True Blue and Snap Crackle, by Becca and Olivia Kallai

"Why do you have to be so sticky, True Blue?" asked Snap Crackle.

"That's just how I'm made, and why do you have to be so loud every time I touch you?" answered True Blue.

 
"I don't know, but why are you the one everyone likes, and not me?  Because I don't have taste?  Maybe I shouldn't even be keeping you warm until someone comes along and unwraps you," snapped Snap Crackle.

"You are so disrespectful," yelled True Blue.

"I am not disrespectful,"called Snap Crackle.

"Oh, be quiet," said True Blue.

"Fine.  Someone is coming, look appetizing," giggled Snap Crackle.

"They're getting closer.  Closer.  Oh!  They went for the Sour Skittles again.  Why do Skittles always get what they want and we don't?" asked True Blue.

"Well, it's all your fault.  You didn't look tasty enough," snapped Snap Crackle.

"Hey, it's not my fault I got stale because people never pick my delicious body of flavor.  Oh, and keep me warmer!" screamed True Blue.

"Stop complaining about 'Oh, I'm stale this' and 'Oh, I'm cold that'" yelled Snap Crackle.

"Shh, someone's coming," whispered True Blue.

"They picked us! They picked us!" Snap Crackle exclaimed quietly.

"Don't get your hopes up, it is just an elderly guy," True Blue murmured quietly.

"Hey! Don't throw us on the counter so hard, we are breakable," yelled Snap Crackle to the elderly man.

"They never hear us. Don't even bother telling him ," murmured True Blue.

"We are finally out of that store. The Lollipops were starting to creep me out," said Snap Crackle.

"But this place isn't any better.  We are inside his pocket.  Oh, hi M&M's, did he forget to eat you, too?" asked True Blue.

"Oh of course he did," thought Snap Crackle.

Who are we?

Bakery Goods, by Tallulah, Isa, and Maia

"Yo, what up yummy!" Chocolate Dummy croaked.

"Sup, how's the munchin' in your lunchin'?" Dough Face snorted.

"Nothing much, my tasty munch," Chocolate Chunk babbled.

"So, did you see any dudes that came in at the market today Dough Face?" Chocolate Dummy exclaimed.

"Ya, he almost bought me and gave me to his girlfriend for dessert! Did you see anyone Chocolate Chunk?" Dough Face grunted.

"I know, that stinks when that happens. Then they see a better treat after they see us," Chocolate Chunk screamed sadly.

"Well I saw someone cute...." Chocolate Dummy dully said.

"Oh yeah! I bet you a cookie I saw someone even cuter!?" Dough Face bragged.

"No!" Screamed Chocolate Chunk.

"Well.... the cookie I saw had good chunks!" exclaimed Chocolate Dummy.

"Oh really, well the one that I saw had even better chunks!"Dough Face said has she spun away to get lost in the eyes of her new love.         

"All of this talk about chunks is making my mouth water," Chocolate Chunk drooled. 

"Well to bad 'cause I saw a handsome all chocolate extra mushy cookie with the HUGEST chunks you could ever imagine!" Chocolate Dummy said competing.

"NO! I saw the best chunks known to man!" Dough Face screamed.

"Well whatever," sighed Chocolate Dummy.

"While you guys are admiring your new love's I will be over here looking at my fresh dough,"Chocolate Chunk babbled.

"No I won't, I'll be here putting frosting on myself, so don't bump my elbow," Dough Face said walking away into the bakery.

"I have to go to the factory to get myself a chocolate chip facial," Chocolate Dummy said walking away with a pose.

"I'll be here grooming my chocolate chips," Chocolate Chip said staring down on his chocolate chips.

"Well I better be off to my facial now, okay?" Chocolate Dummy announced.

"See 'ya later," Dough face proclaimed as she left.

"Bye, see you tomorrow at the bake sale!" Chocolate Chunk screamed back as she looked back down to admire her chocolate chunks.

"Bye girls! See you later!" Chocolate Dummy yelled.

                                                                                 WHO ARE WE???????

A Story Wid Style, by Laudi and Haley

"Yo White Stuff, wut up?" hollered Bling Bling.

"Nothin' much, 'cept I went to a man in a big white outfit that had a sticker on that said: Hello. My name is Dr. Herman. Then he took us in to a big empty room and the lights went out! I woke up and my friends were gone! *Sigh*. Anyway, wat up wid you?" asked White Stuff sadly.

"Well, at least I'm still here. Anyway, I got glimmed out with blue stuffed and the same thing happened to me! Except my friends are still here... Besides that, I'm O.K., but I feel really sympathy for ya man," explained Bling Bling.

Then, all of the sudden..."AHHHHHH! There's an earth quake happenin'! Wait? Wat dat stick with somethin' colorful on it?" asked White Stuff.

"I da know, man! But it's getting closer.. Wait, there's a coating shloberin shlush!" muffled Bling Bling.

"Sner smomes ma shiquide.." proclaimed White Stuff.

"It's over! Whoo! I feel like I just had a shower.. I feel all good inside... Wat about you?" Drowsily asked White Stuff.

"I feel good too, but I am ti-red, man," sang Bling Bling."I'm just practicin' my notes," sang Bling Bling again, only embarrassed.

"Yawn! I'm tired too man. I'm goin' to hit the hay," yawned White Stuff.

"Kay man, see you tomorrow morning, night!" Said Bling Bling.

"Night.. Wait!" protested White Stuff.

"What?" Asked Bling Bling annoyed.

"It's only 3 o'clock!!" Yelled White stuff.

"Um, like they say, a holder's job is never done!" Said Bling Bling excitedly.

"True dat, true dat. Anyway, It's about snack time!" proclaimed White Stuff.

"Oh yeah! June's parents are comin' home for snack right about... Now!" Said Bling Bling.

Who are we?

Mystery Writing, by Olivia Falco and Sierra

    "Hey, leather buddy! Sup!" screamed Skirt.

    "Not much! I think they forgot to brush her star, because man am I dusty!" replied Crown Piece.

    "Are you kidding me? I haven't been polished since World War 2! I think leather CPR is calling my name!" informed Flap.

    "Ya, I feel pretty bad for pour little curb chain down there. I think Pebbles slobbered on him!" Cheek Piece cried out.

    "I think the billet straps are about to snap! Can you tell what gait we're traveling at?" questioned Cantal.

    "I hope Simon doesn't come. Snaffle came out bent when he was done!" whined Brow band.

    "Yeah Mac, McFatty squished me the last time he drove in!" asserted Seat.

    "Ha,ha, little seat can't hold big fatty!" hollered Throat Latch.

     "Finally! We're almost done being pulled and pushed around. I wonder if we're done for the day? Then I can chill-ax!" panted Croupper.

    "I know how you feel, except I'm all slimy and covered in grass!" poor Bit puffed out.

    "You wanna hear a joke?" asked D-ring.

    "Sure, but it better be a good one, not one of those stupid bad ones. You really need to learn how to say a joke!" Chin strap moaned.

     "Knock, knock!" spoke D-ring.

    "Who's there?" cried  Martingale. 

    "Kung," laughed  Pommel.

    "Kung who?"  Nose band replied.

    "Kung Fu Panda!" Knee Roll said cracking up.

    "That wasn't very funny! I told you to make me laugh, not die of boredom," piped Curb Chain.

    "Yeah it was! Get it? Kung...KUNG FU PANDA! HAHAHA!" laughed Skirt.

    "So who are we fools? Huh, bet you can't guess!" they all yelled.

Who are we?

Who Are We? by Abby and Talia

    "Hey my dairy-rockin' buddy. How you doin'? blurted the sweet chunky treat.

    " I'm good. Do you want to come over for a dunk?" questioned the smooth white lactose .

    "Thanks for the offer, I would go, but don't want to get soggy, or else I might get caught by Santa." sighed crumbled chocolate mess sadly.

    "OK smart idea I wouldn't want to get messy either." sputtered the dairy delight.

    "You would think that I would have a bigger brain, but it all butter and chocolate from my top half up. What do you know, I am still pretty sharp, don't you think?" said the complacent sugar treat.

    "Yes I think your very smart in fact I think your smarter than me!" replied the dairy not even realizing his friend was boasting.

    " I thought it would be pretty suspicious to have an untouched soggy treat. Eh?" questioned the crumbly dessert.

    "I agree smarty." said the drink under his breath, now realizing the snarky treat.

    " So... what have you done since last night?" asked the baked dough trying to start a conversation "I have had a pretty short boring life since I came out of the oven..."he said the now sad and upset.

    " Well, I, " said the 2% getting back at his friend, now boasting himself, "was abruptly disrupted when I was picked up from the store, bagged and brought home, in a bumpy car ride. To my surprise, I was put back into my cool living environment. I was quite comfortable until I was poured out and stuck in this glass. Luckily I was spared for Santa and not drinkin'. "

   " Shhhhh... I think I hear something." said the smart and now scared show-off in a low tone.

    Thump Thump Thump.

 "Barbara! What is in the fridge? I can't get any work done. I need something." Screamed a man. "This paper is due tomorrow.  Jeez, my boss should cut me some slack. I need you to  get this done... blah blah blah"   mocked the man as he mumbled to himself. "

    " I think I have a plan... if you just follow me we, you can go down the drain, and I can roll down the street... Until then,  you have to help" said the smart dough now realizing that they were in great danger of being  eaten."OK, I am going to push you off the counter and down the drain..."

    "But-" said the drink trying to butt in, but was not useful

    "One-two-three! Huff, huff. What do you think about a low-fat diet? What the heck are you eating?" wondered the treat trying to push his off the counter.

    "That's not me, it's the glass!" said the drink is his defense.

    "I need to go faster, Almost there-" huffed the poor treat, but before he could finish, the drink was already down the drain.

    Pl up, pl up, pl up

    "There my buddy goes..." sighed the sugar filled  yummy chewy delight.

    "Thankkkkkkk youuuuuuuu" yelled the thankful white protein.

    "Now it is just me, here goes nothing...Aghhhhhhhhhhhhh" yelled the round treat, as he leaped off the counter, and out the doggy door.

     Epilogue

Now the sugar packed treat is living in the  New York dump with his buddy the white drink, after they found each other by the pipes.  They are very happy, and are quite satisfied in their new living space, behind a cabinet, dealing with their "friends" the ants...

The Tale of Scratch and Poker, by Eric and Jackson

    "What's up dude, I've got to go trim myself", exclaimed Scratch.

     

    "Good for you'', Poker replied, ''I've got to go point something out".

    ''Sweet, I just got out of my trim and bath'', Scratch resolved.

    "Now that my pointing is done, why don't we go do something more fun?" Poker suggested.

    "Sorry, I just found out I have to go digging in the garden with my master'', Scratch said feeling a bit down.

    

    ''Didn't you just take a bath?'', Poker asked.

    '' Ya'', Scratch confirmed,''if I knew I was going digging now I wouldn't have taken one!"

    

      "Hey, if someone had to figure out what we are without us telling them, do you think they would get it right?", Poker asked.

    ''No way, we are way to interesting yeah know what I mean'', Scratch replied.

    "Ya, we have a pretty cool job in life. I have to admit. It's not my first choice but its pretty sweet anyways!", Poker announced. 

    "I've never noticed this but you're really tall and skinny'', Scratch pointed out.

    "You now what I really hate?", Poker asked.

    ''No'', Scratch said.

    "I really hate it when my master is jogging and I get flung all over the place, I hate that more than anything else." Poker answered. 

    ''Yeah, I hate when I get jammed into a wall and I get pulled back an I get injured'', Scratch added. 

    "I also really hate when my master cracks me it feels like my bone is getting pulled apart.", Poker added.

    ''Wait, why are we talking about two different masters? We both have the same master, right?'', Scratch wondered.

    ''Oh right'', Poker admitted,''I forgot." 

  

    ''The only thing I like about this job is that I get to be close to my master'', Scratch said.

  

    "Well, my favorite part of the job is that I don't need to eat drink or sleep like my master does its really handy so I don't get heat stroke and stuff", Poker replied.

    ''I also like that I have my own personal bed'', Scratch added.

    

    "See you later, master calls", Poker said.

    ''See you neighbor I'm going to go rest, are you still listening, hello, hello?'', Scratch asked without a reply.

Can You Guess It? by Jayden and Jack

"Sup Jumper, hey, Could you maybe get off my leg?"Groans Digger.

"No can do I'm still chewing, Digger," Replied Jumper.

"Well I guess you want the bath,don't you,"Digger spat back.

"Not really but I guess I'll find you rib if you stop chewing,"stated Jumper.

"Fine I'll stop chewing if you just get off my leg," complained Digger.

"Ok, okay, I'll get off if you get your friend Chewy for me,"Jumper negotiated.

"What was that! Come up to my ear! You know I have bad hearing!"Yells Digger.

" I said Ok, okay I'll get off if you get your friend Chewy for me," Jumper shouted.

"I just need you off my leg! You can be anywhere but my leg,"Screams Digger.

"Fine but I get to let my friends stay," Jumper argued.

"No way! I'm not only good for making deals you know," Digger yells at the top of his lungs.

"Ya, you are unless you want to find your friend,"nagged Jumper.

"You know what,come here Chewy!"calls Digger.

"Thank you,"muttered Jumper.

"Chewy," Digger repeats.

"I don't have all day,"echoed Jumper.

"Doggone it, he's asleep! All he does is sleep,sleep,and sleep,"hollered Digger.

"Why don't you bring me to him,"bellowed Jumper.

"Just bring your friends to my ear and make a nest so I'll be happy,"Digger protested.

"Fine. Maybe I will," exclaimed Jumper.

"Ok then,"Digger boomed.

"Or maybe not, there's Chewy."Restated Jumper.

Growling in frustration, Digger threatened, "Thats not Chewy, and hurry before you get the bath!

"Almost. Ok, Itch, jump!" Jumper yelled.  Jumper and his friends jumped onto Digger's ear.

"Finally,my legs not itchy,"declared Digger.

"Jumpers companion Itch:It's always about you,isn't it?"croaked Itch.

"Why is he your best friend Jumper,can't it be Scratch or someone else,"digger begged.

"I have some good times with him."Decided Jumper.

"Like when?"Questioned Digger.

"like right now,"Jumper pointed out.

"Why do I have to deal with them?"Babbles Digger to himself.




Who are we?

Mystery Story, by Levi and Harrison

    "Sup, Ballzer. How's it hanging down there?" asked Skinny String.

    "Pretty boss Skinny String, hows the sauce?"Ballzer grunted.

    "The sauce is very slimy, hows the fork doing Ballzer?"squeaked Skinny String.

    "Pretty chilled but it hurts my bottom. I hope we don't have to go to Foam's house, because he is very crabby,"shrieked Ballzer.

    "That would be a huge bummer to me Ballzer,"whined Skinny String

    "Some fat European dude bought me for take out,"Ballzer cried.

    "I am sure the fat man was happy with what he got, but how did you stay alive?"Skinny String howled.

    "Because I squirted sauce in his face Ballzer explained. Is your waiter treating you nice?"asked Ballzer.

    "Yeah braw, how is your fat European dude doing?,"stammered Skinny String.

    "Pretty grooving Skinny String. How is your girlfriend Skinny String?,"asked Ballzer.

    "She is fine,"Skinny String explained to Ballzer

    "Cool."Ballzer grunted.

    "What are you doing?,"Skinny String asked.

    "Squirting sauce in my bath tub,"Ballzer replied.

    "Good to know? Do you want pizza?,"Skinny String gawked.

        "Ya sure because pizza is pretty tasty if you know what I mean,"Ballzer remarked.

    "I do know what you mean,"Skinny String

    "Cool, do you want to go to my beach house in Hawaii?," Ballzer asked.

    "Yes, but I can't go,"Skinny String reported.

    "Why? You don't like me? Jerk!,"Ballzer screamed.

    "Because I have to go to Mexico with my nanny,"Skinny String explained to Ballzer.

    "Fine. Foam and I will have lots of fun in Hawaii!,"Ballzer squealed.

    "Good, I hope you have a lot of fun!,"Skinny String grunted.

    "We will!,"Ballzer asserted.

    "Fine!,"Silly String remarked.

    "Life is good huhh,"grunted Skinny String.

    "True dat braw!,"shriveled Ballzer.

 

Blue and Foam, by William and Patrick

    "Hey, Blue, the last guy who came in here didn't use us. What's up with that?" asked Foam.

    

    "I don't know. I wish he did, because I have mold growing on me in this tube," exclaimed Blue.

   

    "I wonder why all the people are in such hurry to leave?" questioned Foam.

     

    "I don't know, I think its because they have better things to do than use us," said Blue.

    "I know, it is sort of disgusting that they don't use us,  but if you think about it, we are in a pretty good position," stated Foam.

   

    "What do you mean by that, Foam?" asked Blue.

    "Well they're not touching us. Isn't that good," said Foam with glee.

    "Yeah you're right, I think I should start listening to you more often!" said Blue.

    "Oh, here comes another guy, get ready!" said Foam with power.

    "No, that's not a guy, that's a dog wondering around in the wrong place!" Blue said with frustration.

    "Sorry, I can't really see well with this foam surrounding my eyes" apologized Foam.

    "That's o.k., I used to be the same way, till there was a hole in this thing," said Blue.

    "Have you thought about that, when the next time someone uses us, we are going to die. So I hope no one uses us in a while," exclaimed Foam.

    "Ya, I hope so too," Blue said tiredly.

    "GUESS WHO WE ARE!" they yelled together!

Who Am I? by Ben and Tommy

    "Sup Tin, what you doing outside today?" asked Blacky.

   

    "Nothing much, got to take trip to the dump today," exclaimed Tin.

   

     "Oh, ain't that funny, I went yesterday," laughed Blacky.

     "No wonder I didn't see ya yesterday. I was looking all ova for you," gasped Tin.

  

      "Ya probably," Blacky sighed.

     

      "Well, I'm leaving in a bit, so let's do something exciting," Tin requested.

     

      "How about we do something smiler to what we did yesterday," Blacky asked not knowing what ells they could do.

     

       "We didn't do any thin yesterday you were at the dump member?," Tin objected.

     

        "Oh that was wit another guy,"bellowed Blacky. "I guess I could show you, this is how it works," revealed Blacky. "First I hide something in me, then you try to figure out what it is," smiled Blacky.

     

        "That sounds like fun, do I get clues," asked Tin.

     

        "Sometimes, but only when it is really hard," muttered Blacky.

     

       "Oh, ok I get it so lets get started," yelled Tin!

     

        "Ok, I hid something, now you have to find it," interjected Backy after he hid it deep inside of him.

     

       Tin dove in, he came out a minute later and yelped "I found it. Easy as pie, here it is," he showed him with a smirk on his face.    

     

        "What is it I thought you would like it," smiled Blacky.

     

      "Cool can, here comes the garbage man see ya," Tin explained .        

     

       "Bye," Blacky gasped. He waited for what seemed like for ever. He even tried to to play that game, but it wasn't fun with only one person because you always new were the object was. When Tin finally got home he yelled "Finally your home I was waiting for ever."

  

      "Sorry big line, I was waiting for ever" Tin gasped.

  

    "You want to play that game," asked Blacky.

    

      "Sure, lets start," exclaimed Tin.

  

        "Ok so I'm hiding something ok I'm done ready set go," Blacky exclaimed.

    

Mystery Writing, by Anna and Sydney

"Hello there, what's up?" bubbled Crumbly.

 "Nothing much, just feeling a little sweetened out," laughed Purple Silk.    

    

"It's getting hot outside and what's that noise?" said Crumbly.

   

"I think I'm flying and getting a little dizzy, but I'm not sure what that noise is. How about you?" wined Purple Silk.    

  

 "Nope I'm not dizzy, but I am flaming hot while flying," babbled Crumbly.

"Where are we? I'm getting dropped and smoothed out on you. Do you feel me?" said Purple Silk.

" Yes, I feel you. Sorry to get you dirty because I have mud on myself. I know you like that purple shirt your wearing," Crumbly said sadly.

" I know I love it, its my favorite shirt. Wait, NO were getting sucked into something, do you feel it?" Purple Silk screamed.

" Yes, I do feel that. I'm getting bitten by huge white walls, wait Purple Silk are you there?"

" Yes, I'm there, but i think I'm sliding down a water slide of green slimy stuff," spoke Purple Silk nervously.

" Same. What's that white liquid chasing us?" whipped Crumbly    

" I think its something called Leche as it says on the bottle that was next to me earlier," pointed out Purple Silk.

"Whatever, I just hope it won't drowned me like it did to my sister, Sweetie Pie," jeered Crumbly.

" Oh yea, I forgot about her. No offence but she was kind of a brat," snickered Purple Silk.

"Yea, I know but let's get back on topic to the fact that we possibly could drown," popped out Crumbly.

" Sorry, I forgot. Um, Crumbly do you know where we are going?" questioned Purple Silk.

" Not sure I mean you are the smart one in body parts so how should I know?" melted Crumbly.

" Wait were in a body? You could of told me that earlier. Maybe your the smart one today," explained Purple Silk.

"Look there's a exit sign. Lets go through," spoke Crumbly

" Yeah, let's go through, but I wonder were it leads too? Do you know because your the smart one today. Oh and by the way I hope we get out of here soon."

" Wow, I See light. Oh yea, were out of here! " Crumbly said excitedly.

" Oh yeah, I'm so happy we're out, but why are we wet? Oh, who cares," Purple Silk exclaimed. 

               

 "Wait,where are we?" they both screamed.

 

Who are we?

 

The Unexpected Experience of Mr. Crunch and Ms. Stink, by Eva and Audrey

                                                                   

     "Howdy, y'all! What's doing?" joked Mr. Crumble in an Australian accent. 

     ''Nothing much, just chillin' with my new job at the Spreader Co. How are you doing?'' announced Ms. Stink.

    "Well, I'm doing fine, except the fact that your kind of sitting on me," complained Mr. Crumble.

    "Well I'm sorry it's not my fault. Just a second ago, I was resting on the big flying saucer minding my own stink, and the next thing I new I was siting on your scratchy behind!" Ms. Stink cried very loudly.

    "Harrumph," puffed Mr. Crumble.

    ''Harrumph,'' copied Ms. Stink. ''So, what should we do now?'' She asked breaking the silence. 

    "How am I supposed to know? Its hard to think when I'm being sat on. I mean there is that strange thing coming at us at a very high speed," cried Mr. Crumble, now very impatient.

   ''That's not a strange thing, that is a super strange thing! It's got five carrots sticking out of it!" yelled Ms. Stink, a little confused. 

   "Okay it's no time to argue, but I think we better do something!"whispered Mr. Crumble in a dramatic tone.

   Mr.Crumble tried to jump out of the way with Ms.Stink still on his back. But it was no hope, the strange monster thing had already trapped them in its carrot like cage.

   "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah," they screamed together.     

   Three seconds later they entered the tunnel of doom and they were never seen again. Well they were seen, but not till the end. They looked different. They felt different. They were in a different place. They were not the same.   

    

   Who are we?

The Tale Of Stitch And Woodie, by Cole and Henry

  "Ouch!", blurted Woodie.

     "You got it easy,why don't you stop hitting me", hissed Stitch.

    "Take that! I'm gone! Now you've got to face Splinter! Ha!", yelled Woodie.  "He's the toughest one you'll face!"

    Stitch rored in anger "OH NO!",  Boom. "AHHHHHHHHH!" ,oh wait, I can see my house from here. OMG. Here comes the drop",!

    "Haha! Got you Stitch!", chuckled Web triumphently.

    "He got lucky that Web was there", mumbled Woodie.

     Stitch wondered as he was back inside Pocket.

    "Don't be so sure Stitch, it's Splinters  again. Haha.", laughed Woodie.

    "The same roller coaster over and over again", Stitch choaked.

    "I'm a guru at this Stitch, so be ready", bragged Splinter

RIPPPP! ,"OOOOOWWWW! My skin! It came off! I'm naked, oh my god!", screamed Stitch in terror. 

"I'm so cold! Oh, come on! Now my strings are coming apart.",

    "Haha, look at him fly", said Woodie in excitment.

    "NO! DON"T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT! NOOOOOO!", screamed Stitch as he took another flight.

    "Geez. Now it's my turn. Oh well. It can't get much worse then Stitch. Ooooo nice soft gloves and leather on my skin. So cozy. Could this get any better?", asked Woodie in happiness.

    Crack. Woodie split in half.  "Stitch where are you? I'm in a pile of string. Can you  help?", Woodie said helplessly as a giant came over to pick him up in different pieces as the giant carried Woodie away. Woodie cried out in help "NOOOO! KEEP ME!".   Soon enough Woodie was in the town dump, and that was it for Woodie and Stitch.

Who are we?

The Mysterious Story of Freckles and Bright Guy, by Riley and Max

    "Yo, Freckles! Why don't the humans ever see you? I can't see you!," Bright Guy bellowed.

    "Yo, Bright Guy, I almost never let myself be seen during the summer!  It's embarrassing!," exclaimed Freckles.

    "Still, they're wondering where you are!," cried Bright Guy.

    "Not applicable, Bro, not applicable," announced Freckles sleepily. 

    "Well, at least, try a little harder!," pleaded Bright Guy.

    "Leave me alone! I'm Snoozing! S-N-O-O-Z-I-N-G! SNOOZING!!!!!!," screamed Freckles.

    "You aren't S-N-O-O-Z-I-N-G! You're screaming your head off!," corrected Bright Guy.

    "I would be sleeping, but someone named Bright Guy is screaming in my ear!,"Freckles pointed out.

    "Well you started this quarrel, and, guess what? I DON'T CARE! OKAY? I HAVE THE BIGGER JOB!," objected Bright Guy.

    "You may have a bigger job, but all the ladies like me. Not you.....Me. Comprende vous?," Freckles chimed in.

    "Come on, say something appropriate, kids are gonna read this you know!," cautioned Bright Guy.

    "'Kids are gonna' be reading this?  Then I won't mention your inappropriate use of language!," mocked Freckles.

    "What I said wasn't inappropriate, it's what you said was inappropriate!!!!!!," noted Bright Guy.

    "That makes me sad! whaaaaaa haaaaaaaa!!!!!!!," Addressed Freckles sarcastically. "Very sad!  You meanie!"

    "I'm not mean, you pathetic little twerp. Nice try! I'M ABOUT TO CUSS, OKAY!?," roared Bright Guy.

    "What happened to ' I AM SLEEPING!?',"  Freckles reminded him in a loud tone.

    "And what happened to ' WHY THE HECK ARE WE FIGHTING!?," requested Bright Guy.

    "You started it when you asked about the stupid humans and how they can't see me. Dang it!  I'm trying to sleep!," grunted Freckles.

    "Well they really can't see you and they really are wondering where you are. Don't call them stupid," hissed Bright Guy.

    "I am the President of the United States of America and I VETO that bill,  Brightster,"  theorized Freckles jokingly.

    "I am honored to meet the President of the United States of America. (Who by the way, is very stinky)," insulted Bright Guy.

    "You should be arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrested for insulting the President.  I am the Big Cheese you will do whatever I say,"  Freckles approved.

    "Oh, now you made me feel scared. But here's one thing. If humans can't see you, how can you call the cops.? 

  You really do look like a big cheese, though," laughed Bright Guy.

    "Awwwwww, that's so kind of you," Freckles cooed.

    "And thank you for complimenting me by calling me President of the United States of America," responded Bright Guy.

    "Any time. I can do it any time," Freckles commented.

    "Well thank you Freckles. Now may I have a compliment, dear Mr. President of the United States of America?," insisted Bright Guy.

    "Uh, you're a big smelly sock and you don't deserve gratitude from the President," suggested Freckles.

    "Well here's a compliment for you. You're a phony President and I'm the most loved planet who you don't deserve gratitude from me either," crowed Bright Guy

    "Security!  Security!  This man is harassing me!," Freckles joked.  

    "Who are we? Can you guess?," Freckles and Bright guy rasped together.