Who, Last Time I'd Checked,

Did You Know That Wasn’t Me, The Other Max?” I Asked. “yeah.” “when?” “right Away.” “how?” I Persisted. “we Look Identical. She Even Had Identical Scars And Scratches. She Was Wearing My Clothes. How Could You Tell Us Apart?” He Turned To Me And Grinned, Making My World Brighter. “she Offered To Cook Breakfast.

What Are You Doing In There, Waxing Your Mustache?” Iggy Yelled, Pounding On The Bathroom Door. I Yanked The Door Open And Pushed Him Backward Hard, Making Him Stagger. “i Don’t Have A Mustache, You Idiot!” Iggy Giggled And Put His Arms Up To Protect Himself In Case I Punched Him. “and You Know What?” I Added. “you Don’t Have One Either. Well, Maybe In A Couple Years. You Can Always Hope.” I Left Him In The Hallway, Anxiously Fingering His Upper Lip.

Time To Die. -evil Angel

Have You Guys Been Playing In Toxic Waste Again?" Fang Asked Severely, Putting His Hands On His Hips. Nudge Giggled. "no." "been Bitten By A Radioactive Spider?" Fang Went On. "struck By Lightning? Drink A Super-soldier Serum?" "no, No, No," Said Iggy. He Started Reaching For Things Around The Table, And His Hand Landed On Total. "you're Black." "i Prefer Canine-american." Said Total. "when's That Pie Coming? I'm Starving.

Gazzy: (hugging Himself And Jumping Up And Down) "i'm Brilliant! I'm A Genius! I Can Blow Up The World!" Max: (raises Her Eyebrows) Gazzy: "not That I Would Want To, Of Course," (coughs)