wasn't just your jeans. I used your shoes, your shirts, a bra, some socks, a couple other pairs of jeans, Fang's cargo pants, some boxers, Iggy's only pair of shorts, your panties, and…oh yeah, your towel. Sorry."

"…"

"I am going to wring your skinny little neck."

And so chaos resumed in the Ride household, not that there ever really was a Ride household.

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"Faaaaaaaaannnnggggggggggg!!!" yelled Nudge, poking the mentioned dark-haired "angel" repeatedly in the arm. "Comeoncomeoncomeooooonnnnnn!!!"

"Nnng." he replied stonily, focused on the task at hand. Which was trying to unkink a Slinky.

"Look, Fang, you've been doing that for three hours now, can't you stop?!"

"Three hours isn't that long of a time."

Nudge sighed in exasperation. "FINE! I'm giving you one more hour, okay?!"

"Nnng."

She stomped out as Max came out from the closet. "Jeez," she remarked, running a hand through her hair. "She's one impatient sucker."

"Where'd we leave off?" was all Fang asked.

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Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!! Ooohhhooohohohooo!!!

What.

That was…hilarious…

Hey, what happened to all your Zen wisdom stuff, Voice?

Call me Jeb.

Ugh, Jeb. Okay. So…?

Basically I ran out of Zen-y stuff to say. It gets kinda old, honestly.

Still doesn't explain why you were laughing like an idiot on crack.

I take offense to that.

Uhhhh…

Well, something funny just happened.

Where?

There.

Wait…you weren't watching, were you?

Nice technique, by the way.

NOOO!! You were watching! DAMN YOUUUUUU!!!!!

Max quaked in anger as she watched the banana peel on the ground. Damn banana peels.

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