Anne: I cannot live like this anymore! I'm starving!

Thomas: So eat those guys!

Cut over to the two chickens in the kitchen.

Anne: I can't! Sonny and Cher are best friends.

Thomas: Are you serious?! Anne, they're just chickens!

Anne: I cannot live on chicken and chocolate alone. I need brains!

Thomas hobbles over to his writing corner and sits down, pulling out his notebook.

Thomas: Chickens have brains.

Anne: I most passionately disagree. Look. Look at those poor idiots.

Thomas turns to look with some reluctance.

Anne: Small brains. I need human brains.

He turns back, opens his notebook, and then pulls out his laptop.

Thomas: C'mon, man, it's not their fault that you, uh... You live on the old Phenyelathela... Laphenelapheline--

Anne: Phenylethylalanine.

Thomas: Yeah, I just-- I just said that.

Anne: I have told you a thousand times...

Thomas: Yeah?

Anne: ...because it is only found in brains and chocolate.

Thomas: [At the same time.] And in chocolate! That's right. Alright, well, how about this: You live in my body, you live by my rules

Anne: I live in your body because, unfortunately, I don't have many options.

Anne makes Thomas type "food" on his laptop, again, and again.

Thomas: Stop it.

Anne: Food!

Thomas: Stop it.

Anne: Food!

Thomas: Quiet!

Anne: Food!

Thomas: Anne, would you-.

Anne: Food! Food Food! Food Food! Food! Food! Food! Food! Fooooooooood!

Thomas: [irritated/slams his laptop close] Alright, fine! Let's go get pizza![leaves]

A/N: I know you guys want more chapters on my stories. But please be more patient. The time will come.