Found this random story start, but forgot what I wanted to do with it originally…I liked it too much to delete it though. I'm pretty sure I meant for it to be a oneshot, but since I have no idea where to go with this so…look! I've turned it into a default chapter!


I am an absolute sucker for Bambi Eyes. Hell, I should get a certificate: Fang, the boy who just couldn't say 'no'.

God, I'm worse than Max.

I have given in to Bambi Eyes from Every. Single. Flock member. For example:

"Hey Fang?" Gazzy looked up at me, his blue eyes wide and innocent. "Could you distract Max so me and Iggy can finish that bomb we're working on?"

I sighed. "Gazzy, you know you shouldn't be doing anything like that."

"But Fang, it would mean a lot to me and Ig…." His eyes grew larger, and he pouted slightly.

I sighed again. "I'll give you five minutes."

And you already know about the whole Angel and Total situation. And Nudge and that shirt she really really really wanted which cost, oh, about THIRTY DOLLARS. And Max and the last chocolate chip cookie. And Iggy and his foreign strippers….

Juuuuust kidding.

He was fine with American strippers.

Anyways, the reason I'm sharing all this is to explain why I didn't see the warning signs. The giggling. The sly glances. Nudge and Angel have been hinting things – evil, evil things that will make me suffer and that I will never be able to live down.

But did I notice? Well, duh, I notice now that it's all over…but it was too late. (Obviously, since The Incident has already happened.)

Hold on a sec. Did I say it's all over? I lied. Iggy's got incriminating pictures. Excuse me while I go freaking MURDER HIM AND SAVE WHAT'S LEFT OF MY DIGNITY.


Haha, poor Fang. He's amazingly fun to write as, though. Nicely sardonic and all that. Now if only I knew what The Incident was…. Review and tell me what The Incident is! And the story shall live on! I may also extend this fic so it covers post-The Incident trauma…depending on what The Incident is, of course. We'll see how it goes.

(Oh, and I'm pretty sure I wrote this…story-start-thing while I was in the middle of 'The Diary of a Lovesick Mutant', hence the foreign stripper reference. Please ignore my shameless…borrowing…of, um, stripper referencing.)

What exactly happened? Will Fang get a hold of those incriminating photographs? WILL HE EVER REGAIN HIS DIGNITY? Find out…in the next chapter of The Incident!

(Please review. I'm going to stop talking now.)