Well, here's the next chapter. Glad you all waited patiently- and by that, I mean not forming an angry mob and attacking my house and holding my kitty for ransom.

Kitty: Meow!

Couldn't have said it myself, mini-mew.

Reviewer Thanks

Scoobycool9 and Luckycool9 and Steve: *makes clucking noises* C-C-Chicken! XD lol jk jk better hope that cage holds up (think we should throw the Banshee into RT4 after this? Lol); Week's up! Here's the chapter!

Looneytunecrazy: Glad you understand; Glad you also loved Kim and Biff's conversation (especially when the 'awkward' moment got brought up XD); Yep, Fangface may be clueless sometimes, but he still has some wits… but will he trust Puggsy?; Yes he should; And it was the Banshee.

Disclaimer: I don't own Fangface… AND I'M SURPRISED ADMITTING IT HASN'T KILLED ME YET!

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Miriam walked down the hallway to Louis' room. Having heard the ambulance sirens, she immediately climbed into her car and drove over, seeing that there was in fact one leaving the Fangsworth's residence, and she sped to the hospital to make sure her old friend was alright.

She and Grandpa Lou had a long history together- namely on a friendship basis, considering neither of them felt close enough to be lovers, let alone had been in love with entirely different people at the time. But once their spouses had passed away, they felt closer, knowing that it would be comforting to be near a good friend during a hard time. But over the years they had drifted apart, hardly keeping in contact…

That is, until their grandchildren met.

Now here she was, making sure her old friend was alright. "Lou! What on earth happened?" she gasped once she saw the bandage on his head.

"That darn Banshee broke in…" Lou replied, shaking off his daze. "Would've killed me completely if a couple wolves hadn't chased her out… I blacked out after that…" he began to wince. "Sherman wasn't there, Miriam. I'm afraid she might've got him…"

"Don't talk like that, you pin-head. If your grandson wasn't there, who would've made the call?"

"Maybe your grandson, or one of those other kids who hang out with him… I have to say, Miriam, your Puggsy sure is one tough nut. Wouldn't heed my warning about keeping away and out of this Banshee business."

"Of course not. No one in my family would turn their back on a friend… He takes after my daughter-in-law that way. Stubborn, but a lot of heart."

"I still don't want them getting into any danger… Can you make sure they're alright?"

"When it comes to being a grandmother, that's my top priority. Now rest up, Lou. You're noggin was already lumpy enough, you don't want to make it worse," With that, she walked out.

Lou shook his head. "And people ask why I never married her. Hmph."

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Morning came slowly, and Biff was the first to wake up… and first to notice Kim was resting her head on his chest. He smiled, wanting to enjoy the moment, but his eyes fell on the clock and he immediately knew it wasn't going to last any longer. "Kim, wake up," he whispered, tapping her shoulder. "Hurry, we're going to be late to school!"

"Huh? What?" Kim said, waking up and sitting up. "Oh my gosh! It's almost 7:30!"

"Wake up Puggsy and Fangs. I'll call my dad to come pick us up before he goes to work," Biff ran out of the room to the phone.

Kim looked to see where Puggsy and Fangs were, seeing they weren't on the couch…

She found them lying on the floor instead, cuddled together… and it was times like this she wished she had a camera. "Guys… wake up," Kim whispered, shaking their shoulders.

"Zzz… huh?" Puggsy replied, groggily.

"Wha…?" Fangs yawned.

The two froze, their eyes slowly making contact, realizing how close they were. "GAH!" They both screamed, leaping to their feet and brushing themselves off.

Kim giggled. "C'mon, Puggsy. We've gotta get to school," she said.

"You guys are going to school? Already?" Fangs said, stunned. "B-But, what am I supposed to do? I've never stayed here by myself- I CAN'T stay here by myself! Not with that t-thing loose!"

"Calm down, Fangs. You can come with us, as a visitor."

"Uh, not a good idea Kim," Puggsy whispered. "What if he turns into you-know-who?"

"Don't worry, I've got an idea," Kim turned to Fangs. "Like I said, you can come with us."

"I can come to school with you guys?" Fangs asked, excitedly.

"Sure, there's just one thing we have to do…"

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The kids were a little late getting to school, having to swing by their houses and get their backpacks, and being dropped off two minutes to 8 o'clock, rushing to their first-period classes before the bell rang. Fangs decided to stick with Puggsy… since he was the only one he had followed in their rush, sitting down in his math class that morning.

"So… why do I have to wear this hat, sunglasses, and sweater again?" Fangs asked Puggsy, wearing a blue hoodie, dark sunglasses, and Puggsy's red cap with the bill facing outward.

"Do you WANT the Banshee to recognize you?" Puggsy retorted.

"Oh, right."

Truth was, the get-up was actually a disguise for in face Fangs would turn into Fangface, and everyone was praying he could pull it off.

"Like, hey Pugs. Who's the new kid?" Shaggy asked as he sat down next to them.

"He's just a visitor. His name's Fangs," Puggsy replied.

"Hey, you're the paper-boy I saw the other day!" Fangs said, lifting his glasses.

"Wow, small world. Your parents finally let you out of the house, huh?" Shaggy asked.

"Well…"

"Alright, class, settle down," came the teacher's voice. "As I've been told, we have a visitor today... you can all mingle around with him later. Right now, turn to page 103, where we'll be studying the hypotenuse angles…"

Fangs stuck his hand in the air.

"Yes?"

"I was wondering… what's a hypoten…whatever you said?"

Puggsy covered his face as a few kids snickered. This is going to be a long, LONG day… he thought.

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Lunch period slowly came, much to Puggsy's relief, as he and Fangs sat alone at his usual table. "…For the last time, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to drop those beakers in the science lab!" Fangs was telling him. "And how was I supposed to know you weren't allowed to draw on the chalkboard in English? It's my first time in school, you know…"

Puggsy only sat there, ignoring him.

"Look, I'm really sorry, okay? There's a lot for me to learn… Will you at least talk to me?"

"Puggsy doesn't talk to anyone, much." Alexander said. "The only time he opens his mouth is when he and my sister are insulting each other."

"Ooh, ooh, I've heard him talk before… Who are you?"

"I'm his cousin, Alexander. Hey, want to come sit with me and my friends?"

"Sure!" Fangs paused. "Um, if you don't mind…"

"Have at it," Puggsy muttered.

Fangs got up and followed Alexander to a table, where he got reacquainted with Shaggy, and a few other boys. Kim and Biff walked over and sat with Puggsy, looking over at their friend. "Looks like Fangs found a clique real fast," Biff commented, smiling. "He's doing pretty well,"

Puggsy scoffed. "Yeah, in your opinion maybe. That pin-head was nearly murdified during PE,"

"What were you guys playing, dodgeball?" Kim asked.

"Tennis."

"Maybe he could hang out with Kim or I," Biff suggested. "We'll give you a break,"

"…You guys act like you're babysitting or something," Mark said, walking by. "When did you meet Fangs, and how come you all are so worried about him?"

"Yeah, is he sick or something?" Daphne asked, joining in.

"Does he have some sort of mental disability?" Alexandra scoffed. "He sure acts like it-"

"Be nice, Alexandra," Josie said. "He's just never been to school before,"

"I wonder why…" Velma questioned.

The bell rang, and the kids began walking out of the lunchroom. Biff had Fangs follow him and he waved to the others. "You know, school isn't as bad as I thought," Fangs told him, then caught a glimpse of Puggsy, who hardly looked at him. "…at least, not now."

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Kim took Fangs to her study hall in the library, where she noticed he was a little down. "What's the matter, Fangs?" she asked.

"Puggsy's mad at me… I think he sees me as an idiot," Fangs replied, glumly. "He won't talk to me or anything all because I goofed up a few times… Maybe my parents were right. Maybe I'm not ready for school-"

Kim held his hand. "Oh, don't say that, Fangs. Everyone has a rough first-day. I know I did when I started here- didn't make many friends, this girl Misty keeps trying to intimidate me… and to make things creepy, the school bully has a crush on me. Puggsy really helped me get by, and even helped me get to know Biff better. You're going to do fine, you just have to adjust,"

Fangs smiled, taking off his sunglasses and locking eyes with her. "Thanks Kim… you know, you're really the nicest girl I've ever met. …Heck, you're the only girl I've ever met. You're a great friend,"

Kim blushed, smiling and giving his hand a small squeeze. "You're a great friend too, Fangs."

They smiled at each other a little more, until they realized they were still holding hands, and Kim cleared her throat and let go, while Fangs blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Um… how-how about if you show me what you're, uh, studying?"

"Sure, glad to," She opened her history textbook. "We're reading about the war of 1812…"

Fangs tried to concentrate on the book, but his gaze kept drifting over to Kim. I just held hands with a girl for the first time, he thought, smiling a bit. Ooh, ooh, she's really nice too, nicer than how Biff described. …I just wish my heart wasn't beating so hard, and that I had enough breath to speak. I wonder why I'm feeling this way?

Kim caught him staring at her, and she chuckled. "What?"

Fangs gasped, blushing deeper. "S-Sorry, I was just… spacing off. I didn't mean to stare,"

"Well, you're not the first boy to stare at me,"

"Oh."

She shrugged. "…You're the first to admit to it and apologize, though."

He relaxed a little. "Okay… well, you're the first to hold my hand- er, I mean, um…" he pulled the collar of his shirt, a bit of steam billowing out. "It's… getting kind of warm in here."

Kim laughed a bit. "It's alright, Sherman. You don't have to be too nervous about being around a girl,"

"Oh thank God!" Fangs lied his head on the table, taking a deep breath. "For a minute there, I thought I was about to have an asthma attack!"

Kim stifled another laugh.

"So… every guy feels like this once in a while?"

"Every guy, every girl… it's natural, don't worry." She patted his shoulder.

He patted her shoulder. "Okay, good to know."

They kept their arms on each other, and Fangs found himself leaning closer to her…

Up until his eyes fell upon a poster behind her of the solar-system, moon included.

One spin later, Fangface sat with his arm around Kim. "(grr) Ooh, ooh, hi Kim…" he said, then paused. "Um, Kim? How come we have our arms around each other? (grr)"

Kim chuckled giving him a pat on the back. "No reason, Fangsy. C'mon, I'll show you around school,"

"School?" Fangface looked around. "Ooohhhh… So THIS is what it looks like! (grr) …Not too bad,"

Kim shook her head, handing him the sunglasses. "Here, put these on. I'm not sure werewolves are allowed in school, so you'll have to lay low,"

"Alright, (grr) whatever you say,"

They walked out of the library, as Kim showed Fangface around the hallways, filling him in. "There's the science lab, Biff has a class in there now, and Puggsy's in history class now…"

"Can we go see them? (grr)"

Kim chuckled. "No, we're not allowed to enter someone else's class. You'll get to see them after school in a couple hours,"

"Aw…"

They walked up the stairs, standing by a window. "My next class is English, where we're studying urban legends. Puggsy said he was doing his on werewolves… it would be pretty funny if he used you as a visual aid,"

"A visual aid? (grr)"

"Yeah, like an example. A lot of us are looking up different legends to use and everything,"

"Oh. (grr) Gosh, and I always thought school would be boring,"

"It is sometimes. You gotta sit quietly in class, listen to what the teacher has to say, do assignments, and always having homework to do. Only good thing about it is that you can make friends, learn new things, and get to go on field trips,"

"Cool. So what else-"

"Well, well, look who it is. It's our little half-breed newbie," came Misty's ear-numbing voice. "Who's the buck-toothed loser with you? Close friend of yours?"

Kim scowled. "As a matter of fact, yes. Now if you'll excuse us, we've got a tour to finish,"

"Showing him the school, huh? What's next, are you going to show him the slum-shack you live in down in the ghetto?"

"(grr) You can't talk to Kim like that!" Fangface snarled.

"I can if I want to. I've got more class that her kind ever will," Misty stepped close to Kim. "You shouldn't even be ALLOWED here. You're such a reject- being half black, half white… you don't belong anywhere. You're a freak,"

Kim clenched her fists. "You… You…!" she fumed, tears coming to her eyes.

"Aw, what's the matter? Gonna cry to your mommy like a baby?"

"Leave her alone! (snarl)" Fangface snapped, stepping between Kim and Misty.

"Back off, loser!" Misty shoved him back, making him trip over Kim's bag, his hood and sunglasses falling off.

"Oh no," Kim gasped.

Misty froze in horror. "Oh my gosh! You're the… the… WEREWOLF!" She screamed, loud enough for her voice to echo down the halls (surprisingly not breaking any glass windows).

Everyone looked out of the classrooms, racing to see what the commotion was about, peering up and down the stairs, gawking at Fangface. "Oh, crud," Puggsy put bluntly.

There were a couple screams and a few shouts. "Someone call the police!" a teacher shouted.

Kim turned to Fangface. "Run." She told him. "Hurry!"

Fangface nodded, and ran out the window, leaping onto the flagpole and sliding down, and running off.

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A/N: Next chapter… things get worse.

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