A/N;

LOL, me and my friends were talking about Kanye West today, cos my friend was talking and I was randomly like 'Hey, I'mma let you finish, but-" and we all laughed.

It seems to me that whenever the Faxness is about to happen, someone interrupts them. Mix Amazing Clichés with making fun of Kanye West, and this is what you get.

-Rain

"Max, I love you." Fang said, brushing back a strand of her brown slash blonde hair and leaning in to kiss her, "I couldn't imagine-"

"Hey, I'mma let you finish, but the kitchen is on fire!" Iggy screamed. Max sighed, pushed Fang away and went to help the blind pyro.

Later

"Finally, some alone time." Max sighed, grinning at the dark haired avian boy, "Now, where were we?"

"I was just going to say that I couldn't imagine life without you. I would seriously-"

"Hey, I'mma let you finish, but Angel's wrestling with the Undertaker!" Total shrieked from the living room. A crash! followed. Max sighed, pushing Fang away, and went to go break up the pro-wrestling competition in the living room.

Later

"What's with all these rude interruptions today?" Max frowned, "Now, where were we?"

"I would seriously go emo without you, Max. I would-"

"Hey, I'mma let you finish, but Gazzy's about to punch Magnolia in the face!" Nudge hollered from the backyard. Max sighed, pushed Fang away and went to save the dog.

Later

"Now we should be able to get some peace!" Max said firmly. "Okay, what were you saying?"

Fang glanced around nervously, afraid of being interrupted, before continuing. "I would seriously spend all my time flying into trees and stabbing myself in the fingers with rocks if you weren't around."

He waited. No interruptions! "So yeah, I love-"

"HEY I'MMA LET YOU FINISH, BUT MOM JUST SLAPPED PARIS HILTON!" Ella yelled. Max growled. Fang braced himself, ready to be pushed away.

"Aren't you going to-"

"I'm tired of being interrupted by inconsiderate jerks. Let's make out."

"But your Mom, and Paris-"

"Hey I'mma let you finish, AFTER WE MAKE OUT!"

They made out, and Fang never finished his sentence.

--

"Stop it, Kanye!"

"What?"

"Kanye's a -censored-. He's being a -censored-."

"Ah."

A/N;

That last little bit was a conversation between me and my friend, talking about our other friend.

If anyone likes Kanye West, I'm sorry. This is just my opinion, and I hope you respect mine like I respect yours.