Ohmahgawd! Look, guise! A new chapter!

I really should start updating this more...

Anywho, this is all from Max's POV. I have no idea what to think of this chapter. I maybe good. It could be amazing. It could be complete crap with a capital CRAP.

Max's POV

It'd been about a week since Link had started living with us and the kid as pretty great. He'd charmed almost everyone after his first day. Even Total and Akila.

I say almost everyone because of one small thing: Fang hated his guts. And I don't mean hate like the way you hate spinach or something kind of hate. I mean hate with a burning passion kind of hate.

I'm shocked the kid is still alive after witnessing one of the many death glares Fang has been giving him.

But who can blame him. Link has been all over Nudge like Winnie the Pooh on honey. And she's been eating up his attention like Winnie the EFFING Pooh does to honey!

Considering that I am a part of Team Fudge (Angel came up with that), I'm not at all happy about this new development.

I'd tell him to back off myself, but whenever I try to he looks at me with those big blue eyes and his fluffy little ears twitch a bit and on the outside I'm like, "Never mind." But on the inside I curse the scientist who found him and decide to make a hybrid from the cutest animal ever and blame Angel for turning me into such a pushover.

So I have to come up with a plan that gently pushes Fang into her heart and forcefully shoves Link out of it.

But being the idiot I am when it comes to romance, I will need some help...

I crept into my mom's room at the break of dawn. Actually, I crept in around 4 since I was up late talking and...stuff with Dylan... But that is a story for another day.

I closed the door and walked to her bed where I assumed the snoring lump under her large comforter was her. I didn't bother trying to be quiet since I was trying to get her up anyways, but she didn't move an inch. So I poked her.

"Mom!" I whispered loudly. Still, she didn't respond. "Mom! Mother!" The snoring stopped but she still didn't reveal herself. "Moooooom! Ma! Mommy! Mama! Madre! (Oh yeah! I'm bilingual!) Come on, Mom! I know you're awake! You can't ignore me forever!"

A mess of hair poked through the top of the sheet. "I can try," my mom said, pulling her covers even tighter around her.

"Well, if you do I'll just...stick my cold bare hands under those sheets."

My mom then rolled away faster than I'd ever seen her move and looked at me from the other side of her bed. "How may I help you?"

I smiled and sat opposite of her body, my back on the head board. "I'm trying to figure out a way to make Nudge fall in love with Fang."

"Pssh," my mother sounded, awkwardly waving her hand under her comforter. "That ship, my dear daughter, has sailed."

"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

"Nudge already loves Fang."

My jaw dropped. "Wuh-what? She does not."

"Yeah, she does."

"I would know if she did, though."

"Pssh times 2, daughter." She awkwardly waves her arm again. "You're blind to all things romantic."

"No I'm not," I said, offended. My mom raised an eyebrow. "I'm...romanticly challenged. There is a difference." I frowned a bit before asking her how she knew.

"Nudge indirectly told me," she said nonchalantly.

"Are you always this cryptic in the morning?" I asked. "Or is this just because I woke you up?"

My mom laughed before explaining. "She fell asleep on the couch on day. I was cleaning up around her and she mumbled 'Fannng. I wuuuuuvv you.' Then," she paused to laugh. "I guess she asked dream Fang on some sort of date because she said 'Would you like to share popsicles sometime?'" I joined my mother in her hysterical laughing fit.

After we'd calmed down, my mom came up with the greatest plan ever.

Operation: Get Fang and Nudge together (formerly Get Nudge to fall for Fang) was a go!

"Ladies!" Everyone's heads (not including Fang and Angel's because he hadn't come down yet and she probably knew already) snapped up as I walked into the kitchen during breakfast. "We're going out today."

"Ooh," Iggy said curiously. "Where are we going?"

"I said ladies, Ig. Which, by definition, means girls. Women. Females. And almost anyone that's not you."

"Isn't that a bit sexist?"

"Not when you say it," I say. I turned away from him.

"What do you mean 'going out'? Ella inquired.

"Yeah," Nudge agreed, her mouth full of pancake. "We never go out."

"But we should," I said, trying to convince them but at the same time almost seething because of the frown on Fang's face when he walked into the room and saw Nudge take a piece of bacon from Link's plate.

"We should do what?" he asked, turning away from them. Nudge's head turned slightly when she heard his voice. There's still hope for Fudge!

"Us females are hanging out today. We'll bond and stuff." Gazzy gagged when he heard the last part.

Fang ignored him and continued. "Why?" He sounded like he suspected something. He knew that I knew.

"Because that's what girls do." Don't fail me now poker face.

"You never do what girls do, Max."

"Well, I do do what girls do now...I do..." I said again, my mouth trying to catch up with my mind.

'Don't do what I know you're really going to do.' His eyes told me.

'Or what?' I "eye-spoke" back.

Fang narrowed his eyes. "I'll kill you." I could almost feel the mental daggers Fang was throw at me. His death glares were amazing.

We stood like that for a minute before Gazzy asked us if we were having a staring contest.

"No, Gaz," I said. I broke eye contact with Fang. "Ok, girls. Be ready in 30 minutes. We're leaving asap." Speed walk away hoping Fang doesn't come after me.

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