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Max's POV
"Fang!" I screamed. The thick woods echoed my voice.
"Fang, Fang!" repeated Nudge and Angel.
"Can you hear anyone, Ig?" questioned Gazzy.
"Nothing," Iggy replied letting his voice drop lower to a hush.
After another hour or two of searching the sun sank to the horizon, warning us that we needed to get home before we were lost in the depths of the thick, dark woods. "We'll just have to give up search today," I stated.
"You don't think Fang, uh...Fang's like gone, like for good do you?" Nudge asked tears welling in her eyes.
"I don't know Nudge," there was utter silence. "I just don't know."
Fang's POV
Wind rushed beneath my wings as I soared through the air. I was on the run, again, but this time no one accompanied me. The mistake I made had cost me my flock, life, and soul. I didn't really know what my destination was, but it didn't matter. I may not live to see tomorrow anyway. The flock might think I'm a pesimist, but the truth is, it's an everyday reality.
Max's POV
We trudged back through the woods in depression mixed with unsuccessful disappointment of no Fang. There wasn't a clue or a note, there was just suddenly no Fang.
"So now you realize what a great family you've had all along," the Voice commented.
"I REALLY DON'T NEED THIS CRAP RIGHT NOW!" I screamed in my head.
"If you say so...," the Voice was interrupted.
"SHUT UP!!!" I retorted, but of course once again, in my head.
I didn't know if I should be angry or mournful because of the lack of explanations. There were so many possibilities and so many outcomes that the only way to get an answer would be to talk to Fang. Not a possibility, and definitely no outcome.
"Iggy, you didn't notice and Erasers, did you?" I asked nervously.
"No, I didn't," he stated plainly before stalking off into our quaint little apartment on the edge of the woods. It was a two bedroom, one bathroom apartment and nothing more. Unlike our previous home, there was no sentimental value and no comfort, it was just a house. What more could be expected? Then, I checked up on my "siblings".
Though physically there were no tears shed, mentally we were having the pity party of the year. Angel was probably going to read my mind, as usual, so I had to put happy thoughts through my brain. Only happy thoughts.
"Max, you won't survive like this," the Voice stated.
"You won't survive if I have anything to say about it," I replied silently.
"Hate to break it to ya, but you don't," it replied. I have to say it was right.
Everyone remained silent. I even made dinner (well tried), but all that I heard was the clanking of utensils and slurping of noodles. Unusually, everyone went to bed early; if they were asleep I do not know, but they all were in their bedrooms. And so was I. Remebering Fang and what he meant to me, and if I'd ever get that feeling back in my entire lifetime.
Fang's POV
Oh my gosh! Total! Angel had left him in my backpack, again. Now I was stuck with an annoying talking dog for as long as I was away. I felt him poke his soft nose into my back and scramble up to get a refreshing gulp of the air.
"What are you trying to do? Suffocate me!!!" Total barked. Well he spoke, but in an angry way.
"Maybe...," I replied suspiciously.
"Ha ha you're so funny," he replied sarcastically.
"Yes I am," I choked.
Our pointless conversation continued on until he got to the million dollar question.
"Fang, where are you going?" Total asked.
"You know I've been meaning to get around to that, like maybe do some reasearch. What do you think about Aruba?" I said randomly.
"You don't have a clue, do you?" Total grunted.
"Nope," I replied.
"Well, Aruba doesn't actually sound too bad, but why didn't you bring Max? You know she's always wanted to go to some island and forget the world," he reminded me.
"Oh, uh, well I thought I'd scout ahead," I lied.
"You're a sad boy. A sad, sad boy," he replied. It was true. This was sad, extremely depressing in fact. Strangely, strangely sad.
Nudge's POV
What the heck has gotten into Fang's sick, twisted mind? It's like we don't even know him these days. He leaves, comes back, and tells us,"Oh yeah I just thought I'd get another girlfriend, just helps my ego, ya know?" What a, a inexplicable, um what's the word, oh yeah spaz barn resident. (Make that 'What are the three words?') It's like, "Oh yeah Fang we know how hard it is on you not having people worship and tell you how cute you look everyday."
Anyways, so after dinner I, and the rest of the flock returned to our rooms. Max, Angel, and I share a room and Fang, or well, just Gazzy and Iggy share the other. After Angel fell asleep I propped open the window, and slipped out of the room. Max wasn't going to go to bed until midnight anyways, so I thought I'd sit on the balcony. We're we're on the third floor, and every once in a while it just felt good to sit and relax with your wings stretched out and a light breeze streaking through the evening sky. I was out there for maybe a whole two minutes before Max came out screaming, "NUDGE!"
"What!" I replied.
"I thought I lost you. What are you doing out here?" she demanded.
"Uh, thinking?" I said.
"You scared me, don't ever do that again!" she scolded.
"WHAT? YOU WANT ME TO STOP THINKING! What kind of cruel person are you? If I never thought would I ever realize that I was hungry? I NEED food I'll die without it," I rambled. "You know have you ever thought about how long someone could survive without food? I've come to a conclusion of one hour. 'Cause I so totally could not live without food for more than hour. Are you kidding me? At that school we went to I was on the verge of death!" then I breathed in really deeply.
" Wow! Nudge I think you're tired. Your average twenty words per second has dropped to fifteen!" Max exclaimed.
My jaw dropped to the floor. "I guess I'd better get to bed then," I sighed.
"You just might consider it, it's almost eleven o' clock," Max laughed.
So off to bed I went, but Fang still wasn't home which made for a very sleepless night.
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