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"Gosh darn it, who's idea was this?!" I yelled, running yet again after those stupid birds.

"You're the one who said, and I quote- "It's always more fun when the other readers come into and help right the story!" He said it in a high girly voice.

"Forgive me for trying to make sure you get some good popularity!" I replied, quickly grabbing the last duck and tying a string around it. "Look, there's the person who told us to do this." I nodded towards Silentthunder, who was adjusting her glasses. "Hey peeps. I'm Thunder!"

"Nice to meet you. Are we all set to, well, be utterly ridiculous?" I asked, picking up a duck. The others nodded. I tied a duck to each of their heads securely, and pointed to the Minnesota border. The two walked into the state with tall backs, ignoring the completly confounded border guard watching them. I laughed as the duck managed to fly away, but not before relieving himself on a certain ginger's head.

"GET BACK HERE YOU BLOODY BIRD! I'LL TEACH YOU A LESSON!" Thunder and I pulled him away, still kicking and screaming at that poor duck.

"It is illegal to walk into or out of Minnesota with a duck on your head." Minnesota Law

"Come on horsie! Come on boy!" I gently pulled on the reins to bring the horse closer to the water. "That's a good boy!"

"When's that girl who likes Jellylorum coming?" Macavity asked, sitting on the dock reading some super villain manual.

I tied the horse's reins to the dock. "Any time now... There she is!" I pointed to a girl skipping up towards us.

"OMG, hey guys! How are you? Are you ready to be super cool villains? Can we all have code names in case the po pos come? I mean, you don't know my REAL name, but still!" She kept talking and talking, occasionally stopping to eat some candy out of a bucket.

"Macavity, this is Effanineffable. Our partner in crime today!" I said during a candy break.

Macavity, being himself, immediately pounced onto the name. "What does that word even mean? Effanieffable? Those Jellicles must have been pretty high up if they thought-" I elbowed him again. "Do you want to offend our readers? I think not!" Sighing, I turned back to the girl. "You ready for this?"

"I was born ready! Well actually, I wasn't born into a life of crime; it just seems like a fun thing to do. Ha, there was this one day..." She kept speaking as Macavity set her up on the horse behind him. I handed him the reins of the horse and a fishing pole. He spurred the horse into the water as deep as he could go, and cast a line out. After waiting a few minutes, a giant tug on the line pulled Macavity off the horse. He glared at our laughing faces as he dragged himself out of the water, completely soaked.

"Want to try again?" I forced out, still giggling every time I glanced at him.

"The law doesn't specify that you have to get a fish, just which you try!" He stomped away.

Effanieffable and I waited a few more seconds, than burst right back into laughter.

"It is a crime to fish while on horseback." Utah Law

We were hiding out in the bushes like super cool spies, watching the house across the street. I pulled out the binoculars, keeping watch for the pizza man.

"Who exactly are we stalking?" Macavity questioned, annoyed and bored as usual.

I glared evilly. "We are in front of pouncii's house, a brilliant fanfiction author. She wrote one of my favorite stories. I'm like, obsessed with it. It's so depressing, yet amazing, and-" I abruptly stopped and smacked Macavity in the back of his head.

"What was that for?!"

"For being such an evil pervert in "Wicked Games", that's what! Hey look, the pizza truck!" I went completely off topic as I grabbed my binoculars again. The truck pulled up and parked in front of the house. A teenager grabbed an extra large pizza from the passenger seat and rang the doorbell to pouncii's house.

A woman with a Starbucks coffee mug answered the door. "May I help you?"

"Extra large pizza, with all the fixings. That's twenty five dollars ma'am." He replied.

The woman tilted her head. "I, um, didn't order any pizza. Certainly not all that."

"Ma'am this is the address I was told to bring this to."

"But- Oh never mind. Here." She grabbed some money out of her pocket and handed it to him. She took the box inside and closed the door.

After the pizza man had left, I went to her mailbox and placed twenty five dollars in it. It was only fair.

"It is illegal to have pizza delivered to someone's house without their prior knowledge of it happening." Louisiana Law

Macavity and I were bouncing pickles on the ground. "Okay, I'm not sure if this technically counts as a law..." I said, concerned.

"Sure it does! It's false advertising!" Macavity replied quickly, smiling as his pickle didn't bounce. He washed it off and placed it inside a jar.

"Hmmm... I guess I'll take it." I shrugged. My pickle didn't bounce either, so I washed it and placed it with the others. Once the jar was filled, we labeled it Pickles and tried to sell it on the street.

"Get your genuine pickles here! They're so truthful and yummy!" I called out to passersby. "You'll love their honesty and taste!"

One woman stopped, smiling a knowing grin. "Genuine pickles, eh?"

Macavity nodded. "The most genuine on the block."

"This is in no way is breaking some sort of law, or anything of the sort?"

I quickly smiled. "Of course not ma'am. It's a true pickle."

She laughed and bought the jar. "I would love to stay and chat, but I have to hurry to the library. My penguin ate my homework, and I have to redo it before school!" She ran off with the pickles.

"In order for a pickle to be officially considered a pickle, it must bounce." Connecticut Law

I watched her leave. "Do you think... she was on to us?"

Macavity shrugged. "Nah, she's just a curious human. Nothing more."

I felt like he was wrong, but I didn't argue. "Well come on cat, lots of stupid laws we still have to break."

"But only if you promise that we do something with the Jellicles next time."

I smiled mischievously. "Deal! Munkustrap had better watch out."

Hmmm... what am I going to do with Munkus? You'll have to read to find out! Please keep giving me feedback, and sending in laws! I love them soooo much!

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