Chapter Six
Fang woke with a start. It had been about twelve hours since he was pitied and flew away. He was happy that he was free, but still the thought of Max still in there tormented him.
He crawled out of the tiny hole that had been his makeshift bed for the past amount of time. It was evening.
"Iggy, what did you make? I'm so, so hungry! I hope you made something tasty!" came an extremely familiar voice.
"I didn't make it, but I'm pretty sure some campers' are going to add us to their hate list soon," Fang could practically hear him smirking.
Fang walked-silently- to a clearing, following the voices.
"Nudge, Fig. Total." He said.
"Fang! Oh my gosh! Are you ok? What happened? Wait-never mind- I don't want to know. Where are Max, Angel, and Gazzy? I've missed you all so, so much! We're gonna come and get you tonight. Iggy was-" Nudge rambled.
"Nudge! Don't make our ears bleed! And Ig- pass me the beef- I'm starved! Fang, hold the lab? Don't worry, we'll get them out we always do," Total cut in.
"Yeah. Guys, tell me the plan. I can't come though. Long story." Fang replied.
"Ok. I won't even ask," said Iggy, "We go in through the vent system, find a control room. Nudge will hack in and find the others, while I plant remote control bombs and Total guards the exits. We'll break 'em out, plant a few more bombs. And when we're back here, I'll blow that madhouse up!"