I think I didn't do this in the second chapter but anyway:

Disclaimer: I wouldn't be solving test questions all day if I was JP, right?

I tapped my foot on the floor, getting more annoyed every second as Fang covered the bucket with a towel.

"And where do you plan to put that thing, Einstein?" I asked.

"In your room?" he suggested. I scowled.

"No way. Not in anybody's room, if we don't want a flood because one of us wanted to take those things for a walk, or tripped over the bucket. I want no escapades."

"Of course you wouldn't," he said, smirking, so lowly even I nearly couldn't hear. Nearly.

There was a knock on the door.

"Fang! No need to finish the water, boy! I need to use the toilet!"

It was Jeb.

And he thought Fang was showering.

And I was in here with Fang.

And we haven't even hid the frogs yet.

We glanced at each other. Fang, almost reading my mind, (not like Angel reading minds, like my-best-friend-ever-Fang reading minds. Haven't I mentioned Angel could read minds? Yeah. Go back to the first chapter. What does it say? Go read the books.) quickly put the bucket into the cabinet under the sink.

"I'm coming," he murmured. I looked around. I couldn't go out with Fang, obviously. It was awkward enough with him completely dry and the bathroom almost cold.

Then it struck me. Without thinking and without planning, Max-style I mean, I opened the curtain of the bathtub and laid down in the tub. Fang quickly pulled the curtains together.

I heard him walk out as Jeb entered. I heard his pants' zipper, and the flow of water or- whatever that was.

Gosh, I had to sneeze.

It was highly clichéd, I know, but I had to sneeze.

I heard the flush of the toilet, and man, I couldn't keep it longer, and I sneezed.

You know how people sneeze differently? Nudge sneezes real loud, complete with a tiny scream-ish thing. Like the way she talks. In contrast, you can't even hear Fang sneeze.

As for me, I thank the same power I thanked before about the internet, for my ability to sneeze quietly. My voice was drowned in the flush. I sighed, as a sign of relief. Then I put a hand over my mouth, panicked. Smart move, Max. Sighing audibly when you're hiding from a guy who will unleash his big wrath on you if you're found. .

I heard his footsteps come closer. Holy moly. Where was the rest of the flock to distract him when I needed them?

I held my breath. What would Jeb do if he saw me like this? He'd be really pissed off, without a doubt. I could picture his angry face, his disappointed eyes. "How could you do that, Max?"

His footsteps had slowed down, and I knew he was going to bend over, opening the curtains to reveal me lying there. My heart raced. Any moment now-

"Croak." The voice was muffled, but nonetheless, there was a voice. I heard Jeb breathing in surprise.

His footsteps approached to the cabinet. With my super hearing, I heard his hands brush the lid of the cabinet. Which was worse? Jeb finding me or Jeb finding the frogs? Or both? Or neither?

The lid gave a small creak as he opened it. Just then, we both jumped at a scream from someone downstairs.

"Jeeeeb!"

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