WARNING.

The following paragraphs may cause unusual laughter on the part of the reader. I, Grey, am not related to any mental or physical problems relating to this story.

:P

BTW, Max is a little OOC. Thought I'd say that.

I'm not James Patterson, got it?

ONWARD!

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Fangsgurl82 says:

Fang flies around in a cape saving girls from evil rapists in dark alleys!

Oh. My. God.

AHAHA! Oh…. I wiped the tears from my eyes and glanced once more at the screen, bringing on another fit of giggles.

I had been searching for Fang's Blog on Google—I was wondering if it was popular enough to pop up—when this thing appeared and I clicked on it.

Funniest thing I have EVER done in my entire life.

I once again scanned the page of posts. Fang's fans had posted what they thought of him and I must say 100% of them were wrong.

I wanted to test them out. What if they were true? The thought made me laugh so hard I had hiccups. Once I calmed myself down, I waltzed into Fang's room and plopped down on his bed. Fang looked up from his blog and raised an eyebrow as if to say "WTF?".

"So, Fang, what's your take on rapists?" I asked nonchalantly. Fang's eyebrows rose so high on his forehead they threatened to disappear in his hair.

"Max! Did you get into the sugar again?" he scolded, but his eyebrows were still missing. I rolled my eyes and shook my head (you really don't want to ask about that certain incident).

"No, I'm just wondering."

"Uh, they're bad? Wrong? Creepy? What do you want me to say?"

"Nah that's good enough." He didn't like rapists! Okay so… "Would you ever save a girl from a rapist?"

"Max…what are you up to?"

"NOTHING. Just answer the question."

"Uh, sure, I guess…" he said slowly, like he was talking to a five year old. His eyebrows had been gone so long I was worried he had shaved them off.

He didn't like rapists. He would save a girl from a rapist…. "So would you wear a cape, swoop down, and save a girl from a rapist in a dark alley?"

"That's it, Max," Fang said, jumping up from the bed with the laptop under his arm, "You're up to something. I am outta here." He moved for the door but I jumped up and blocked him.

"Okay, okay. Just put on a cape?" I asked sweetly. He shook his head no.

"No capes, Max."

"Come on!"

"No. Capes."

"Fa-ang!!" I whined, putting on the puppy dog eyes. Fang stormed out the door and flew into the forest, probably looking for a tree to hide in. I sighed and stomped back over to the computer and replied to Fangsgurl82's comment.

Fact: Fang likes to fly, but he won't under any circumstances wear a cape.

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~*GrEy*~