MCD Headcanons

shanahnahnahnah

I don't own this song
dedicated to WolvesDaughter

Aph: *gesturing to Zane* This is my left brain: objective, logical, cold, analytical,
Aware of patterns, aware of trends, he's efficient, and a prick
*gesturing to Travis* This is my right brain: subjective, creative, sensory,
Aware of feelings, aware of people, he's emotional, and an idiot

Travis: *stage whisper* (That's your opinion-just careful with opinions)

Aph: Okay, boys, play nice

Zane: *pushing Travis to the floor* I am the left brain, I am the left brain
I work really hard 'til my inevitable death brain *you can hear the 2013 edge in my brain*
You got a job to do, you better do it right and the right way is with the left brain's might

Travis: I like oreos and pussy yeah! (yes, in that order) (and I'm also allergic to cats!)
And I cried for at least an hour after watching "Toy Story 3" (Woody!)
'Cause I am the right brain,

KC: *in a cheerleaders uniform* shanahnahnahnah

Travis: I have feelings,

KC: Shanahnahnahnah

Travis: I'm a little all over the place but I'm lustful, trustful and I'm looking for somebody to love... Or put my penis in

Katelyn: FUCK OFF

Zane: *sees Michi* Here comes a female, here comes a female
Puff your chest. I'll take your phone out and check your email
Our evolutionary purpose is repopulate
So gather data now and see if she's a possible mate

Travis: *shoves Michi out of the way and points to a distant Katelyn* Holy fuck I think she might be the one, there's something about her, I just can't describe it's

Zane: Tits!

Travis: *nods enthusiastically*

Katelyn: I SAID FUCK OFF

Travis: *wearing earplugs* I am the earth, she is the glorious sun
I want her to trust me and I just want her to-how do I say this-sit on my face!
(Sit! Sit on my face!)

Zane: Alright now, right brain, you're being inzane

Travis: No, left brain, I'm just being alive
You should try it, you might like it

Zane: *coldly without a soul so no change to him* I worked hard to give him everything he cared about
You were worried about the things that he was scared about
I'm calm and collected when you act wild
I am the adult, you are the child

Travis: *offended* You think you're the right one every time
You think you know everything but you don't know anything at all
Half of his problems were supposed to be mine
But you wanted everything.
I hope that you're happy 'cause he's sure not

Zane: Well, according to my calculations, I'm sorry, let me run the numbers again, um, you're a pussy

Travis: Name calling? Really? You're gonna just do name calling?

Zane: I'm not calling names alright, I'm just stating facts and the fact is you're a quivering pussy

Travis: I'm the pussy? Well, at least I don't play with toys still, OK...

Zane: Rubik's cubes are not toys, they keep my spacial reasoning skills... sharp

Travis: Left brain plays with toys!
Look at you, Mr... you're a toy player

Zane: *imagine the angry anime characters* Well, at least I did my fucking job, alright. I kept him working, I kept him productive *jabs finger into Travis's chest*
You were supposed to look after him
You were supposed to keep him emotionally stable through all this
*waving arms angrily*
Now you're trying to blame me for how he's feeling, how he's feeling!
If he's feeling unhappy it's because you failed him
*yelling into megaphone*You did this to him, he hates you I know he does, he fucking hates you!

Travis: *quietly sobbing in the corner*

Zane: Travis, look, I'm sorry, okay?

Travis: *singing* No, you're not

Zane: *annoyed* Look, maybe there's something that we could do together

Travis: *anime blush stickers* Together?

Zane: Take the best parts of both of us and put them together

Travis: I'm listening

Zane: let's fuck and make an m-preg fanfic

Travis: ew fuck no dats nasty