A/N: In this chapter, my OC, Cody Jax, who will end up being with Katie, comes in. Okay, on with the story!
Chapter 9
Enter Macbeth
Quinn growled in frustration as she, once again, pulled her stupid back pack back onto her shoulder, struggling with holding onto her crutches while she attempted this.
She looked down the hallway at the sound of rushing footsteps, and saw a brown haired girl with an excited smile, "I gotta get to him before he's taken!" she was yelling.
Quinn raised an eyebrow as she looked down the direction she ran, only to see about six girls crowded around her lifetime friend, Cody Jax.
Cody was a tall boy of about 6'1'' with jet black hair that stuck up in all directions.
He was looking really uncomfortable in that mob of girls that were asking him if they could get his number. Quinn smirked as she dropped her back pack on the ground and leaned back against the lockers.
Cody suddenly looked up at her, pushing his way through the girls, he started walking towards her.
When Quinn was eight, she and Cody met in the Foster Care program, it was one of those months where they had to stay at an Orphanage until they found a couple that wanted to try to have a kid in their home.
Quinn could recite everything that happened that day off the top of her head if you asked her to. She was being bullied by a few boys who said she was the unlucky kid that could never stay in one home for longer than a year or so, she had been kicked out of the house before then because she fought the kids at the playground; Cody had been there for her, beating the crap out of the boys and telling her that he could never really stay in a home for very long either.
They automatically became friends, then when Cody turned fourteen, he's two years older than Quinn, she started seeing him as more than just a friend. And he saw her as something more as well. But after one date, they both thought they'd have to act differently around each other since they were dating, so they basically said 'If we feel we need to change for each other, why don't we just stay friends?' and that's what they did.
Cody reached his surrogate sister and automatically bent down to grab her bag for her, "Hey, you ready to get goin'?" he asked her, grabbing her bicep with his hand as he started leading her to the door as fast as he could.
She was stumbling with the crutches, "Dude, I can't exactly run with these things!" she yelled at him.
Cody sighed as he flung her back pack strap on his shoulder before turning around and lifting her up bridal style, mindful of jostling the cast on her left leg too much, "Better?" he asked gruffly.
Quinn nodded with a sweet smile, "Yep! Thank God you lift weights." she stated while sticking her tongue out at him as they got outside the High School and started going to his black convertible with the white stripe on the middle of the hood.
"Yeah, what do you weigh? Hundred, two hundred? Either way, your not easy to lift." he said with a smirk as he half tossed, half placed her into the passenger seat, throwing her bag in the back with her crutches as she scoffed at him.
Shaking her head, she adjusted her cast to the best of her ability as Cody decided to slide across the hood of the car, "Your nothin' but trouble, aren't you?" she asked him with a laugh before she looked up at the sound of her name being called; Katie was running towards the convertible.
Katie smiled at her as she slowed to halt on the passenger side door, "Hey, Quinn." she said, "How are you doing?" she asked her, leaning down to rest her head on the top of the door.
Quinn smiled at her, "Hey, Katie. I've been better, but luckily the pills calm the pain a little bit, not as much as I'd like, but it's getting there." she said before the sound of someone clearing his throat behind her got her to remember that she wasn't the only one in this car, "Oh, Katie, this is my friend, Cody. Cody, this is my friend, Katie." she said, leaning back against the seat to gesture from one person to the other as she introduced them.
Cody made a flirty face, his pitch black eyes lidded and a charming smirk gracing his lips, as he looked at Katie, "Hey, there. Quinn never told me her friend was a Supermodel." he started.
Quinn made a disgusted face as she looked at Cody, "The frak are you doing?" she demanded.
Cody looked at her out of the corner of his eye as he looked at her threateningly, "Shut up, Quinn. Your killing my magic." he said, starting to lean over the red head to get to Katie, when Quinn's hand in his face stopped him from going further.
"You can't kill what's already dead. Sorry you had to see that, Katie." she told the brunette girl as she roughly pushed the black haired boy back into his seat.
Katie giggled rather girlishly, and that caused Quinn to do a double take, "It's no problem, Quinn. Hey, you comin' over later tonight?" the brunette asked her younger friend.
Quinn took one more look at her surrogate brother, eying him suspiciously, before she replied, "Yeah, I'll be over maybe at four or so." she said.
Katie nodded, "Okay, and you wanted black, right?" she asked for clarification.
Quinn nodded, "Yep." she answered before Cody decided to rev up the car, "I guess he's in a hurry. Bye, Katie! I'll get my cut before I come over, okay?" she said as they started to drive away.
Katie waved at them, "Okay! Bye, Quinn!" she called as they continued down the street and out of her sight.
Quinn looked at Cody with a smirk, "'Quinn never told me her friend was a Supermodel'? Have you been hanging out with the geeks again?" she mocked.
Cody scoffed at her as he turned a corner and came to the barber shop, "Been using a lot of romance songs as reference to my song writing." he said as they pulled up at the shop, "Why do you need to get your hair done?" he groaned as he remembered that he had to sit and wait for her, he was her ride home.
Quinn laughed a little as she grabbed her crutches from the backseat and used them to walk to the door, "While I may not exactly like wearing anything girly like makeup or skirts or tube tops; don't you dare get any ideas, Code!" she exclaimed when she saw the lecherous expression cross her older friend's face, "I do like to change up my hairstyles every now and again." she finished as they walked inside.
After Quinn had been told to wait for a few minutes, they sat down in the little chairs next to the shop door, both of them cringing in disgust at all the pink wallpaper that was all over the place, "Why can't their place have a better color? Like green." Quinn suggested.
"Or red." Cody said with a slight chuckle, "So.. What's up with your friend Katie?" he asked the red headed girl suddenly.
Quinn raised an eyebrow but smirked in response, "Well, as far as I know, she's not insane if that's what your worried about." she said.
Cody rolled his eyes, "No, I mean, does she have a boyfriend?" he asked her for clarification.
"No, she doesn't have a boyfriend, but I doubt she wants you to fill that space." she replied as she struggled to stand up when her hairstylist beckoned her over.
"Just put in a good word for me, Quinnie, got it?" he called after her as he prepared to wait for the hour it took for her to get her hair cut, after her yelling at him to not call her 'Quinnie'.
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"I've gotta say, Quinn, your hair looks pretty good." Katie complimented as she took of the tin foil on the tips of Quinn's newly done bangs, starting to wash out the excess color from the black hair dye she had tinted them with.
Quinn smiled a little as she looked in the mirror in front of her, marveling at how her newly layered hair looked with the bottom flaring out in the slightest, sticking closely to her neck, "Thanks, Katie." she replied.
"Mm hm," Katie hummed as she blew out Quinn's wet bangs with the hairdryer, "So, it seemed like your friend, what was his name; Cody? It seemed like Cody was hitting on me." she started as she removed her own tin foil from the strands she had wrapped up with bright red hair dye.
Quinn laughed as she looked at her newly tinted bangs, "Yeah, he's not very good at that." she replied, placing the mirror down and helping Katie with her hair, "He wants to ask you out, but he wants you to beg, at least I think he does. That's what usually happens, anyways." she said.
Katie pursed her lips, seemingly in thought, before she stood up and started pacing the room, "Well, if that's what usually happens, why don't I change that, yes?" she said with a fairly evil smirk.
Quinn blinked, "Um, okay..." she said cautiously, struggling to stand up on her feet to grab her crutches, "Just don't hurt him, okay?" she made Katie promise before she found her crutches, grabbed her bag, said she had to go get dinner ready for Joaquin and Julie, then left the apartment; leaving her friend to think about her plans for Cody.
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On the tower of the restored Castle Wyvern, there stood, perched in multiple pedestals overlooking the city, six Gargoyles, awaiting the moment where their stone prison would crumble to nothing but dust and they could go out once more.
Behind all of them, in the middle of the rooftop, there stood a man with silver in his hair and black in his heart; a chillingly malicious smile gracing his lips as he also waited for the sun to go down.
Suddenly, there was a slight thumping sound coming from the staircase, "Hey!" the man turned around, only to see a girl there with black tinted bangs and layered ruby red hair that looked vaguely familiar. She was walking on crutches and she had a cast on one leg.
She thumped over to him, "Um, sir, you might want to step inside, it gets a little colder up here at night." she said, casting her eyes around him and over to the Gargoyle 'statues' along with the fast approaching sunset.
The man chuckled, "I know about the Gargoyles, miss." he said, his eyes glinting a little bit, "The name's Macbeth. I'm here to do a little job." he said, turning around to look back at the Gargoyles, but the girl, surprisingly fast for someone on crutches, stepped in front of him, blocking his view.
She was glaring at him, "What kind of job?" she demanded, just as the sun went down and the stone started cracking, and the Gargoyles burst from their stone sleep with roars that she considered to be their version of yawning.
They all turned around and were surprised to see the man with Quinn.
Broadway stepped forward, "This guy buggin' you, Quinn?" he asked the girl, eying the man suspiciously as he cracked his knuckles.
After the incident with the gun and him shooting Quinn, he had become rather protective of the girl, vowing that nothing would harm her like that again.
Quinn continued to glare at Macbeth, "Not thanks, Broadway. It's nothing I can't handle." she said before Macbeth brushed her aside to get to Goliath, leaving Brooklyn, who was behind Quinn, to grab her before she fell.
Quinn didn't pay attention to what Macbeth was saying, because she was currently trying to get back up and get her balance, with Brooklyn's help.
When she was standing up right once more, she used her crutches to stand still, "You okay?" Brooklyn asked her.
Quinn nodded at him, her bangs bouncing a little as she did, "I'm fine, Brooke." she said, before she noticed he was studying her a little closely, "What? Is there something wrong with my face?" she asked him.
Brooklyn shook his head, "I like your hair." he said simply, raising one hand to run his fingers through it just to feel how soft it was.
Quinn blushed a little at the contact, he hasn't done that before, "Thanks." she said softly before they were interrupted by Macbeth.
"In that case, Gargoyle, you leave me no choice." he said, before pulling out some sort of gun looking thing, and he turned around, and shot it right at Brooklyn.
A net jumped out of the end of it, and Brooklyn pushed Quinn out of the way before she got caught with him. The net enveloped his body, restricting his wings to barely an inch; he struggled with the net, walking backwards until he managed to knock himself off from the edge of the tower.
"BROOKYN!" Quinn screamed as she watched him fall to the courtyard bellow.
She watched in shock as Lexington fell past her and in the same direction Brooklyn fell, landing on top of him with a loud thud. Quinn made it to the edge just in time to see Brooklyn and Lexington get zapped by the electricity that must have been in the nets, and upon turning around to glare at Macbeth, she watched as he jumped from the tower with Bronx following him, apparently Goliath was in too much of a shock to help his Clan members, and Hudson and Broadway had rushed down to the court yard to see if they could get the nets off of Lex and Brooke.
She heard a yelping sound from down bellow, and looked up when a powerful wind had shown up, only to see a black helicopter flying above them, dropping a thick, black cord down to where Macbeth must've been.
Quinn glared angrily at the old man as he was pulled up by the cord, Bronx dangling in a net that was held in one hand, passed out from the shock of the net. She looked on breathlessly as she watched Lex and Brooklyn get pulled onto the helicopter as well, both still out cold, Hudson and Broadway probably weren't able to get the nets off.
Macbeth grinned evilly at them from his height, "The same fate awaits you come dawn, Gargoyles!" he called before the door was slammed shut and the copter took off in a different direction.
Hudson and Broadway had come back up to the tower, both extremely dazed after getting shocked like they were, "What are we gonna do?" Broadway asked as he rubbed at his head with a faint grimace.
Quinn looked back at him, "I think you should find a new place to sleep!" she exclaimed in a panicky voice.
Goliath seemed to come out of his trance and stared down at Quinn, "As I have said before, Quinn; this castle is our home, and we will not leave it." he deadpanned.
Quinn tried to stare him down with all her might, "You mean to tell me that you would risk your remaining Clan's safety just to stay in this castle? Xanatos will be coming back tomorrow! Julie told me that a week ago! I tried to warn you then, but you just wouldn't listen!" she yelled at him with anger flashing in her color-changing grey eyes (A/N: What that means is, when she's angry, her eyes change colors from light blue to grey).
Goliath growled low in his throat, how dare she yell at him? "We. Are. Not. Leaving. That is the end of this discussion, Quinn Stryker." he addressed her with her first and last names, something he's learned to do after watching human parents scolding their children on the streets. Ignoring Quinn's attempts at protesting his order, he turned to Hudson and Broadway, "I want you both to guard this castle in case Macbeth decides to come back for a second round. I will go and search for the others." he said, and casting a last warning look at Quinn to not bring up leaving, he turned and jumped off the tower, throwing his wings out in the last second, then he banked in the direction the helicopter took off in, and left without another word.
Quinn watched him go, her eyes going a stormy grey in her rage, "Why won't he just listen to me for five seconds?" she demanded before she felt a hand on her shoulder, turning around, she saw Hudson looking at her with an understanding expression.
"I know how yeh feel, lass. And I agree with yeh. But, the question is, where would we go? I think that's Goliath's real concern in this matter." he explained, taking his hand off her shoulder and grabbing his chin in thought.
Quinn blinked, before an idea came to her, there was a clock tower on top of the Police Station that Julie worked at, as far as she knew, no one went up there... "I think I know a place." she said with a smirk that kinda scared the two Gargoyles for a moment.
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Brooklyn sat a little quietly in the electric cage Macbeth had put he and Lexington into when they had gotten there.
He had to find a way to get out of there, and fast. He was sure that the others were trying to find them, but he doubted they'd find them before the sun came out, he didn't know where they were, but he knew thy hadn't left New York.
Across from them, Bronx stood up close to the bars, sniffed it once, whined a little in agitation, and backed away to lay down in his cage at a short but safe distance away from the bars.
Brooklyn looked at the bars as well, then he slowly raised a single talon;
ZAP
"Ouch."
ZAP
"Ouch."
Brooklyn was interrupted when Lexington spoke up for the first time in an hour, "How long are you going to keep doing that?" he demanded rather harshly, clearly annoyed by his Rookery Brother's actions.
Brooklyn turned back around to look at him irritably, "Until you figure out a way to get us out of here." he said just as harsh before he turned back around and raised the same talon;
ZAP
"Ouch."
ZAP
"Ouch."
ZAP
"Ouch.. Hey, you know, I'm getting tired of this." he ended, rubbing his talon unconsciously.
Lexington hummed to himself, "Did you see the way the lights dimmed when you did that?" he asked Brooklyn.
Brooklyn looked at him out of the corner of his eye, "Oh, sorry, no. I was too busy writhing in agony to notice." he said simply.
Lex ignored it, "It must take a lot of power to charge these bars... Maybe if it was directed at one of the cages, then one of us could break free." he concluded with an ecstatic smile on his face.
Brooklyn raised an eyeridge, "How exactly are we gonna do that?" he asked, though it took him a minute to realize what the answer to that was, "Oh boy.." he sighed.
He and Lex both stood about a foot away from the bars, "On three... Ready?," Lex asked as Brooklyn thought to himself.
'No, but I don't really have a choice here, do I? Oh, Quinn... What's she thinking right now?'
"One..." Lex started.
'Is she worried about me-US! Is she worried about us?'
"Two..."
'Well, get ready for the pain... Don't worry too much, Quinn; I- WE! Dammit! We are coming.'
"Three!" Lex finished the countdown.
They both shot forward and grasped the bars in both their hands, feeling all the electricity pulse through their bodies, going straight to their teeth and making them chatter together at the shock. The lights were fading into black, and soon the bars of Bronx's cage lost their shock.
Bronx stood up and sniffed the bars again, and upon not sensing the electricity, he walked backwards and then shot forward with the strength of a bull, crashing straight through the bars to stand in front of the two exhausted Gargoyles.
Brooklyn looked up at Bronx, "Go get Goliath, Bronx. Lead him to us, boy." he told him.
The guard beast seemed to understand his request because he then turned around a ran on all fours up the stairs and out of sight.
Brooklyn and Lexington collapsed on the hard floor of their cage, both panting hard from the intensity of the shock. Brooklyn turned to Lex, "Do you think he'll get Goliath?" he asked his Rookery Brother.
Lexington looked at him, "He might, never doubt what Bronx is capable of, Brooklyn. I'm sure he'll find them in time." he said for reassurance.
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"So, all we have to do is get the Grimourum from that case in the Great Hall, and we can head out afterwords?" Quinn asked for clarification as she thumped along on her crutches, struggling to keep up with the two other Gargoyles on their way to the Great Hall to retrieve the ancient magical book.
Hudson nodded, "We'll have to hurry though, lass. If we want to make it to the new home before Goliath does, that way he can't stop us from going." he said as they made it into the room, only to see Owen Burnett standing beside the case with the book in it.
He regarded the three being coolly, "May I help you?" he asked them, crossing his arms over his chest.
Quinn looked from Hudson to Broadway, "We're here to get the Grimourum." she said.
Owen took his glasses off his face, "I'm afraid I cannot let you do that." he said simply, moving to stand in front of the case.
Hudson grunted in slight agitation, moving forward, he pulled out his sword as Owen dropped into a defensive position.
Quinn watched as Owen grabbed the older Gargoyle and flung him across the room, she gasped when Hudson landed with a loud thud.
Broadway growled as he started to walk forward as well, but Quinn stopped him; raising one hand that was clutching a crutch, she flung it straight at Owen's back while he was turned around to look at Hudson.
When the crutch made contact with his back, Owen yelped as he fell forward and crashed into the ground with a loud groan.
Hudson rubbed his head as he got up and walked over to the case with the book, pulling the glass away from the front, he grabbed the book. He then swooped down and grabbed Quinn's crutch, before walking back over to the other two who were waiting for him.
"Now, are we ready to go?" the red haired girl asked after she thanked Hudson for her crutch back.
Broadway nodded at her, "Show us the way to go, Quinn." he said with a smile.
Quinn looked around, "Um, can we wait until we get outside?" she offered.
Broadway blinked, "Oh, yeah." he chuckled as they turned and walked out of the room.
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Brooklyn's ears perked up at the sound of a loud roar of anger, before he turned and looked at his slightly surprised Rookery Brother, "I'm guessing Bronx found Goliath." he said.
They suddenly heard footsteps coming their direction, and looked up just in time for Bronx to come crashing into the bars, destroying the cage.
"Bronx!" Brooklyn yelled ecstatic as he stepped out and wrapping arms around the guard beast's neck.
Lexington stepped out next to him, "We've gotta get outta here." he said, pointing at the staircase.
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"So, what do you think?" Quinn asked the two Gargoyles when they stood in the old Clock tower above the Police Station.
It was a rather spacious area that could hold all the Gargoyles, along with some appliances here and there.
Broadway walked over to a different area, "This is pretty cool." he breathed with a smile.
Hudson nodded in agreement before the silence was broken by a ringing sound, and he watched as Quinn pulled out her phone and scowled at the number on the tiny screen.
She flipped it open, "Yes?" she answered irritably.
"Where the hell are you, girl?" Julie's angered voice came through the speaker, "It's your night to cook dinner and you aren't home." she said.
Quinn looked at Hudson's curious gaze, "I'm at a friend's house, we're doing a project for school." she lied.
She heard Julie scoff on the other end, "Really? If you're at a friend's house, then prove it." she said in a snobbish manner.
The red haired girl stuttered trying to come up with a way to prove it, before Hudson shook his head, "Give me the phone, lass." he said simply, he must've heard what Julie said.
Quinn blinked, but handed the phone to his awaiting hand, raising an eyebrow when he put it to his ear.
"Detective Graves." he drawled, "This is Hudson, I am," he looked to Quinn for a name of a friend, "Katie's father. Quinn and Katie are working on a project for their Physics class," he remembered when she was working on a workbook that he had asked for the name of since he couldn't read, "I meant to have Quinn call and tell yeh that she wasn't gonna be home 'til late tonight; but it slipped my mind." he explained, "I hope yeh can find it in yeh to forgive the both o' us?" he asked the detective on the other end.
Julie didn't speak for a moment, before, "Well.. I guess that's okay, Hudson. Um, can you please put Quinn on the phone?" she asked.
Hudson nodded, "O' course." he said, handing the phone back to Quinn with a triumphant smile on his face.
Quinn smiled, "Yes?" she asked, raising the phone to her ear.
She heard Julie sigh, "When you come home, bring Chinese with you." was all she said before she hung up the phone.
Quinn laughed as she closed her phone, "Thanks, Hudson. I was afraid she'd see right through me." she said gratefully.
Hudson merely smiled at her, "Tis no problem, lass. After all, yer helpin' us get a new home." he said.
Broadway turned around abruptly, "Do you think Goliath will like it here?" he asked them.
Quinn pursed her lips, "Well, there's only one way to find out." she said.
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Goliath, Brooklyn, and Lexington glided back towards the castle, his mind still reeling from what he learned about Demona tonight, Macbeth knew her; what's worse, he's the one who named her.. But, how?
"Goliath!" he looked down at the sound of his name being called, Bronx shifting in his grasp to look as well. He saw Quinn with Hudson and Broadway on a neighboring rooftop, waving the three of them down. 'Why aren't they in the castle?' he thought to himself as they all banked downward and landed in front of them.
Lex and Brooklyn rushed forward, "Quinn!" they said as they almost toppled her over in their haste to get hugs.
After Lex pulled away, Brooklyn took his place, only to linger for a moment more before pulling away again.
Quinn smiled as she looked at Goliath, "I found you guys a new home." she started, but Goliath's furious snarl stopped her.
"Quinn Stryker, how many times do I need to repeat myself before you understand? We are never leaving that castle! We will simply fight Xanatos when he come back!" he said, scowling at her much like the father she never knew.
Broadway stepped next to the red haired girl, "Goliath, it's no longer safe there, you saw how easy it was for Macbeth to show up? Imagine what would happen if a greater villain decided to do the same thing. Do you think we'd even get another chance to go to a different location?" he said.
Goliath looked like he was debating what to do, when Hudson stepped forward, "It doesn't matter where we are, lad, what matters is that we are all together. The six of us." he said as all the Gargoyles smiled, before he thought about that, "The seven of us, I mean." he finished, placing a hand on Quinn's shoulder, causing the girl to smile with the rest of them.
Goliath sighed, "Fine." he relented before turning around to look back at Castle Wyvern, "Just give me a moment." he said before jumping off and gliding in it's direction before another word was said.
He landed on the court yard and stalked into the Great Hall, where he saw Owen Burnett standing there, glaring halfheartedly at the empty case that stood against the wall.
Owen looked up at the sound of footsteps, "Your friends have already left, Goliath. I suggest you do the same thing." he said.
Goliath looked like he wanted to fight the man just to keep the castle, but thought better of it when he remembered that his Clan wouldn't want him to, "I will leave, but tell Xanatos something for me. We will reclaim this castle as our own one day soon." he said before turning around and stalking off.
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"Well?" Quinn asked Goliath as they stood in the sanctuary of the Clock Tower, "I know it's not very homy, but it'll get that way over time."
They had gotten there a few minutes earlier, and so far, she knew she had Brooklyn and Lexington's vote on this place. For some reason, Brooklyn wouldn't leave her side no matter how many times she tried to get a little space between them; she found it a little distracting, but to be honest, she truly didn't mind.
Goliath hummed to himself as he looked back around at the Clock Tower, before he looked at Quinn's awaiting face, almost laughing when he saw Brooklyn was still staring at her and she hadn't noticed, "It doesn't matter. As long as we are together, then that is home." he said with a smile.
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The next morning...
David Xanatos stood on the tower of Castle Wyvern, a smirk on his face, "It's great to be home." he said as he turned and walked inside the castle, coming to stop in Owen's office.
His assistant was watching a security tape with the man they had hired to get rid of the Gargoyles, "It looks like we have competition, sir." Owen said as he paused it.
Xanatos said nothing as he grabbed the file Owen had taken from the hospital of Quinn's medical records, flipping open the envelope, he looked at the profile picture, "It won't be long now until she's old enough for what I have in store for her." he said with an evil smirk on his face.
That's the end of that chapter! It took a little while to get my inspiration, but after reading some Gargoyle fics on DeviantART, especially the That 70's Show Gargoyles parody that MonstarzGirl is writing, that stuff is really funny, and I suggest you all go to read it!
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