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Thanks buddy! Glad you like this spontaneous story of mine. Oh, and in answer to your question, no, I don't think I did cry…no idea why. Usually I would, trust me. But I think I went ahead and already knew about it via online so I wasn't completely surprised…but anywho. Thanks for the review! Hope you like this chapter too! This chapter takes place in chapter 66 of book one, page two. This'll be a five part chapter; all the kids around except Max will have their own section on what they think of Max's confession of love towards them. Onwards, march!
Chapter three
Max's Confession Part I (Fang's Thoughts)
Sometimes, the girl just tried way too hard.
He'd heard before, like on TV and such, that girls often tried to be the perfect role model, the perfect mother, the perfect wife or girlfriend. And Max fit into the stereotype well.
"I love you all," he vaguely heard her say beside him. For some reason his heart did a weird flip at the sentence. Maybe it was because Max was like his replacement Mom. Maybe it was because she was like his older sister. Or maybe it was something that he just couldn't place…
But whatever the reason, Fang looked down towards his sneakers, keeping his face emotionless as Max continued pouring out her love towards the flock. Shifting his gaze towards Iggy, he noticed the boy tapping his white fingers impatiently, and Fang allowed himself a small grin. So he wasn't the only one confused and embarrassed.
"I love you too, Max!" Nudge cried out happily, giggling. She wrapped her arms around Max's neck, and Fang forced himself not to think of how cute Nudge looked when she acted venerable and like the little girl she was. Or, how she was supposed to be. Shaking the thoughts out of his head, he allowed himself to look up again. Max laughed as the Gasman and Nudge confessed their own love, and then her eyes trailed towards Fang, looking at him with joy as she shrugged, as if to say,
"Heh, who'd have ever thought they loved me back?"
Fang didn't respond, verbally that is. Instead, he raised a joking eyebrow, the closest he wanted to get to smiling at her, to admitting that yes, deep down he was kind of glad Max had admitted that she loved each and every one of them. The girl wasn't one for mushy emotions, so this was good. This was very good.
Their eyes locked a few seconds more, and then Max turned towards the children again, her motherly look appearing on her face, and Fang felt at ease, for when she had that look, that usually meant they weren't in any danger at the moment. And besides, that motherly look always got to him. When she acted all grown up with the little guys, it got to him too. He didn't know why. Maybe… he admired girls taking on responsibility like Max. After all, he'd seen girls on TV and on the streets, and so many of them went though life without a care in the world. But they all had to care, all of them in the flock, if they planned to live. And Max had always taken it upon herself to be the one in charge.
He often wondered what it was like. To be in charge. Sure, he was second in command…
The boy shook his head again. Time to get out of his brain, he figured, and he turned to Iggy, who was just now looking up from the ground. Fang raised a confused eyebrow this time, wondering why the blind kid hadn't decided to try and get involved. But then Fang remembered. The boy was blind.
'Someday Max'll fix that,' Fang thought to himself.
-Such blind trust.-