A/N: Some people were mad that Max called Sam. I have it planned out so it needs to happen. I appluade those who turned Simon on me, I can take it. Thanks.

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Behind these Midnight Eyes

Chapter 25: Furious Fang. Why?

Fang POV

Iggy. Iggy where is he?

"And that's how we make chocolate chips for dog cookies. Thanks for callling," Nudge's voice came from the box. I wandered into the office where Nudge's voice came from. Angel was scribling something on paper and Nudge had this serious face on with her hand on a inter-com.

"Yes. We understand that you're not allowed to make your taste buds float away with chocolately goodness. And really that's torture. So we-"

"Ahem" I was in a hurry and Nudges ramblings made me furious. She saw me but she didn't take her hand off the inter-com.

"Guys. Today we have a surprise guest. We all know him. The strong and silent one in-"

"Nudge!" Where's the tape when I need it.

"Yes?" Her hand still on the inter-com.

"Where's Iggy?

"Iggy, Fang is looking for you and he looks mad. Why? Why are you so mad Fang?"

"Nudge!"

"Come on. You can tell me. Hey, how's your relationship with Max going?" I got stiff and narrowed my eyes at her.

"Thanks for the help," I said as I ran out the door.

"Write this down, Angel, Furious Fang. Why?" Nudge's voice was even more annoying while running down the hallway. I slowed down at a room that looked promising. 'Chemistry', was the last thing I could see before I was attacked by splats of gooey sticky stuff all over. A warning could of been nice.

"That went even farther than Max!" The Gasman exclaimed.

"Awesome! Who was it?" Iggy.

"Iggy!" I yelled.

"Oh-oh," he muttered. Iggy got up from an upturned table and hide behind a desk.

"Iggy." I began calmly. How does Max do this? "I'm not going to hurt you. I need you to do something." His head slowly popped up.

"Iggy! I don't have time for this! Take care of the rest of the flock. I'll be right back."

"Even Max?"

"No Max left. Just the take care. I don't want to see anything charcoled, chemically bathed, or covered in slime. By the way.."

"Here!" The Gasman tossed a ragedy torn cloth at me. At this time I wouldn't even care if they put itching powder in it, I rubbed it on my face.

"I'll be back as soon as I can," I said as I ran to the door. In a whooshing sound I flapped open my wings and tired to follow the scent of Max's steps. There, the bubblegum scent. Time to pour on the speed.

After that, I easily found Max. I didn't want her to know that I followed her so I steailly creeped into a bush a few feet behind her. She opened a big glass door and walked in. For a moment I wasn't sure if I should do this.

I peaked through the glass door, she just turned, it's showtime. The heavy door was right in front of me. It felt like a barrier between us, do I just want to walce right through?

Yep. I swung open the door, tracing Max' s steps. I was right behind her but she hadn't noticed, I almost chuckled.

Suddenly, a huge herd of women ran towards a door that I was next to. I nearly trampled me. What's the rush ladies? I'm right here. I got up and dizzly wobbled into the door I thought Max went to.

Sorry for the shortness. I will be updating as soon as I'm done with the next chapter.

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