A/N: I don't know why I made this chapter from Gazzy's POV... I don't know, I didn't want Angel's point of view for some reason. But this song reminds me of Angel so much. :)

My New Philosophy

Angel

It was incredibly random for Max and Fang to have decided to go for a "walk," but I decided not to put in my input. It was Iggy, Nudge, Angel, Total and I still in the house, and we were all a little itchy and anxious to do something more than just waste away. I was sitting in the kitchen, eating ravioli, Nudge sitting next to me at the table engrossed in a book. Iggy was in the living room, lying on the couch. Angel came stomping in, adorning a paper with math problems on it.

See, Max and Fang had decided to start testing us and teaching us various subjects. Angel was learning math first, and there was a big red D on it. I decided not to say anything, but Nudge and I exchanged a look of disappointment. She crossed to the couch and almost sat on top of Iggy, so he curled his long legs underneath him.

"Oh yeah? That's what you think," she muttered, giving the paper a short punch. Then, she crumpled it up in her hands and held it there, frowning.

"What?" Iggy asked, half chuckling as he sat upright.

"That's my new philosophy. 'Oh yeah? That's what you think!'"

"Well... why are you telling me?" Iggy questioned, raising an eyebrow. He closed his eyes again and leant back against the back of the couch, long fingers entwined and resting on his chest.

"What?" Angel asked, studying him.

"Why are you telling me?" Iggy repeated.

"'Why are you telling me?'" She paused, and then grinned wildly. "I like it! That's a good philosophy... 'Why are you telling me? Why are you telling me?'" Then, to my intense horror, she did something all of us had been doing lately... she started to sing. In key, like, belting. "'Why are you telling me?' My new philosophy." She slowly smoothed out the paper and pointed to it. "The teacher gave a D on last week's homework! She said, 'Oh, Angel, dear, your failure's getting clear...' I could have told her—"

"Your new philosophy?" Iggy questioned, clearly amused by my younger sister's tactics.

"My new philosophy!" She turned her head, facing the way she'd previously been sitting. She stopped singing and instead acted out a scene. "'Angie?'" then she stopped and faced the other way again, posing as both the teacher and herself. "'I'm she.' 'Look see.' 'A D?' 'A D.'" She paused, and then turned to Iggy, and threw her hands into the air. "Well, why are you telling me? And that's my new philosophy!"

"That's your new philosophy?" Iggy questioned, smoothing out Angel's hair and smiling at her.

"'Why are you telling me?' My new philosophy!"

"Well, that's good, Angel," Iggy smiled, but then he rose to his feet and started walking away. "But I think I'm going to try and get some rest, or maybe fix the lock on Max's closet as a homecoming gift—"

"No!" she shouted, and pulled him back down to the couch. Then, she stopped. "I like it! 'No!' That's a good philosophy. 'No!' 'No!' 'No!'"

"That's your new philosophy, huh?" A smile crept upon Iggy's face, and he crossed his long arms over his chest and sat there, enjoying the show Angel was putting on for him.

"Yes!" she grinned proudly... but then paused. "I mean—'NO!'" Once again she started singing, "Just like a busy bee, each new philosophy can fly from tree to tree and keep me moving! When life's a dizzy maze, on alternating days, I choose a different phrase—" Iggy stood up and took his hands into hers.

"Your new philosophy?"

"My new philosophy!"

"Angel!" he smiled, and started to dance with her, towering over her. He began to sing along with her. "Some philosophies are simple: 'Man does not eat by bread alone.' Some philosophies are clear—"

"Leave your message at the sound of the tone," she finished, and grinned.

The two sang together. "Some philosophies pick at choose, deciding what goes in it..."

"Some take a lifetime," Iggy sang.

"Mine take a minute!"

Iggy grinned wide and sat down, Angel still standing in front of him. "You know, Angel, anything that takes only a minute can't be very lasting... for instance. Jeb took a long time planning us out, and look how fabulous we are.

"'No!'" she cried, and Iggy frowned.

"I can't stand it!"

"'I can't stand it!'" She echoed, and her face lit up. "I like it!" She broke into song once more. "It's like a guarantee, my new philosophy. And things are sure to be a whole lot brighter. 'Oh yeah? That's what you think!' 'Why are you telling me?' 'No!' 'I can't stand it!' Now life is free and easy, much more philosophy-zy, with my brand new—" She stopped mid note and began to speak. "You know, someone has said that we should live every day as if it were the last day of our life."

Nudge's head flew up and her eyes went wild, only hearing the end of Angel's speech. "AAAAH! What?! This is the last day? This is it?! I only have twenty-four hours left! Help me! Help me! This is the last day! AHHHHH!" She dropped her book and simply flew out of the room, nearly knocking me down with her, and there was a slam when her door closed.

"Clearly... some philosophies aren't for all people," Angel sighed, and shook her head, and then grinned. "And that's my new philosophy!"

A/N: Really quick update.

Next will probably be "I Should Tell You" from RENT with Fang and Max, and then I'm hoping to hop back here with the rest of the flock... what interesting song could I throw in? XD I'm definitely going to make Total sing "Snoopy" from You're a Good Man Charlie Brown. Hahah. Okay, more suggestions requested! Review!