A/N: OK SO I WOULD LIKE TO START WITH A THANK YOU to our mystery guest reviewer who basically poured her life story out to us. We really don't mind rants :P and it is actually pretty fun to read, so continue to REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW cause we're almost at a hundred *fan girl scream* and it makes Michelle, C, and I really happy. -Ashley :)

A/N: Ok, so second of all, reminder to y'all that YOU SHOULD READ THE AUTHORS NOTES. Because although most are stupid and random (even we admit that) once in awhile there are important notices. BUT NOT TODAY SUCKERS. LALALALALA. I started high school like a month ago so YAY me everybody clap yo hands cause WHOOOOO HOOOOO I rule yeah! Also, rate and review. :) -Ashley

Disclaimer: Max ain't mine. -Ashley

Angels POV

"Here's the place!" Gazzy smirks.

We had decided to help Max out a bit on her other mission. She bought us McDonald's so it's the least we can do. We're now in front of Fang's apartment, which was not easy to find. It took a lot of google searching, M16 hacking and hardcore stalking to find out where Mr. Fang (Max's mission) lives.

"Ready?" I ask Gazz.

"Um, no," he replies sheepishly.

"WHY NOT?" I yell.

"Because I don't know if I can pull it off," he mumbles.

"It's so easy Gazzy, just pretend like you've been crying, think about dying puppies or something," I answer.

"Yeah, well I'm thinking about that now, and it's not working," he retorts.

"UUURRRGHHH, can't you just cry already," I holler.

"UH, no." he replies.

"OK, well try again," I urge.

Gazzy tries again, furrowing his face together and looking really stupid and constipated I might add.

"HURRY UP GAZZY," I yell," we've been at this for 10 minutes!"

"Well, I can't ok? I just can't!" he roars.

"OK, ya know what, stay here I'll be back," I say, before stomping off to the nearest grocery store.

Gazzy's POV

I wonder where Angel is going? I think to myself as I watch her walk down the block. I plop my butt down on a nearby bench.

10 minutes later

I watch as Angel walks back up the block with a ... bag in her hand?

"Hey Angel what did ya get?" I question.

"Oh, you know, nothing much," she replies nonchalantly before swiftly swooping something out of her bag before thrusting it right in my face.

"Um, what is that?" I ask.

"It's a lemon STUPID,"

"HEY! WHo you calling stupid?" I respond, " and how would I have known it was a lemon, it's too dark to see, it's like 11pm!"

"yeah yeah yeah," she says, waving me off.

"Well, what do we need the lemon for?" I ask.

"We're going to use the lemon to make you cry," she grins evilly.

"Uhh, are you going to do what I think you're going to do?" I question.

"MMMMMHHHHHMMMMM," she nods.

"But...but... won't it sting?" I ask.

"Maybe, guess we'll just have to find out," Angel replies before ripping the lemon in half.

"OK, but only a little," I say.

ANgel doesn't reply, but instead she walks her way towards me. I sit on the bench and squeeze my hands together and wait for the inevitable. She stalks her way towards me before squeezing a few drops of the lemon in my eyes.

"OOWWWWWW, it burns!" I yell, wiping my eyes.

"HAHAHA, you should see yourself, your face is all red and it looks so real, like you've actually been crying!" ANgel says, nearly crying from laughter.

"THAT'S BECAUSE I AM ACTUALLY CRYING, why the poo would you put lemon juice in my eye?" I screech.

"Um, cause I read you can fake cry with lemon juice on wikipedia?" she replies quietly.

"Wait, so the fate of my eyesight was relying on the website wikipedia," I yell, thrashing my arms around, "are you kidding me?"

"Um, no," Angel blurts, shaking her head.

"UH-huh, why don't you take a turn?" I suggest evilly.

"Naw, I don't need too, you were the wimp who couldn't cry on the spot," she snorts, before skipping her way to Fang's apartment. I follow along behind her, shaking my head and attempting to remove some lemon juice from my eyes.

Fangs POV

I dial Max's number, just praying she'll pick up. It'll really help with my mission of getting closer to her if we can become friends.

"Hi. Who is this?"

All my cool mysterious attitude flies out the window (and breaks the window) as I stutter on my own words, "Oh, um, you don't know? Uh, sorry. It's Fang."

Out of the corner of my eye I can see the front door opening and Iggy stepping in. He removes his jacket and shoes before giving me a small wave. I turn my head back towards my phone and continue on my conversation.

"Um, hey Fang," she chuckles cutely "Wait...How did you get my number?"

I don't know what to reply to her, tell her that I looked her up and stalked her social networking? I can't tell her I saw her info on her mission profile, then she would know I'm a spy and not a normal high school kid. I'm wracking my brain thinking for an answer before I see Iggy mouthing a word to me.

"Who?" he mouths.

"Max," I mouth back.

He evilly grins before snatching the phone from my hands.

I wildly wave my arms around in the "cut it out" motion, but does he listen? NOPE. Not in a million years. He switches the cellphone into the arm farthest from me before sprinting to my room and slamming the door.

I sprint just as fast right behind him as he slams the door in my face. URGH, Iggy! I push with all my weight on the door and it opens slightly, only to be banged back at me with the weight of Iggy on the other side.

"I stalk you." I hear Iggy whisper deeply.

I hear a small squeal through the door before I hear Max reply, "What?!"

I push harder on the door, I can't let Iggy ruin this mission. I throw my weight against the door attempting to get in. The door opens and before it can slam again, I slide my foot in the door. YES! NOw the door is opened a bit.

I push harder before I hear Iggy say, "Yes Max, I have loved you since your first breath When I saw you enter the school doors I immediately fell in love with your magical beauty. Right then and there I knew I wanted you. We are meant to be, we are soulma-" I push with all my weight on the bedroom door, my body flying across the room.

I can see Iggy dropped the phone and is now scrambling across the room to get it back.

I dash up to Iggy and am about to tackle him when he lets out a girlish scream, "EEEEEEKKKK!"

I am momentarily distracted 'Iggy could scream that high?' before realizing the task at hand.

I grab the closest thing next to me, which happens to be my wallet and hurl it at Iggy's face. He dodges and my wallet gets thrown towards my bed frame with a large *BAM BAM SLAM*

"OH YOU BETTER BE SCARED LITTLE MAN. I WILL DESTROY YOU!" I say, my words dripping with anger.

Iggy has a look of fear in his eyes before reaching for my desk chair and using it as a shield.

I grab the desk chair and throw it across the room, as it slams into my wall. *sHATTER BOOM BOOM*

"Ahhh, please don't hurt me, PLEASE!" Iggy whimpers, begging for mercy, I've always been the stronger spy, the only thing he has against me is his armed weapon smarts.

He reaches his arm out and grabs my phone.

"Oh no you didn't," I fume, before throwing myself on top of Iggy.

"GIVE ME THE PHONE, NOW!" I demand.

*CACKLE CACKLE CACKLE*

"Never!" he retorts before wiggling his way out of my grasp.

*ROOOOAAAAAAAARRRRRR* I growl, letting out the biggest and baddest warcry.

Iggy picks himself up onto his feet before dashing away accidently dropping the phone.

"YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN'T HIDE. I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE." I tell him.

"HAHA GOOD FOR YOU DUDE. KISS MY BUTT YOU SUCKER!" he screams, before dashing into the kitchen.

I grab my phone and pull it up to my ear. Silence. Oopsie, daisy, I guess the phone was still on. In a panic, I press the end call button.

"WHew," I think to myself, worn out from the fighting.

I walk into the kitchen and glare at Iggy.

"You know you may have just ruined my mission right?" I tell him.

"Um, no, if anything I helped it," he exclaims.

"How did you do that?" I ask him sarcastically.

"Well, now Max will wonder if you're mentally sane, and whilst checking that she will probably fall in love with you or some sappy thing like that," he explains.

"UH huh, sure..." I say before walking up to him, my fists balled up.

"You know I may FAIL this mission because of you? I'm one of the best agents and the fate of other agents rely on me, what if other people get killed cause I can't stop Max?" I say, my voice extremely serious.

Iggy is silent, his head down in shame, just like I thought.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.

My head spins towards my front door. I take one last look at Iggy before heading towards the door, the fight can be finished later.

I open the door to see two crying blonde children on my doorstep.

"Excuse me sir, we've lost our mommy can you help us?" the young girl says sniffling.

"Yeah, we're lost and we need a place to stay tonight," the boy says, crying with his eyes red and puffy.

"Um, ok?" I say, my voice in question.

UH OH, what am I going to do with two... children?

A/N: OK so I hope that this cleared up a bit of the confusion, thanks for reading! :) We won't be updating for a while cause we're lazy TBH. MOre fun stuff to come with another MAX AND FANG MOMENT HOLLA. -Ashley