...that, Charlie Brown," said Chaos, not sounding very sorry at
all. "Maybe there's something I can do to help! I
think what you need most of all is to come right out and admit all of
the things that are wrong with you.""Do you really think
that'll help?""Certainly.""Alright, I'll try,"
Peter said doubtfully. He sighed, very dramatically, and started
singing,"I'm not very
handsome, or clever, or lucid,I've always been stupid
at spelling and numbers.I've never been much
playing football or baseballor stickball, or
checkers, or marbles, or ping-pong.Brian made sure Chaos
wasn't looking, and then scooted over toward Mayhem."What do you want?"
Mayhem demanded in a stage-whisper."Hello to you too,"
Brian stage-whispered back."Seriously.""I know that you
still have feelings for me, so you can just drop the whole
I-don't-care act.""Oh, but I like the
I-don't-care act." Mayhem scowled. "Was it really that
obvious?""Yeah. And it helped that Chaos told me,"
said Brian."I'm usually awful
at parties and dances,I stand like a stick,
or I cough, or I laugh,or I don't bring a
present, or I spill the ice cream,or I get so depressed
that I stand and I scream.""Remind me to kill
her," said Mayhem. "So what exac...