A/N: Haha, this'll be a funny one. Disclaimer in the first chapter.

Gazzy's POV

I felt something hard poke my shoulder.

"Ow! What the hell, Ig?" I said, attempting to roll over, then finding myself bound to a chair.

"Aw, crap." I muttered, opening my eyes and staring, yet again, at a computer screen.

"I was in a hotel this time!" I yelled, turning my head in every direction, trying to find the source of the jab.

What I saw scared me.

It was a guy- maybe a year or two younger than Fang- with really dark purple hair that was spiked in the back with pin-straight side bangs on one side of his face. He was pale and bruised, also, and his eyes were ocean blue. He was strong, from the look of it, and he had bags under his eyes and was fumbling around in one of his pockets. I noticed that he was wearing pajamas… all black.

His hand came out of his pocket with a cigarette, then his other hand came up with a lighter in hand and lit it.

He glared at me for a minute, before saying, "What, kid?" in an annoyed tone.

I gaped back, before stuttering out the words, "Who are you? Isn't Maxine supposed to bring me here or something?"

He blew smoke in my face.

"She's busy." He said, not answering my first question.

"Well, who are you then?" I asked again, more confidence in my voice, though the guy scared the shit out of me.

"Shane. Her boyfriend." He said simply.

I was shocked.

A girl that freakishly hypnotic and amazing would settle for THAT guy? What was wrong with her brain?

He smirked, as if reading my thoughts.

"Well, don't you know what you're supposed to do? Get on with it, mutant!" he said, focusing once again on his cigarette.

I sighed, then turned to the computer screen.

The first question popped up.

Can I pet your dog? OH NOEZZ IT HAS WINGS HOLY CRAP!

-stickyxmicky

I chuckled a little, and I could hear Satan- I mean Shane- shift his weight and I felt smoke on the back of my head.

Stickyxmicky,

Sure, you can pet Total! Watch out though, those wings are pointy.

-The Gasman

The next question showed up without me clicking anything.

I read quickly, desperate to get away from Sata- uh, Shane.

Have you ever gotten horney?

Do u like ny1?

Have you ever put on a condom?

-wolfwithwings15

I started typing as soon as I'd read the last question, hoping that dude hadn't seen any of the questions.

Wolfwithwings15,

Nope. Don't you steal my innocence, freak.

Er… yes. But I think the dude behind me might just kill me if I said who.

Haha, yeah, on a dare, I have.

-The Gasman (who's really eager to leave and isn't answering any more questions tonight)

I felt the hard poke on my shoulder again, and when I looked around, I was sitting on the couch in the hotel room Iggy and I were sharing.

A few seconds later, I was fast asleep on the bed.

A/N: Great questions, y'all. Sorry I didn't do any more questions, and didn't wait long enough for there to be more, I was bored and didn't have enough time to update a different story.

Shane's not that evil in real life, you know. Gazzy's just in crazy love with me so he naturally has to hate the dude.

And Shane-la and I are in deep, mushy love that would gross Gazzy- and most of the population of the world- out.

Also, Shane hates Gazzy because he thinks that he's gonna steal me away.

Don't worry, Shane. It's just fun to hypnotize the boy.