I think we're long overdue for a new His World chapter.
1. Serenade
"There's a girl I know whose name isn't Sandra,
She isn't a blonde like Kendra,
Nor is she as tall as Melinda,
But she's perfect and I'm talkin' about you, Amanda!"
Milo promptly passed out under her window, his accordion still attached to a strap around his neck. His Shakespearian cap was carried off by the wind, hitting the windshield of a passing car, which swerved and slammed into a brick mailbox.
Amanda rushed outside, setting the heavy accordion aside and dragging Milo into the house. She sighed as she left him in the living room, finding a small towel to use as a wet cloth.
"I appreciate the gesture, Milo," Amanda said as she laid the cloth across his head. "But maybe you should be sure the weather isn't 95 degrees Fahrenheit first."
2. Chopping Away at the Creativity
"Angry fanmail, angry fanmail, coupon for that milkshake place down by the wharf, that's the only thing worth keeping..." Max muttered, tearing up the first bag of fanmail they'd received since Zack had abandoned the group.
"So what's gonna happen now?" Sean asked. Lyle and Melvin tapped away at their phones. If they were worried about the future of the group, they were good at not displaying it.
Max gestured to himself. "We need a new lead. And since I was second in command, I'm now the leader of the former ragtag group of the Lumberzacks. Which will be called Lumbermax from this day on. Someone tweet it now. This needs to be made official as soon as possible."
Melvin raised his hand. "I've already started posting it on every major social media site. Hasn't been ten minutes and I'm already feeling the flames."
"Ignore the haters, Max," Max said. "We need a new image. If our fans don't like it, it's their loss."
"But you're Max," Melvin complained.
"I'm not the only Max anymore," Max replied. "Anyway, my name is just Max. Sean, your name is Maxwell. Melvin, yours is Maximillian, and Lyle, I'm calling you Maximo. However, for branding and convenience purposes, we'll be shortening it all to Max. Any questions?"
Nobody objected. Max nodded in approval. "Good. Now, we should start coming up with a new single. Since Zack used to handle the songwriting, I will take on that duty in his absence. Now, someone call up the record company and tell them to change 'chop' to 'saw', since it's easier than coming up with a new song."
3. The Dr. Zone Files Theme Extended Cover (Collab with Zonian4life and Rubbishdroid)
"Take Five," Kris said. "And remember Wally, the line is 'Time for trouble on the double', not 'Time to bubble for toil and trouble'."
Wally frowned. "Well excuse me for going to see Macbeth last weekend. I needed to do some research."
"How's your English project going by the way?" Sara asked. "I've been putting off mine for two weeks now."
"It wasn't for the English project," Wally said. "I needed to look at the clothing so I can be historically accurate for my AU."
"Okay, let's try this again. Everyone quiet!" Kris said, hitting the play button. An instrumental version of the theme song started up.
"It's time for danger, time for action-"
"Ah!" Sara yelped.
Kris slammed the stop button, whirling around in her chair. "What?" she yelled.
Sara laughed sheepishly, setting a cup of lemonade aside and dabbing at her shirt with a napkin. "I spilled my drink on myself. Guess I shouldn't have tried to sneak it in between the opening notes and the first line."
Kris groaned and slammed her head on her desk. "Take Six. Please don't screw up this time."
