Hey hey hey

Hey hey hey!!

My computer always makes the red squiggly line over the last two heys for word repetition.

I told it that I do what I want.

OK! Welcome to chapter three.

You know all the usual stuff.

No flames, no Max/Fang, constructive criticism, and whatnot.

And yes, I know the pairing is called Fax, but I happen to think that's the stupidest thing within a 50 foot radius so I do not use it. Or any of the pairings' names. I have similar feelings toward every pairing.

OK! (Again) On with the chapter.

Chapter Three-

Iggy POV-

I got back and cooked the dudes. (the fish, not actual dudes. Cannibalism would be a last resort.) When I handed them out, Gazzy most likely noticed my dazed look, and for that reason he decided to come over to me.

"Hey Ig. You okay?" he asked, taking a bite of fish.

"Huh? Yeah, dandy," I said very distractedly.

"You don't sound okay."

"What--?"

"I said you don't sound okay."

"I'm fine. Eat your fish." I heard Gazzy walk away. I took a bite of my fish, not even realizing I was starting to chew my fingers. (Again with the cannibalism…)

Finally, after everyone fell asleep, I crept silently toward our meeting spot, iPod in hand. After we were done discussing, I was planning on showing her my music. I was nervous though. What if she hates rock? Before I had a chance to think of that scenario, I heard footsteps, and almost instantly, Max's voice.

"Iggy, what are you doing?" she asked suspiciously.

I consider myself a pretty darn good liar, but this time I faltered. I couldn't think of a good excuse.

"Uhh….I was hungry," I said. I deemed that reply worthy of a lame award.

"Hungry? We just ate 3 hours ago."

"Well, I was just going for a walk."

"Walk? Why would you walk when you have wings attached to your backside?"

"I just needed alone time. Leave me alone Max. Please."

"Just convince me you don't have any explosives with you."

"I promise I don't. Just my iPod." To prove my point, I held out the iPod.

"Well. Have fun," she said. She snapped open her wings and took off. I unfurled my own wings and flew over to Izzy and my meeting spot. When I discovered no one was there, I sat on a rock and turned on my iPod. I started listening to the album "Who's Next" by the Who. A/N Which, by the way, is the BEST album ever

Since my sense of sight was slightly shy of excellence, and my sense of hearing was just a smidgen marred by the headphones, I was generally surprised when someone tapped my shoulder. I popped out the ear buds and whirled around.

"Sorry," said Izzy shyly. "What were you listening to?"

"The Who," I answered simply. When she didn't say anything, I assumed she was so bewildered at my choice of music. I inwardly cringed, anticipating her reply.

Eventually, she answered.

"Oh, my God, are you serious?? I LOVE the Who!! They are my favorite band ever!!" she shrieked.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah! Turn it up!"

I turned it up. I just so happened to be listening to My Wife. We waltzed around and danced to the beat. We completely forgot about why we met here. It was almost like a date now.

After a while, Behind Blue Eyes came on. 'Oh God, a slow song' I thought. My stomach rapidly produced butterflies that whirled around in there, trying to find an exit. I held out my hand and she took it. We were slowly swaying when I felt her eyes boring into me. I felt for her face. In my head, I was screaming 'Don't kiss her!! She's practically you!!' But I really wanted to kiss her. I leaned down. I was so close when….

BAM! Out of the bushes leapt two huge figures, colliding into Izzy and almost taking me down with her.

"Hey!! Who the hell do you think you are??" I screamed at the unexpected visitor.

"We are Twigs. Now move aside, boy, this is specimen the Boss needs," one of them told me. Izzy screamed and bit at him and pulled his hair, but he wouldn't let go. I tried my best to get her, but the other guy held me back. Before I knew it, they were gone.

Who is the Boss? What are Twigs?? I was so confused. But I was mostly worried about Izzy. They were probably going to bring her to the School. I snapped open my wings and flew back to the cave. When I landed, I found Max and shook her awake.

"Iggy, what do you want?" she said grumpily.

"Izzy's been captured!" I said hurriedly, not even considering the fact that no one knew we were secretly meeting.

"You mean your clone?"

"Yeah."

"Who cares then? And how do you know?" she asked suspiciously. Crap.

"Well, I , uh—"

Suddenly, Angel's voice filled the cave.

"You love your clone??" she shrieked. Apparently everyone was up. Great.

Gazzy snickered. Nudge giggled. I suddenly got frustrated.

"Yeah, I do! We've been secretly meeting. Happy now? And now she's captured. We need to join our two flocks together to get her back!"

"Who cares? What's one less enemy?" said Gazzy.

"How would you feel if I was captured? Would you be saying that?" I countered. He didn't reply.

"Let's say we agreed to help your clone," said Max, saying clone like it was a disease. "How do you know Matt and his flock will agree to go with us?"

"Because Izzy means to them what I mean to you guys. C'mon guys, please. Will you help me?" I pleaded.

As if on cue, Matt, Faith, Gabby, Nate, and Aaron leaped up on the ledge.

"You made Izzy get captured!!" screamed Gabby. She ran toward me, screaming like a mad woman. I managed to dodge her.

"Don't attack me! Don't you want Izzy back?" I said desperately.

"Yeah! Give her back!" Nate demanded.

"Nate, be nice. Alright, Max, we'll join your party. But only this one time. After we find Izzy, we go back to hating each other, okay?" Matt compromised.

Max nodded. "Fine with me."

"No!" I protested.

"Jeez, Ig, make up your mind," Fang mumbled.

"No, I mean, we should stay together after we find Izzy. Imagine what the twelve of us can do as one flock!" I said, hopefully convincing them.

"Ok, now you're pushing it. After we find Izzy, we're going back to our cave. Got it? None of your teenage fantasies with our Izzy will ever come true, so just shut up," said Matt.

"Harsh," said Nudge.

"Ok, it looks like we have a lot of distance to cover. Where's the nearest bus to California?" said Max.

Well, that's it. Sorry I haven't updated in a while!! grins bashfully at monitor screen I promise I'll write regularly!!

dasi