AN: Hey people! The Real Ginger here! So sorry we haven't posted in forever, we've been so busy we haven't gotten to writing in forever! But I recently had alota time on my hands, so I whipped this up real quick to keep you readers satisfied and I hope you like it!

Iggy: How come I'm barely in it?

Ginger: Chill, man! You have the best line in the whole mini-story!

Mem: Why do you guys torture me like this?

Iggy: We don't torture you, we just shower you with our love!

Mem: Aka torture. -.-

Ginger: Oh, Lighten up, Mem! The story is called "Mem's Story," isn't it? Your name is in the title!

Mem: Just read the story already, Will ya?!

"When is she going to wake up?" Gazzy asks, sitting crisscross and resting his chin in his hands. He, Angel and Nudge have been waiting for Mem to wake up so they can get what they want. I'm pretty sure she's not gonna like that.

"I don't know, but try not to bother her much when she does. She needs a lot of rest if she's going to conjure up all that stuff." I say, flipping the page in my magazine. Gosh, celebrities are so strange. I mean, is that one lady wearing a friggin' meat dress?

"But I want a sandwich NOW!" he says, moaning and flopping over on his side. "And I need that new nail polish she promised! I mean, how could she just lay there and SLEEP when my nails need polishing?! They're so… GROSS! And my hair, too! It's so greasy; I can't even bear to feel it! And it smells like FISH! EWW! And don't even get me started on my-" Angel slaps her hand over Nudges mouth.

"Will you kindly shut UP?" she says with a death glare. Nudge just nods and curls up into a ball. I tune back into my magazine. Do people actually like this stuff? It's so stupid it's hard to stop reading it.

"KYAAAAAmmmm… wha…?" Mem says, rubbing her eyes. When she opens them and sees Gazzy, Nudge an Angel hanging over her, she screams and sits up quickly. Gazzy and her smack their foreheads together.

"OWWW! MEM!" Gazzy says, rubbing his forehead while Nudge whips her head back in laughter. I snicker. "WHY THE HELL WERE YO WATCHING ME WHILE I WAS SLEEPING? YOU STALKER! UGH, WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME? YOU'RE THE ONE HANGING OVER ME IN THE FIRST PLACE, YOU ASS! DAMN YOU GAZZY!" Mem screams at him. "WELL YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN SLEEPING! I WANNA SANDWICH!" Gazzy retorts. Nudge is still laughing during their screaming match and Angel looks totally utterly bored. It looks like a scene out of one of those manga cartoons Ginger's always reading. It's actually pretty entertaining. I close my magazine and turn my attention towards them.

"Seriously? A sandwich?!" Mem shrieks. He blushes and scratches the back of his head. "Well… Nudge wanted something too!" He says, pointing at Nudge. She stops laughing and looks up at them with wide eyes.

"Well, I needed this nail polish, and ya know, that shampoo stuff you put in your hair to make it not greasy? And make it the smelly kind cause it stinks too! But I guess If I have shampoo I'm gonna need a shower… But I also need some curlers, like those round things you put in your hair to give it loopies? Oh, and I have a list…" She says, digging around in her bag. Mem snatches the list away once she finds it and rips it in half. Nudge cringes.

"Oh, okay then…" She says, looking at her lap. Angel looks at all of them and shrugs. "Okay, I guess it's my turn. Hey, Mem?" she asks with bambi eyes. "Can I have a dollie?" she asks, putting a finger up to her chin. Ha! Try denying that Mem! I know exactly how you feel. I think to myself, remembering all the times Angel tricked me into getting her stuff with those eyes and her mind control.

"Nice try, but no." Mem says, waving her away. Angel frowns. "In case you forgot, I'm immune to your brain voodoo." Mem says, tapping the side of her head. "I have powers too, ya know."

She walks over to the other side of the cave we picked out for more safety and thinks up a chair, a lamp, a book and a cup of coffee. She sips her coffee and reads her book while Angel crosses her arms and grunts. "Hmmph! I didn't even want one!" she says. Nudge snorts.

I walk over to Mem and poke her on the arm. She looks up at me. "Hey, Mem, d'ya think you could give me some slippers? My feet are freezing." I ask, wiggling my toes. She snaps and cute fuzzy bunny slippers drop to the ground by my feet. I slip them on and grab my magazine.

"HEY!" Gazzy yells, jumping up onto his feet. "WHY THE HELL IS SHE SO SPECIAL?! SHE DIDN'T EVEN HAVE TO BEG! I WANT MY SANDWICH NOW, YOU BI-" I give Gazzy a death glare. "-iiigg fat meanie…?" he finishes. "Thank you." I say, lying down on my stomach with my feet in the air. I open to my bookmark and continue reading about Justin Beaver and that slut Millie Cyprus.

"Max actually has a reason for it, if I didn't give her slippers, her toes could've frozen off!" Mem says sarcastically without taking her eyes off of her book. "All you guys want is for your own pleasure. And Gazzy, don't tell me your starving because my Doritos and diet coke are gone and I have a feeling I know where they are." She flips a page and sips her coffee.

"But what about my hair? It smells like seafood! See?" Nudge exclaims, taking a chunk of her hair and shoving it under Mem's nose. "Okay, eww…" Mem replies, pushing her hand away. "And you don't need those chemicals to put in your hair, you just want it. Plus, I don't take requests from people who irritate me." She says. They look at Angel expectantly. She says nothing.

"Well, Angel cakes? Anything you absolutely positively need?" Mem asks, smiling at her. Then she clutches her head and drops her mug. "Rrrr… cut that out! Agh!" Mem looks pissed now. She stands up and grabs Angels arm.

"Stop what? Are you okay, Mem?" Angel asks innocently. "Why, you little," Mem grabs her other arm and shakes her around a bit. I would stop her, but I don't want to interfere with their mind battle.

They go on like that for a while, until they both collapse to the ground. I look over at them, and they're lying on the ground, Mem's arms around Angel and Angel grabbing Mem's shirt. I guess their minds were working so hard they couldn't even stay conscious. Suddenly I get the urge to go to the bathroom.

GINGER POV

I get home from "grocery shopping" with the guys and set the bags down at the front of the cave. Fang and I found the cave while we were searching for firewood one day and we decided to move in so we wouldn't be found as easily; the only way to get up here is to fly up or climb up.

"Well, that was fun!" Fish says, dropping his bags on the edge of the cave. I know what you're thinking: Fish thinks grocery shopping is fun? Well, since it was only the guys and I, they convinced me to hit the town arcade on our way home. It helped that while we still had a TV, I was an intense gamer.

"Definitely. We should do that more often!" Ig says, setting his down next to Fish's and mine. Fang just nods and does the same.

"Yeah, sure. Why not." I say, trying to hide my smile. I tried not to let them know I was having fun, but I don't think it was believable. What can I say? I'm just not the shopping type!

When we get farther into the cave I notice Mem and Angel laying on the floor, cuddling. "Awww, how sweet!" I say, my eyes practically shining. Fish snorts. "Last time I checked, Mem isn't exactly the cuddling type." He says, nudging her leg with his foot.

"No! Don't wake her up! I want to get a picture!" I say, pulling out my phone. Mem's creation (aka my iphone) will be the key to her defeat in this case. I can use this for blackmailing for a long time!

"Wait! Don't take it yet!" Iggy says, whipping out a black marker.

A.N. Check out chapters 4 or 5. I just edited them (this is Mem). There are slight changes. If you started reading this story AFTER 11/07/12 then do not worry about this message.