Party Quirks Personalities:

Gazzy-Mirror of the other guests.

Nudge-The more attracted (s)he is to someone the faster (s)he talks.

Max-Horrified member of the fashion police rounding up citizens for crimes against fashion.

Fang-Thinks peoples butts are magic 8-balls.

Iggy-Crazed hairdresser desperate to restyle everyone's hair.

Various celebrities getting slowly steamrolled.

Angel-Thinks (s)he is a crab.

Ella-Host

We may be in Arizona, but it's raining for the third day in a row. Talk about shocking.

"Max, I'm bored again." Nudge sighed. The flock had been watching movies for the past two days.

"Since when does it even rain in Arizona?" Fang asked.

"Let's play another game." Gazzy suggested.

"What other game?" Nudge asked.

"Party quirks?" Iggy tried.

"Ooh! I love that game!" Max exclaimed.

"Good, I've already got it all." Gazzy said. He grabbed a bowl off the table. "Pick a piece of paper. Don't say what you got unless you pick host, and don't tell the host at all."

The flock and Ella picked up pieces of paper out of the hat.

"I'm host." Ella announced. The rest of the flock looked at their personalities, some shaking they're heads, such as Fang and Max, and some smiling, excited about what they were going to do, like Gazzy and Nudge.

"Okay, let's start." Ella said. "You all do the doorbell sound yourself." Ella stood up and walked to the middle of the living room and moved the coffee table over as the rest of the flock got situated as to who would enter when.

"Ding dong!" Nudge said as she pretended to ring a doorbell. Ella walked over and opened the imaginary door.

"Hey Ella!" She greeted and walked past her to eat some pretend chips. Iggy was next to do ring the doorbell.

"Hey Iggy." Ella greeted.

"Hey Ella," Iggy replied in a high pitched voice. "Oh my God, that hair is…" Iggy made a disgusted face and began messing with Ella's hair.

"Um, thanks, Ig." Ella laughed as Max began 'ringing the doorbell'. "Um, why don't you just go and talk to Nudge while I get the door." Ella walked back over to the door as Iggy walked over to talk to Nudge.

"Oh, my gosh, honey," Iggy said in that same high pitched voice. "Who does your hair?" Iggy then began messing with her hair, making it 'better' as Nudge began talking.

"Hey, I'm Nudge!" She started talking faster. "I'm really pleased to meet 'sMax."

"Hey Max," Ella said, greeting her newest guest.

"Oh, hey-" She stopped as she looked Ella up and down. "Oh my, this shirt is so…icky. Especially with those pants!" Max sighed, shaking her head as she walked away. Gazzy was next to enter the party.

"Hey." Ella greeted, only to be mirrored by her guest. Iggy walked up to Ella and began messing with her hair, being mirrored by Gasman. "Oh, hey Iggy, have you met Gazzy the Mirror."

"Yes." Gazzy said and went to sit on the couch. Fang was next.

"Oh, hi Fang." Ella said. Nudge walked up to him and started talking so fast no one could understand her. Gazzy, who had a list of the traits and knew who was who, decided to take Drew Carrey's place. Nudge then walked away, as Iggy began messing with Fang's hair. Fang seized Iggy's hands and turned him around. He bent over and began talking to Iggy's behind. "Will this freak stop messing with my hair?" He asked and shaked Iggy's behind. "Not likely. Dang it." He stood back up and Iggy, who was trying to conceal his laughter, just like the rest of the flock, walked over and began toying with Max's locks.

"Oh, honey, you have horrible split ends." He informed Max.

"And you give fashion a bad name. Look at this shirt, it looks like a clown threw up." Max gestured to Iggy's multicolored tie-dye shirt. "What are you, blind?" Gazzy couldn't help but burst out in laughter. As Ella walked over to greet Angel, Fang walked up behind Max as she and Iggy tossed insults such as, "Have you ever heard of conditioner?" and "Do you know the meaning of fashionable?"

Fang grabbed Max's hips and asked to her bottom, "Will Max ever love me back?" then gave her bottom a small shake. "Maybe someday." He let her go with a happy sigh and everyone laughed a bit.

"Um, Angel, have you met Fang, he's a bit weird. He thinks everyone's butts a magic 8-ball." Ella said, pulling Angel, who was walking in an awkward fashion, opening and closing her hands as if they were claws.

"Yep." Fang said and joined Gazzy on the couch. Iggy walked over and started messing with Angel's hair as she picked at Iggy's shirt with her 'claws'.

"Oh, Iggy, I see you met Angel, who thinks she's a crab." Ella said. Angel stood up out her crouched waddle and nodded, walking over to the couch and sitting in Fang's lap, just 'cause she could. Fang glanced down at Gazzy's list and grinned at Max's.

Max walked over to Ella and began criticizing her outfit.

"I'm going to have to give you a ticket." She said in a preppy voice.

"Oh, well, I'm sorry, I didn't know I invited the fashion police to my party." Ella said. Max smiled and went to sit down next to Fang. The only ones left were Iggy and Nudge. Nudge walked up to Iggy and started talking at an impossible to follow pace, then walked over to Gazzy and started talking as if she were in slow motion. He glared at her while the other's laughed.

"Uh, Nudge, honey, why don't you come back over here and meet my hair stylist." Ella said. Iggy then joined the others on the couch. "And Nudge…" She thought for a minute as Nudge started talking and her talking sped up. "I hate you." Ella said and Nudge's talking speed slowed to an almost halt. "I love you." Nudge began speeding up again. "I think you have a problem, Nudge, where you talk faster when you like someone." Nudge nodded and Ella began jumping up and down. "Yay!" She cheered. "I figured them out!" The flock all turned to look at the doorway when they heard a roar of laughter. Dr. Martinez was standing there, she had been watching the whole time.

"You all could be on Whose Line." She laughed and walked out. Then the flock burst into laughter.

Well, this was suckily written, but I tried my best at almost midnight. Yeah, I wrote this at midnight, but just now got it posted. Anyway, sorry for the horrible writing. And yes, some of the end is rushed because I was being rushed off the computer, like I am now. My mom is addicted to that Mafia game on facebook. -eyeroll- Anyway, so R&R.

Fang: Can I join a Mafia?

Me: I don't think they let people that go around asking questions to peoples butts join mobs.

Fang: -glares-

Me: Haha, I can just see it now...

Fang: -grabs hitmans butt- Am I going to make it out alive? -shakes butt- Not likely. Drat.

Fang: That was insulting.

Me: Yet very funny.

Iggy: Can I join a mob?

Iggy: Oh no! You cannot kill me until we fix this mess you call hair! Do you KNOW how to use shampoo?

Iggy: -glares-