This story belongs to the two fucked up 18-year-old minds of Angel and Rina, they would like to thank their 14-year-old mommy, THEY LOVE YOU MOMMY! Remember you may of brought them into this world, but contrary to popular belief they can take you out. They only own Dr. Loony, the rest of the characters they pride themselves in tormenting. *Innocent grin* if this offends you *Evil grin* good.
As the scene opens, we see Soda looking into the side view mirror of a car they were working on. Two-bit is currently following an ant around the outside of the DX. Johnny is cowering in a corner after a severe beating from his father. Dally is ranting and raving about Sylvia cheating on him yet again. Steve is in the back throwing items at the wall. Pony hides in the back floor bored of the car as a group of girls come in to flirt with Soda, As I speak Sandy is in deep conversation with the voices in her head, Darry is currently unavailable due to some work propaganda.

"Damnit, which one of you was I following? Oh well I'll follow you." Two- Bit exclaims following the wrong ant.

Dally is pacing back and forth screaming random words that cannot be repeated in this fic, accidentally he squashes Two-Bits beloved ants.

"You killed him" Two-bit cried piercingly with eyes watering.

Steve comes out from the back yelling at them to "shut up and to quit bitching" Dally proceeds to tell Steve where he can go. They were interrupted by Sodas calls for Steve's assistance; Steve turns to Soda with a smile.

"Yea buddy how can I help you?" Steve ask cheerfully, Soda turned to Steve with a concerned look

"How's my hair?"

"I'm afraid that you might not have enough hair gel, And that a strong with may nock a hair out of place," Steve answered despite the face that it was unusually calm outside.

Soda frowned and turned back to the mirror adding more grease to his hair. All of a sudden, he felt a tug on his pants causing them to fall down slightly. As he pulled them back up he turned to see his frightened little brother looking up at him fearfully.

"Are they gone" Pony whispered, Soda looked at him confused,

"Who?" Pony pulled Soda down to eye level and whispered timidly.

"The girls." Soda attempted to cock an eyebrow failing miserably and chuckled in amusement. Pony whimpered pathetically. Soda nodded and went back to fixing his hair occasionally looking up at his former girlfriend Sandy whose deep conversation had instantly turned into a heated argument.

Everyone is oblivious to the fact that Johnny is mumbling Incoherently while rocking back and forth.
This chapter is the product of Angel and Rina's minds at 3:30 in the morning after a 6-hour long distance phone conversation. See how staying up late on the phone advances the use of 25-cent words. All words come straight from the vocabulary of Rina and Angel. For neither of them has any clue what a dictionary is, they would have to find one of those books that define elaborate words.

(Rina is chasseing Sir Fluff-a-lot to retrieve her temporarily unavailable Butterfinger that her faithful penguin has so generously confiscated for the moment; he is now running through the Park with Rina following close behind.

Angel is busy educating her elephant's peanut and jelly on the fine art of balancing on a ball; jelnut is looking on in disgust as his parents perform like Monkeys.)

All Flames will be used to toast fluffy marshmallows soaked intensely in cold and flu medication (AKA Couch Syrup.)