So... Set after Fang. Don't want spoilers? Don't read it. Simples. -Clicky thing- Aww, dang it. I just quoted a meercat...
You didn't know what you were doing when you left, Fang. Sure, you thought you did. You thought you were doing what's best.
But maybe, maybe your best and my best are different things. The Flock isn't the same since you went. We'll never truly be the Flock again, without you. Max hasn't left her room yet, and we don't know what to do. She won't eat, won't drink, won't sleep. She won't talk to any of us. It's you she needs, Fang. She's waiting for you. And it's not just Max, Fang. Gazzy hasn't exploded anything for almost a week, Iggy won't cook, Angel's eyes are always red and puffy, and Celeste is back to being her everything. And I worked out why, Fang, and it made me cry. That teddy might not hug back, but it's the only thing she can really depend on. If you've left, why shouldn't we?
I know you know where you're going, Fang. I hacked your account on the computer. I didn't tell Max, though. She wouldn't be able to handle it. Not now. But I showed Dylan what you wrote. I knew you'd want him to know why you were like you were. He turned and walked off, without saying anything. I think he was crying. I think he blames himself for the way Max is now.
You know, Fang, I don't think any of us really care anymore. Saving the World – it was all just an excuse, to let us stay together, forever. But we aren't the Flock. Not anymore. So when the apocalypse comes, I don't think we're going to do anything about it. There's no reason for us to survive anymore.
We need you to come back, Fang. You left so we could be the Flock again, but we can't. Not without you.
I know you'll probably never even see this letter, Fang. But maybe one day, you'll find it and read it. Come back, Fang. Please.
Nudge
Writing this actually made me cry. Sad face... There are more to come, if anyone wants to read them...
~ Em!