A/N: Haha, sorry if any of you faithful reviewers are offended, Gaz didn't get much sleep.
Gazzy's POV
I sat up, leaning against a tree, waiting to see what would happen. Fang couldn't tell I was awake- he was lost in thought, holding Max close to him.
My watch now read 2:59 AM, and I was waiting for something.
Then I saw it.
A boy and a girl- the same two I'd seen the past few nights- ran silently over to Fang, needle in hand.
The boy came my way, seeing me awake and cussing.
I blinked and he was behind me, forcing duck tape over my mouth.
I didn't attempt to make a sound.
The girl was whispering something in Fang's ear, then holding his arm gently and injecting it with something.
Fang lied down next to Max, drifting off into a deep sleep.
Then the girl went over to Iggy, tapping his hand twice, then whispering in his ear.
A smile spread across his mouth.
So he was in on it!
Ig looked my way and smiled, then flew up to a branch to take watch.
Then I felt a prick in my arm, and the next thing I knew, I was in front of the computer again, the tape was gone from my mouth, and the clock read 3:01 AM.
"You guys are good." I said, then clicked the first message on the screen.
kay,
Gazzy,
a)Would Max and Iggy ever work out?
b)If so, would Fang turn into a homicidal maniac?
c)If we're posting this...is it possible that any other member of the flock could find this on the internet?
d)Is it possible that we can trade you in for another member of the flock for a night?
sorry that we traumatize you -
nattalica,
I wasn't hesitant at all typing my answer.
Nattalica,
Wow, you returned.
Again.
Thank you so much for joining in my torture.
It must be entertaining to all of you.
Alright- back to business.
A. Max and Iggy… I think Iggy would go for just about any girl, knowing him, but Max just thinks of Iggy as a brother. In my opinion, Miggy is way better than Fax, but you try telling that to Fang, and he'll strangle you. I don't think Fang would allow it.
B. Like I was getting to before. I think Fang would murder Iggy, then get some love potion for Max. Of course, if he thought Max was happy, then he'd probably just go be emo somewhere. Or maybe he'd just pop the pills… Fang's definitely capable of killing, but I think he'd probably just off himself instead.
C. Um… we're posting this? Shit… Fang reads fanfiction a lot, doesn't he… PLEASE tell me this isn't on fanfiction…
D. What, I'm not good enough for you? I don't think so, but maybe if I bug the Cra- I mean, bug Shane enough, I'll get suspended, and then Iggy'll just have to take my spot.
-The Gasman
I clicked send then went to the next message, wondering how many there were for tonight.
does iggy like me
and
get iggy 2 c me!!
yea!
yay!
whoo whoo!
-jazdi909
I felt deja vous coming on, then hurriedly started typing.
Jazdi909,
Wow.
I thought only Fang had fangirls.
Hm.
Uh… does Iggy like you…
Well, he likes EVERY girl, so…
You got lucky.
And if you come tomorrow night, I think I can get Iggy here. You know, if I bug the… Shane.
-The Gasman
I grimanced as I saw the sender of the next message.
A Silenced Angel has returned.
Joy.
Dearest Gazzy: hee hee
What do you think about Miley Cyrus¿
Also, will u break out in song next time that guy Shane is in the room¿
I HATE MILEY CYRUS
-A Silenced Angel
I searched around in my head for a minute, trying to remember who this Smiley kid was.
All I could remember was that Nudge loved her and Max called her the next Red-Haired Wonder.
A Silenced Angel,
Well, I'm gonna go with Max on this- Miley's a whore.
LOL, thanks, I needed the idea. DANCE PARTY!!
-The Gasman (who now worships you)
I hit send then opened iTunes before anyone behind me could react.
The song that came on made me laugh even harder.
Mmmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
Let me talk to 'em
Mmmmmmm
Let me talk to 'em
C'mon!
Shawty had them apple bottom jeans (jeans)
Boots with the fur (with the fur)
The whole club was looking at her
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
By now I was dancing with the goddess, trying to piss off Shane as much as I could.
And damn, this girl could DANCE.
Them baggy sweat pants
And the Reebok's with the straps (with the straps)
She turned around and gave that big booty a smack (hey)
I slapped her ass, getting a responding giggle and a really annoyed Shane.
She hit the floor (she hit the floor)
Next thing you know
Shawty got low, low, low, low, low, low, low, low
I felt someone hit me square in the face, and everything went black.