(A/N) Hello, everybody :) I hope you like this chapter, I don't really have anything to say in this author's note.

Fang POV

I turned to see what she was talking about because I didn't have a snake cage in my room. She was pointing to… well, a snake cage. I couldn't help it as my eyes widened in shock. "I have no idea."

She stared at me, and for once I actually let down my walls for a second so she could see that it wasn't me. I wouldn't do something like that to someone, and while I was pretty angry that she woke us all up about the snake she found in her room, it wasn't me who did that.

"Why would you do that to someone?" She asked disgustedly, still not believing me.

I stared at her levelly and stated coolly, "I didn't do it."

She placed her hands on her hips and scoffed at me. I could practically see the steam pouring out of her ears and her face was turning slightly pink. "Then why is that there?"

"I don't know!" I half-shouted at her, getting a little bit sick of repeating myself.

Max turned her head away before she muttered under her breath, "I can't believe this." She was absently scratching her arm before she glanced down and cussed. "The hives already?"

I looked and noticed there were clusters of red bumps rising on her tan skin, standing out harshly. I grimaced as she continued to scratch, a few of the bumps opening and oozing puss. "Ugh, that's so gross." She said.

As I stared at her, I could see the fear in her eyes. If we didn't have the right medicine for her, she'd probably have to drop out of the competition and lay in bed, watching the rest of us strive for the million-dollar prize.

"Max, is there anything we can do for you?" Nudge asked, clearly worried. "I mean, would ice be useful? Or should we just wait for Iggy to get back from the medicine cabinet?"

Max turned to glared at me and said coldly, "You know what would be helpful? Finding out who did this!"

"I swear, it wasn't me!" I shouted angrily, finally losing my cool. "If it was me, I would have apologized by now because I'm not a freaking murderer!" I watched as her face contorted as I referred to the comment she made previously, the one about how she could die if not treated properly.

Nudge sighed and she looked at me sadly. "I'm sorry, but it really doesn't look good for you Fang. Nothing is adding up, and right now, well, you're the one the finger is pointing to."

I lifted my hands in the air and was about to say something else in my frustration, when Iggy returned. "Max… I don't know how they knew…" He muttered, and he tossed the bottle of pills to the tall blonde girl.

Her eyes widened. "But- How did they…?"

Iggy absently told Nudge to go grab a glass of water, so she ran off to the bathroom.

"What's going on?" Gazzy asked impatiently. He had been quiet throughout this whole exchange until now. You could see it on his face that he was every bit as worried as Nudge was, and you could hear it in his voice.

Max frowned. "They had my medicine stocked. I don't know why they'd keep such high prescription drugs here with us, and I didn't see it there before…." Then she gasped. It wasn't one of those annoying 'ohmigawd I'm totally surprised' gasps, it was full of genuine shock. "It was them."

We all stared at her blankly until I finally got what she was saying. I stared at her, prompting her with a snide smirk on my face. She glowered at me before her gaze softened and she mumbled, "Sorry."

Gazzy's blue eyes sparked with anger, and he asked, "What people would do that? What if we didn't find the medicine?"

"Something tells me they would have had some back-up plan," Max growled before grabbing the glass of water Nudge fetched her. She unscrewed the child-proof lid and popped a few of the pills and downed the glass of water. She shuddered.

Nudge scowled, "So wait a minute. Are you saying that they were the ones who put the snake in Max's bed?" I nodded and Nudge's mouth opened just a bit. "But why?"

"Because we were getting along." I said quietly, knowing it was the truth as I spoke the words that none of us wanted to believe. Even if we wanted to get along, we couldn't or else the people running this show would do something like this, clearly not afraid to risk people's health. "That's probably why we signed those waivers. And I'm better that they're cutting this out of the show."

Max rolled her eyes, though she agreed with me. "Probably. It's so wrong that they can get away with this…"

For a split second, I grinned. I knew I probably looked kind of evil as I told everyone, "They won't." I walked over to the desktop computer in my room and hit the switch to turn it on.

Iggy laughed just as evilly as he realized what I was going to do. "Nice." He said, smirking.

When the computer turned on, I pulled up the website for my blog. Max was smiling too, but she asked sounding slightly concerned, "What if they remove your website?"

"Yeah, and risk having my sponsors get mad at them? I doubt that."

Iggy spoke up beside me, "They'll probably just counter with an article on their own site that we were being overly dramatic about this whole thing."

My fingers flew over the keyboard, telling the story of what happened while Max bitterly said, "That sucks. I just… I want everyone to know how terrible they are." Slowly, I got up from my chair.

I gestured to the seat and her eyes widened. "Wait, you want me to write the blog post?" I shrugged and I think for the first time, Max really smiled at me. I turned my eyes away and let her type away.

Half-way through her article, everyone started to file out of my room to go to sleep. Normally I'd be really irritated that I was losing sleep, but the whole reason why I started my blog was so people would know what I went through. I started for some kind of closure, and I wasn't going to deny Max that.

"I wish we didn't need the money so bad." She said out loud, still writing the post.

For a moment I was surprised that she was talking to me, but once I got over that I told her, "It almost makes me feel bad for entering."

She frowned and tore her eyes away from the computer screen. "I still don't understand… why did you enter?"

"Angel wanted to."

She rolled her eyes and muttered, "Oh yeah, and that's a good reason."

It was my turn to scowl. "We didn't know you were entering, or we would have stopped."

There was a moment of silence until she started typing, the familiar sound of the keys being pushed down reaching both of our ears. "Thanks, I guess," She murmured right when I thought she wasn't going to reply.

We both sat there, and I was almost lulled to sleep by her rhythmic typing. Finally, she yawned and said, "I think I'm done." She smiled at me again before hesitantly offered, "Thanks." I nodded my head in response.

Then she went back to her normal witty self and wryly told me, "Don't put anything weird on that post because I plan on checking the comments frequently." And with that, she stood up and left, glancing back only once.

I wanted to read the thing she put on my blog, but I was too tired. It can wait until morning. I thought to myself before crawling into bed and falling asleep.

(A/N) Okay, that's that! I'm rather proud of myself for not waiting a month before updating!