AN/ okay so I got some reviews from a person reading the story and their the only reason I ended up updating this. I haven't gotten that inspiring of reviews in a LONG FREAKING TIME! So thank god for this reviewer right here!
From: sarah ()
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LIGHT BROWN IS THE COLOR OF MAX'S WINGS! And you know, you could make
your
own version of MR like the one in your disclaimer... that'd be
halarious...
hehe, I just imagined Iggy blowing up my school... I love Iggy...
Goodbye and
keep writing! (by the way, you're an awesome author) bye bye!
From: sarah ()
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Aw, faxness! I didn't get it right, though... Oh well, I was close.
And what's with catnip? You've mentioned it in all of your stories
I've
read. And BETCH TURTLE? Do I even want to know?
Halarious story! Update soon and keep writing!
p.s. Is the flock gonna come in any time soon? It's chapter 17 and
you've
only done their POV (not counting Fang) once.
YOU ARE AN AWESOME AUTHOR! DON'T STOP WRITING! Bye.
From: sarah ()
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This is an awesome story!! Come on, it's been almost a year since you
last
updated. You're an awesome author, but you need to write more. PLEASE
write
more.
After reading three of these in a row, the last one almost made me cry. I hadn't realized how long its been since I updated. And I'm really sorry if I made some of you think that I wasn't planning to update. I really love all of you people reading this and if three reviews like that make me want to cry, well, just let that show how much your guys's oppinons of this story and all of my other writings mean to me. Anyone still reading this story, thank you for sticking it out even after all these months.
-V
Disclaimer: DUDE GET IT THROUGH YOUR THICK HEAD THAT I AM NOT James Patterson!
V's PovI got home from school the next day to find Fang pacing in my closet.
"What's wrong with you?" I asked. He glared at me.
"I'm…BORED!" I gasped. Bordom was a horrible thing.
"Omigod." I said. I looked around my room for something for him to do. It is a well known fact that it is indeed possible to die from boredom. My eyes fell upon my bookshelve. A wide grin grew on my face.
"hey, fang, would you like to know Max's feelings and thoughts throughout the past 14 months or so?" His eyes went wide.
"Yes…." I picked up all four books and opened the cage door to hand them to him. He looked at them as if they held the secret of life. He immediately opened the fist book and sat down on the floor to read it.
Max's Pov"Where could he possibly be?" Nudge asked after two days of flying around looking for fang. Max sighed.
"How should I know?" she asked. "We'll just keep flying until we find something suspicious." Gazzy yelled for max.
"What?" Gazzy was pointing down at the road below them. There were tire marks for a couple of miles. "Well, I guess that's supicious enough." Max said. The tire marks didn't stop until they reached a sign that said something about entering Michigan.
"Oh my God." Max said.
"What?" angel asked.
"I know who took Fang."
AN/ that's pretty good, for being the first update in at least two months.