Me: my head....my stomach...
Fang: Awwwwwwwww! The poor wittle baby!
Me: If I didn't have the flu I would so kick you in the shin!
Fang: Hahaha! I like it when you're sick!
Me: Bring your face a little closer to my fist would ya?
Fang: Love to! But can't.
Me: Just you wait till I'm better.
Fang: This is so much fun!
Ami: Fang! Stop it! Annika is very sick. *Hand me bowl of chicken noodle soup*
Me: *eats soup* Nom om nom om!
Fang: Awwwwww! But it's so much fun!
Me: If I wasn't so weak I would so be getting revenge.
Fang: Like you could!
Me: *groans*
Ami: Stop it Fang! Poor Annika! More soup?
Me: Yes Please!
Ami: *takes my empty soup bowl and leaves*
Fang: Want to hear an annoying song?
Me: SOMEBODY SHUT HIM UP!
Max: Fine! *duct tapes Fang's mouth shut*
Me: Thank you!
Max: As long as he's quiet I'm fine!
Fang: *angry muffled sounds*
Me: *laughs* Ow! It hurts my head to laugh!
Ami: More soup!
Me: SOUP! *pulls out crazy straw*
Ami: *hands me bowl of soup*
Me: *drinks soup with crazy straw* OWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!
Ami: What's wrong?
Me: I Burmed My TOUNGME!
Fang: *pulls off the tape* HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!
Ami: Max. Smack Fang please!
Max: *smacks Fang*
Ami: Thank you! *hands me a cup of ice*
Fang: Why Ami! That was very ICE of you! *falls over laughing*
Me: *tongue is numb* Famg! Puns amre my thimg!
Fang: Oh well!
Tyson: *enters room* Hey! Why is everyone in here? Is someone sick?
Me: *lying on the bed with a hot cloth on my forehead and a thermometer in my mouth* No Tyson! We are all perfectly fine! Welcome to the Lonely Losers club meeting. You are a most honored member!
Tyson: Really? Cool! *sits down on a chair.*
Me: -_-'
Fang: Um Tyson? She was being sarcastic!
Tyson: Oh.....I knew that!
Everyone: No you didn't!
Me: I want more soup! Not so hot and no chicken. Just broth and noodles!
Ami: Righto! *leaves room once again*
Fang: Sooooooooooooo How's life going?
Me: WHAT THE PEARS DO YOU THINK!?!?!?!?!
Fang: *smiles evilly* I think I have an advantage here!
Me: Don't. You. Dare.
Fang: *tickles my feet*
Me: ACK! NO! STOP! HELP! FANG YOU WILL PAY! AH! *giggles uncontrollably*
Ami: *runs in with giant pot of soup* FANG! What are you doing?!?!
Fang: Torturing Annika!
Me: AMI! HELP!
Ami: Fang! Stop being so immature!
Fang: *stops tickling me to look at Ami* But it's fun!
Me: GET HIM OUT!
Max and Tyson: *drags Fang out*
Fang: I WILL BE BACK! JUST YOU WAIT!
Me: Oh stick it up your pie hole!
Ami: Pie hole? Really?
Me: Yes......can I have some soup?
Ami: Yes! *hand me bowl*
Me: Om nom nom!
Ami: *sits down* Feel any better?
Me: A little!
*someone knocks on the door*
Me: OH PEARS! FANG'S BACK!
Ami: *opens the door letting Max and Tyson back in*
Max: We locked him in the spare room!
Tyson: And we duct taped him to the wall!
Me: Good!
*suddenly noise coming from small vent near my bed*
Fang: *pops out* I'M BAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK!
Me: How did you fit in there?
Fang: I dunno! *trys to get out of the vent* Um........
Me: You'er stuck aren't you!
Fang: NO! I just can't get out!
Me: Ami!
Ami: Yes?
Me: *gestures to Fang* Tickle him!
Fang: Oh Pears!
Ami: *tickes him*
Fang: ACK NO! ANNIKA YOU WILL PAY!!!!!!
Me: Cash or credit?
Fang: *laughs*
Tyson: *holding Camera* This is internet gold!
Fang: That better not be on!
Tyson: You can't do anything about it!
Fang: Get. Me. Out.
Everyone: NO!
*do you think Fang will get out?*
