When the guards arrived to Marshall's room he was still hanging up side down laughing his butt off as Under the Sea finished playing for the third time in the row and was starting up again. "Oh hey guys. What don't like the radio station I picked." He said with a chuckle. When they demanded all of his electronics he pointed to a large desktop sitting on his writing desk. "There is my master piece. So go ahead and take my baby you heartless monsters." He said with a chocked back sob. Marshall had to keep himself from patting himself on the back as the guards stormed towards the desk top. [I] Like dealing with children. [/I] He thought as the guards worried about the desk top he left on the desk, completely ignoring the Lap top he hid.