Author's P.O.V.

The flock all reclined in various ways on the tattered old couch of their home, laughing merrily at the characters flitting across the screen. It was late evening, about three minutes til six. Max lay across Fang's lap, Angel at her feet and covering her grin with her tiny palm. Gazzy sat crosslegged on the center cushion, his elbows braced on his knees as he bit his lower lip in anticipation of the next explosion of that silly old road runner. Nudge had her knees curled up to her chest, her hands beneath her bottom to keep her panties from being exposed in her pleated skirt.

"What's everyone still doing in here? I thought my food was so tantalizingly delicious and filling you all needed a nap.", Iggy said as he entered the room with an fake insulted expression.

"Who said that?", Fang asked, not yet taking his dark eyes from the screen.

"You specifically.", Iggy retorted, smirking at Fang's grunt.

"Well, we were all gonna hit the sack...and then my show came on.", Gazzy explained, his eyes wide and hardly blinking.

"I see. SO we all are going to watch t.v.?", Iggy said incredulously.

Nudge looked up at him," You could sit with us, Iggy. It could be fun!", she smiled sweetly.

"Yeah, Iggy! You can listen!", Angel chimed in, pulling him over to the empty spot on the couch next to Nudge.

"Yeah yeah okay! Ya don't have to use your muscles on me, Angel.", he laughed, sitting down and putting his a foot up onto the space on the couch in front of Nudge and the other onto the coffee table.i

"Igneous! Put your feet down right now!", Max reprimanded, he could somehow tell that she was wagging her finger at him. He sighed, leaning back with his arms behind his head.

"Why? The couch is dirty anyways and the table hasn't been cleaned since we got here."

"True.", all of the others interjected, laughing in unison as the Road Runner jumped watched the Coyote plummet off of the cliff, 50's big band theme music coming on and ending the episode. Everyone stood up, stretching and yawning.

"Alright everyone! Bed time!", Max called, picking up Angel as she went who in turn cuddled up to her. Fang and Gazzy were already halfway up the stairs and Iggy didn't seem as though he was going anywhere.

"Goodnight you guys.", Nudge said, her voice not even slightly groggy.

"Do you not want to come to bed because of you weird nightmares?", Angel blurted out, taken aback by her mortified expression.

"What nightmares?", Max questioned, looking down at Nudge who's cheeks were rapidly flushing.

"N-nothing, Max! It's nothing! Just...ya' know-randomness!", she quickly defended, waving her hands in front of herself in a nonchalant manner.

"Um, okay then. We're all here if you wanna talk about it. Night!", she said, walking off to put Angel to bed.

Iggy barely moved. Nudge, beside herself, found that him being there at the moment made her blush all the more prominent. At that moment, she was more than happy that he was blind. His natural calm also made it easier for her to figure out what to say or do next. That is, until the tension thickened and sky rocketed with his next words.

"So. What was your dream about?"

Her stomach was boiling just as fast as it was dropping.

"Well?", he pressed, his eyes flickering over in her direction, seemingly looking right into hers.

"U-um..."

"What's wrong, Nudge? You are usually the one who never wants to withhold what you think? Why are you starting now?", he sighed, sitting up to give her his full attention, her eyes wide and frightened.

"I...I'm not hiding anything, if that's what you mean. I just don't really want to talk about it.", she said, wringing her hands in her lap and her dark tresses falling from behind her ears and into her face.

"With me?", he inquired.

"N-no! Well, yes but-"

"Yes?", he cut her off, his eyes widening with hurt.

"I mean no! I just...I couldn't tell you anyways! It's too embarrassing!", she exclaimed, covering her face with her hands and curling into her lap.

"Nudge...", he said, his voice deep and gentle. He reached out for her and softly pulled her hands from her face, his face honest and trusting. "Tell me. I want to help."

And in that moment, she knew she could not deny him the truth with him leaning in so close and his delicate scent swarming her senses. Her hands went limp in his grasp and her mouth began to move on it's own accord.

"I have been having dreams about you.", she blurted out, realized what she'd said, and clapped her hands over her mouth.

"...", Iggy was at a loss for words, his pale blue eyes wide with shock.

"I shouldn't have said anything.", the caramel skinned girl mumbled miserably. After a moment, he cleared his throat, causing her to jump and glance at him through her fingers.

"What happened...in the dreams, I mean. Did I do something-something bad?", his voice was strained, his wings itching beneath his skin in anticipation of her answer.

"Um, I don't-", his sudden glare caught her off guard and she blurted out the truth.,"-You were raping me."

"...what?", he said after a long pause, his expression somewhere between disbelief and embarrassment. She peeked at him again through her fingers. She was more than surprised at Iggy's stark red face neck and ears.

"Y-you were raping me.", Nudge repeated, her lips feeling the slightest bit more moistened at the memory.

"And...you liked it, huh.", he assumed, turning to her again. She didn't respond.

"How did I do it?", Iggy's reddish-blonde hair had long since fallen into his eyes, his eyes fixed on her face as she looked around the room, seemingly searching the room for answers.

"Well...you, like, tied me up and...tied cloth over my eyes and...and over my mouth too. And a leash around my neck...and you did...things.", she admitted, biting her lips to hold back the words and emotions that threatened to escape her.

"Anything else, Nudge?", Iggy's voice was husky, deep like the rare time when he was angry. She felt terrible that she had angered him. And yet her name on his tongue made her insides melt. She knew that something was coming, his overwhelming blush long gone.

"I...I should go, Iggy. This is something that I just should have hid from Angel better.", she started to stand up but he abruptly pulled her back to sit down and held her knee in a strong grasp, his face lowered and expression unreadable.

"Tell me.", he stated, leaving no room for an argument. She tensed at his assertive behavior, something she would normally expect from Fang, but denied him an answer no longer.

"...you were really, really rough. And you did alot of strange...complicated positions, humiliated me, and made me beg all at the same time.", she whispered, her heart thundering in her chest with each passing second.

And just as she thought the worst was over...

"Did you like it, Nudge?"

She froze, he inner voice screaming at her not to answer, to run, to make an excuse. Anything to preserve her pride. But that hand, his hand upon her knee held her down like no other force could. And so, unable to flee, she stayed silent.

"Nudge. Answer me."

However, she could not. Her tongue was too big, her lips to clumsy. She could just stare at the far wall as her body began to tremble. His eyes narrowed, an angry frown staining his flawless face. She could sense his rising temper, especially since his hand on her knee had slowly began to squeeze tighter.

"This is your last chance to tell me.",he leaned up close to her ear, his lips against it making her yelp."Or, I'll find out on my own."

(OOOOOkay! Well this is dedicated to my friend Lorene and, though I am tired ALL the time, I shall finish! XD) (Review!)