Chapter 3

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One of the people spying, who was a demon, asked, "can we use our abilities yet?" Another replied, "Not yet." Back inside while Grojband were busy they heard a noise. They went outside and saw floating musical notes, a lamer version of the Newmans walking around, another evil version of Carrie ruining stuff, different versions of Laney wearing different clothes all around and they saw a guitar pick was bouncing off the walls everywhere.

Corey said, "And this is all from my mind....?" Kon said, "Man Corey.... upur minds destructive." Laney asked, "Are we gonna do anything to fix it?" Kin shrugged, Corey said, "Or course we will!" Kin asked, "what are we gonna do exactly?" "Uhhhh...." Laney said, "we could just grab everything from Corey's mind while Kin fixes the machine so we can send it all back to his mind." The ithers agreed si Kon, Corey and Laney ran out while Kin stayed behind.

The demon who was spying with the others used his power and they all transported to where Corey was first. Corey was trying to get all of the fake Newmans. Suddenly he saw the real Newmans. Carrie said, "What ade with all these duplicates of us Riffin?!" Corsg nervously laughed, "nothing....." they all glared at him. "Fine. I will tell you if you help me with catching them.

Carrie asked, "and why would we help you?" "Because who knows.... these Newmans might be better than you." Carrie gasped and said, "Fine. Girls, we're helping Riffin!" Larry sighed at being called a girl. Soon they all tried to capture the lame duplicate versions of the Newmans. Then all was left was the mean Carrie version who for some reason had powers. The mean Carrie used fireballs and attacked them. They were defenseless, one of the people spying saw this amd said, "Time for special author powers to happen" then for some reason Corey has a sword with him, he ran towards mean Carrie and fought with her. Just when she was distracted he grabbed her, while he and the other Newmans ran to his garage.

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