I was lying in bed when this idea for a fan fiction hit me (which kind of hurt). Pretty much a small poem about how Fangs and Fangface are unaware that they turn into each other and how much Puggsy wishes they did. Please RxR. Flames will be used as campfires.

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If only you knew you were part wolf.

If only you knew you were only half human.

If you knew, would you stop pestering me like you always did,

Or would you keep at it, knowing that in one way, I couldn't intimidate you?

Or would you still be able to control yourself after each transformation?

If only you knew all the things you could do.

The things you've done.

The people you saved.

Including me, even though I had to help you out on a few occasions too.

If only you knew all the jerks you beat, and how brave you were.

And how I had to risk my neck for you when you got in trouble.

If only you knew how much fun we had,

Even though we kept getting in trouble.

When people laughed at you… well, I laughed too (but felt sorry for it, later)

When people stared at you, or threatened you, or even tried to harm you

I stuck by your side, the way you always did for me.

We try to tell you both who you are, but you never believed us, never listened.

We snuck you both hints, but you never did catch them.

You were always a bit clueless when it came to that.

If you knew who you are, if you believed us

How would you react?

One reason why I didn't always try to convince you,

I didn't want you to freak out,

I didn't want you to feel afraid of yourself.

If you knew who you are… would we still be friends?

If only I knew the answer to these questions.

If only you knew.