Taking me a while to update, huh?

Ok, I think Total won the poll......not that we're gonna let him go into law school or anything....

Total: Awwww.....

Anyway, so, uh....what chapter is this?

Fang: -whispers- Chapter 21.

Oh yeah! Chapter 21! I knew I'd remember!

Fang: Yeah....

So, here we go!!

Oh, and, some of you were complaining about a lack of Faxness, right????

Fang's POV

Another beautiful morning at the Martinez household.

The sun was shining through my window, there were birds chirping outside, I could smell eggs frying in the kitchen. Just another great day.

Well, except for the scottie-ish looking dog staring right in my face.

"Total? What?"

"I'd hate to have to send debt collectors after you, Fang. Especially if you have to end up paying child support."

"What are you talking about?"

He rolled his eyes. "Payment, Fang, payment! Lawyers don't work for nothing! You have to pay me whether we won or we lost."

"Did we win?" I asked, pulling myself up. "I couldn't really tell."

He sighed. "It doesn't matter. You need to pay me. I want 5 strips of bacon, not the cheap stuff, either, maple-cured preferably. And I want it by the end of the week, or I'm sending the debt collectors."

I laughed. "And who's the debt collector? Lassie?"

"Fang! This isn't a joke! I'm trying to teach you about the real world here!"

"I don't think we pay lawyers with bacon in the real world."

He sighed again. "5 strips of bacon by the end of the week." He started to leave, then spun around. "Oh, and please don't try and give me that fake, dog treat bacon."

"You mean Beggin Strips?"

He made a face. "Yes."

I grinned. "I thought dogs didn't know they weren't bacon."

"Fang, do you really think I-"

"Uhhh...Fang?"

I looked around Total to the door where Gazzy stood. "Yeah, Gaz?"

"Iggy wants you."

"My client and I are in an important meeting right now." Total started. "Plus, I don't feel that my client should be speaking with the plaintiff without the counsel of his lawyer and maybe-"

"Total?"

"Yes, Fang?"

"Drop it."

He sighed. "Have it your way, Fang."

"I will." I turned to Gazzy. "Tell Ig I'll be there in a few."

"Ok. He's acting kind of weird, by the way."

When isn't he? "Thanks for the warning, Gazzy."

In a couple minutes, I'd dragged myself out of bed, thrown Total out of my room, and made it down to Iggy's room.

"So, Iggy, you needed me?" I said as I walked in. "Does Justin need lunch money?"

I was answered by having a red shirt thrown in my face.

I pulled it off. "Ig?"

He was digging through his closet madly, touching clothes, making a disgusted face at the color, and throwing them aside.

"Iggy..."

Suddenly, he jumped up, holding two shirts up. "Fang? You like the green or the blue better?"

"Huh?"

He sighed. "Green or blue, Fang, it's not rocket science."

I stared at him for a minute. "And you need my opinion...why?"

"Well, I..." He looked embarrased for a moment. "Ella and I are going shopping today, and we might see some of her friends, and we might be out for lunch, so I, uhhh..."

I had to bite my lip to keep from laughing. "Oh...I get it. You've got a date!"

"I do not have a date! We're just shopping and-"

"Iggy's got a date! Iggy's got a-"

"Will you just shut up, give your opinion, and leave?"

"Iggy, come on, man! She'll like you in whatever color you wear."

"....Really?"

I laughed. "Yeah! She's definetiely interested in you. Plus, when you ask me questions like this, you worry me."

"I worry you?"

"Yeah. First, you say you're having my child, now you're asking me what color to wear! If it wasn't for this date with Ella, I'd be worried."

"It's not a date!"

"Oh, sorry, right. Not a date, got it." I smiled. "Look, Iggy, why don't you just...tell her you like her?"

"Just...tell her?"

"Yeah!"

"What if she doesn't like me?"

"Iggy, are you blind?"

He gave me a look. I grinned sheepishly.

"Ok, bad phrase. But, really. She likes you, you like her. Tell her!"

"Why don't you tell Max you like her?"

"What? Since when is this about me and Max?"

"Well, if it's sooo easy, take your own advice."

"Iggy, this isn't about-"

"Iggy!" Ella called from down the hall. "We gotta leave in half an hour!"

Iggy panicked. "Half an hour? Crap! I still need to find pants!" He went digging through his closet again.

"Have fun, Ig."

"Yeah, yeah." He was still knee-deep in clothing.

"Oh, and Ig?"

He looked up. "Yeah?"

"Go with the blue."

I guess that conversation with Iggy made me think. I went straight for Max's room.

And dove onto her bed again.

"Wha-?" She asked, blinking.

"Morning, Maximum Ride. Ready to face the day?"

She flipped me the bird and pulled the pillow over her head.

I just laughed and pulled the pillow off. "Come on, Max! Bet you'll feel better if you get up!"

She finally pulled herself into a sitting position. "What are you so cheerful about this morning?"

"I just had a conversation with Iggy."

She rolled her eyes. "Is he sending Justin to Hogwarts now?"

"No, though that's an interesting concept. How good do you think a human-avian hybrid would be at Quidditch?"

She sighed, staring at me. "Get on with it, Fang."

I grinned. "Want to hear some good gossip?"

She raised her eyebrows. "You're into gossip now, Fang?"

"Like, Oh my God, Max! Isn't that, like, what everyone's talking about?"

"You're scaring me, Fang."

I smiled. "Yeah, well, Iggy was scaring me this morning, too. He wanted my advice on what to wear today. Want to know why?"

"I guess I'll have to hear it anyway. Shoot."

"He's going out for shopping and lunch with Ella."

"Really?!" Max was smiling. "I bet Ella's excited. Don't you think they're cute together?"

"Cute's not really in my vocab, Max, but I think it's nice, I guess."

"Oh, no, we can't have Prince Fang of Machoness saying any, un-manly words like 'cute'." She rolled her eyes. "So, was Iggy nervous?"

I laughed. "Knee-deep in the contents of his closet and practically bouncing off the walls."

She laughed, too. "I can just imagine." She sighed, dramatically. "Our little Ella and Iggy are growing up." She dabbed at an imaginary tear.

I hugged her around the shoulders, looking off into the distance. "And to think, just yesterday it seems, Iggy was making his very first bomb. They grow up so fast!"

We laughed. I rested my forehead on top of her head.

"You know, Max. I told him he should just tell Ella how he feels."

"And what's he say to that?"

I moved my head and tipped her chin up to face me. She was staring straight into my eyes, searching, trying to figure out what I was thinking, as usual.

God, Max has beautiful eyes.

"He said I should take my own advice."

And then I kissed her.

It's amazing how we seem to just fit together, like we were made for each other. I guess, if you believe in fate in stuff like that, you could say that we were. I couldn't really tell you. Maybe we fit because we want to. Maybe it's coincidence. All I know is, when I'm kissing her, it's hard to think about anything else but her. Heck, after a while, I get dizzy. Of course, that's when I realize I've forgotten to breathe. Unfortunately, that's also the point where we have to break apart.

We just stared at each other for a minute, foreheads together, trying to get air back into our lungs, trying to start brain function up again.

"Well, does my advice work?"

"It was definetiely...surprising." She was smiling now. A good sign.

"Well, you want to know what the good part about kissing you know was?"

"What?"

"You're too sick to fly away on me."

She was still smiling. I breathed an inner sigh of relief.

"I'm starting to regret flying away at all."

I smiled. "Really?"

"Yeah."

We just sat like that for the longest time. I think I could've stayed like that forever.

Then, Max yawned.

"Oh, hey, I'm keeping you up."

She shook her head. "No, no, I'm fine." She shivered.

I smiled and gently pushed her back down in her bed. "No, Max, you're still sick. Why don't you go back to bed for a little bit, ok?"

"But-"

"But what?"

"I-I don't-" She took a deep breath. "I don't want you to leave yet."

I smiled as I pulled the blankets back over her. Her and me, that is. I cuddled close, putting a wing over her to keep her warm.

"I never said I was leaving, Max. I'm too much of a pain-in-the-ass to do that."

She smiled and ran a hand through my hair. "You're something else, Fang, you know that?"

I grinned. "Hey, I try. Now, get some sleep, Ms. Jealous."

"Shut up, Mr. Emo."

I smiled and closed my eyes. "You're the boss, Maximum."

This must be what Heaven feels like.

Get ready for it......And......All together.....

AWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I hope all you people who wanted some Faxness already are now satisfied. At least for the time being.

Poor Iggy.........

But Total! Dog's don't know it not bacon!

Ok, someone going by the name 'Anonymous' informed me of a mistake. Obviously, there is no 'Mormon Bible'. Ok, what I had meant was The Book of Mormon. Well, look at it this way. Fang wouldn't know there was no 'Mormon Bible'. He probably got it confused.

Fang: Thanks. Make me feel stupid.

Anyway, I hope I didn't insult any Mormons out there. Really, I love you people! I'm a very sorry for this error.

As always, I'm human, so, if you see a mistake, tell me! I won't get mad. Unless, of course, you yell and/or swear at me and insult me for making the mistake. Then, I will cry and sick Fang on you.

Fang: Since when am I you're personal guard dog?

-whacks Fang- Well, I'm sure you guys get the picture.

Ok, now that I've reported my mistake.....

R&R?

Oh, and there's a poll up for my other story 'Job Listings' since I need help to get going on that...