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I know this will break all of your little hearts, but I'm ending the story here... It just feels finished, to me. I may pick it up again, someday. Or not.
Because I haven't done one of these in a while...
Disclaimer: I don't own these people. If I did, then the climax of FANG would have been Fang killing Dylan. Mwahaha.
On with the story!
I untangled myself from Iggy in order to brutally murder whoever took that photo.
Where the door knob used to be, there was now a small hole, and I saw half of the door knob lying on the ground, and heard giggles from outside.
I threw the door open to see Nudge and Angel sprawled on the hallway floor, laughing their butts off. Angel was clutching a digital camera.
At this point, I'm pretty sure my face was the color of a tomato, and I silently thanked God that Iggy couldn't see me like this.
"What are you two doing?" I accused them.
They stopped laughing, noticing me for the first time.
"Oh, hey, Ella! We were just coming to check on you guys, but since the door was broken –," Angel started.
"—I pulled it out and since you two were, ahem, occupied, we decided to document this beautiful moment for your children someday," Nudge finished with an impish grin.
I gave them my best Max-esque glare, and judging from they're expressions, I was improving.
Steps sounded from the stair case, and we looked up to see Max and Fang making their way into the hallway, "What's taking you so long!" Max questioned.
I pointed at Angel and Nudge, "These two… these two little – hooligans!" I finally shouted, sounding like my history teacher when we were bad little children, or, in her world, 'hooligans.'
That earned me a few looks. It was the best word I could think of for the two, well, hooligans.
Max turned to Angel and Nudge, "Well, hooligans, what mischief have you been stirring up today?"
Nudge giggled, "They went through with the dare!"
"And they enjoyed it!" Angel added with unsurpressed glee, "Now you and Fang can go on a double date with Iggy and Ella! Hooray!"
Blushing, Max's eyes bored into Iggy and I.
"We're getting the Max-glare, aren't we?" Iggy muttered to me under his breath.
"Yeah. Like, her worst yet," I informed him.
Max covered her face with her hand, "Everyone back in the living room," she commanded tiredly.
Fang's POV
Watching the aftermath of Iggy and Ella's little scandal was almost too funny to bare.
It was like a soap opera. Max was the evil step mother, and Iggy and Ella were the forbidden love, and Gazzy was the one who broke into song every once and a while when it was just too perfect.
The best part was, I changed out of my redicuous costume before anyone could notice, and when I returned I could feel tension hanging in the room like a drunk hangs on the back of his couch.
Ella sat about an inch away from Iggy, defiantly returning Max's glare. I had to admit, the girl had guts. Iggy actually looked ever so slightly guilty.
The younger ones were quietly sitting out of the way, doing their best to go unnoticed as Max's fury reached its peak.
I sighed, deciding this had gone on long enough.
"Okay," I said, breaking the silence (there's a first for everything), "Enough is enough, you three need to make nice."
"Since when were you the peace-maker?" Max shot at me.
"Just stay out of this, Fang!" Ella warned me.
"No, I'm not going to be the peace maker…," They gazed at me suspiciously.
I turned and called down the hallway, "Oh, Dr. Martinez! We need your help with something!"
Ella's eyes widened, "This is gonna be awkward," she muttered.
Dr. Martinez strolled in, "What's up, Fang?"
So I told her just exactly what was up. It involed many awkward glances, awkward explainations, and over all we can could say that it was simply an awkward situation.
"… and because I value my life, I decided that I would let a responsible adult figure – such as yourself – handle this situatinon before it got out of hand. And now we're here. Comments?" I finished.
For a long while, she was silent, her gaze giving nothing away as it shifted from one kid to another.
Then, after what felt like a year her eyes rested on Ella and Iggy. Ella held her head up, trying to appear defiant, and took Iggy's hand. Poor kid.
Finally, Dr. M said, "I guess I approve. It's not like I could stop you, anyway. But, Iggy, just to let you know… if you think Max is bad…" She let the threat trail off.
Iggy nodded, trying to conceal how extatic he was to learn that today his death wasn't imminate, "I understand completely, Dr. M!"
Max was standing there, mouth agape, at her mothers judgement.
"And you, young lady," Dr. M switched to her motherly voice when she turned to Max, "Need to give these two a break. You don't see any of us giving you and Fang a hard time." She smiled slyly, causing both Max and I to blush.
She checked the clock, "It's starting to get late. You all need to get ready for bed! C'mon, show's over!" She rousted Nudge, Gazzy, and Angel and steered them off to bed, leaving me, Max, Iggy, and Ella to wallow in yet another awkward silence. There was no other word for it.
To everyone's surprise, Max let out a defeated sigh, "Okay, fine, I give you guys the stamp of approval or whatever."
"Really?" Ella gushed, hugging her sister, "Oh, thank you so much, Max!"
Max patted her head with a half-smile, "Yeah, well…," Then she caught my look.
What? Her face seemed to ask.
I held my hands up, Nothing.
She rolled her eyes and gave me her 'Yeah, right,' look.
I just smiled.
Everybody go aaaaawww! 3
So ends my only real story... But don't worry, I have a couple in the works. I'm thinking Eggy one-shot and a mystery... and Roxy's story, too.
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