Hey guys so, another song-fic yeah… I know… So here goes. Oh, and if you review I'll give you a virtual cookie made by none other than… Dr. Martinez. Oh yeah!
Fang first because, well, I love Fang. Hate Dylan, though. But doesn't everyone? Ok, sorry pulled a Nudge there!
….The stars lean down to kiss you And I lie awake and miss you Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly But I'll miss your arms around me I'd send a postcard to you dear Cause I wish you were here…
Normal day, well as normal as a bird-kids life can get… Anyways, I was lounging on the couch. We were staying at Dr. M's place, lying low for a while. You can only take so much –sigh- Erasers, Flyboys, those ninja things that attacked us that one time and Devil- Oh I mean… Angel, duh. Angel has changed so much. Like a lot.
I'll watch the night turn light blue but it's not the same without you Because it takes two to whisper quietly The silence isn't so bad till I look at my hands and fell sad Because the spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly…
Any who, me being my dark mysterious self (I'm not emo you fnick'in fangirls, or like Fang-irls…) was doing, wait for it… Nothing. Woah. Just listening to my iPod that we stole… But you heard nothing. We have to steal things. We're mutant bird- kid freaks.
'' I prefer the term Avian American, Fang.''
Why must Angel read my thoughts?
'' I heard that.''
'' Angel, stop reading my thoughts,'' I screamed.
'' Well…''
I'll find repose in new ways though I haven't slept in two days cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone but drenched in Vanilla Twilight I'll sit on the front porch all night Waist deep in thought because when I think of you I don't feel So alone…. I don't feel so alone… I don't feel so alone.
Where was I? Oh, sitting on the couch, listening to music. I was listening to this song called Vanilla Twilight. Twas, Nudge that put it on there, so don't ask. But I love this song. It friggin like… Relates to me. Wings and all. And the freaking apocalypse By Owl City (Haha, 'owl' .) one man band Adam Young, wow I'm so descriptive. I think I need to see a docter. Kinda, OOC here. But it's like my calm side. You know, when I'm not kicking Eraser, sorry I don't like to use languge.
As many times as I blink I'll think of you tonight
I'll think of you tonight… When violet eyes get brighter and heavy Wings grow lighter I'll taste the sky And feel alive again And I'll forget the world that I knew But I swear I won't forget you Oh if my voice could reach back through the past I'd whisper in your ear Oh Darling I wish you were here…
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Do you guys like. It's short but this is only the first chapter.
Well, Iggy loves bombs ands kind of perv but we love him. Wait why are we talking about Iggy?
R&R?
Iggy: Bye!
Me: Shut up, Iggy!
