Hello again all you loverly readers! I have officially decided that this is my second favorite story, second only to Flock Life, and that's just because of Horny Fang and Horny Max, but that's another story. Literally. :D

Any-who, here's another update. I really cannot wait until it gets to the part about the actual reunion, because I've got some crazy shit planned for that! :D

Also…WARNING! WARNING! WARNING!

IF YOU DO NOT LIKE CURSING, DO NOT READ THIS! This chapter is chock-filled with bad language, so if you don't like words such as 'fuck,' 'shit,' 'vagina,' 'godammit,' or any other type of curse words, I would strongly advise you to NOT READ THIS CHAPTER!

Ok, that's all. "D

Fang POV (apparently you guys liked it so much, you wanted me to do another chapter in his POV…I hope I don't disappoint1 :D)

I wish I had a knife. Or some other object with a sharp edge. Really, anything would do, as long as it was sharp enough to cut my wrist. I would have tried a piece of paper at this point.

You're probably asking yourselves, 'why is Fang so desperate to kill himself.' Well, I found out how to play Never Have I Ever, and it is dumb, stupid, and could quite possibly cause me to embarrass myself. But of course, I was being forced to play.

Meredith and Abigail had threatened to give me no dinner, and as we all know, bird kids need food, constantly. It was a cruel and effective tactic.

So now here I am, sitting on the floor waiting for Abigail to start.

If you don't know how to play, then here's the quick version. You hold up all ten fingers. Someone says something that they've never done like, 'Never have I ever been to Wisconsin' or some shit like that. If you have been to Wisconsin, you put a finger down. This goes on until only one person still has their fingers extended.

It's fucking dumb and completely useless, but, apparently, Meredith and Abigail like to play with people they've just met so they can get to know them better.

Abigail was sitting Indian style, with her chin in her hand in that 'thinker' position. Meredith was right beside her, and you'll never guess what she was doing.

That's right, she was fucking staring at me.

I was really starting to get tired of this shit.

Before I could say anything to Meredith, Abigail excitedly clapped her hands together and bounced up and down.

"OK! I'm ready."

She looked at Meredith and they shared a long, meaningful glance, then at me, like they had something planned. Which, now that I think about it, is highly likely.

"Ok. Never have I ever…" She paused as if for dramatic effect…"made a condom balloon."

What.

The.

Fuck?

I looked at them both and saw that Meredith had, indeed, put a finger down, so that means she had made a condom balloon. That's pretty fucking disturbing.

I've never made one. What the fuck's the point?

I looked up and saw Meredith staring at my hand (at least she wasn't staring at my face this time) with a disappointed look on her face. She was disappointed that I hadn't made a condom balloon? Fuckin' crazy.

Next up was Meredith. She tapped her chin with a finger and looked thoughtful for a moment before she got that 'light bulb' look and said, "Never have I ever, tied a guy to my bed and fucked him senseless."

I am seriously starting wonder if they both have some sort of sex fetish or some shit. First condom balloons, now bondage? What the fuck is wrong with them?!

Thankfully, Abigail didn't put down a finger, so she had never 'tied a guy to her bed and fucked him senseless."

I glanced around and noticed that Meredith and Abigail were both looking at me expectantly.

Oh right. It was my turn.

Hmm, Abigail had said that if I cooperated, every time I did something right, she would reward me with food, so I might as well do it right. Now, what's something that I haven't done? And since they keep doing things about sex, why can't I? Suddenly, I got an idea. Hehe.

"Never have I ever, gone streaking."

Meredith and Abigail both put down a finger.

Disturbing mental image, man. Fucking disturbing.

They had both gone streaking. I didn't even want to know.

"That was a good one Fang," said Abigail. "You can have some food now."

She handed me a plastic baggie with some kind of bread stuff inside. I took out a piece and almost groaned at how delicious it was. It looked like albino brownies. It wasn't white but like a tan color and it had pecans in it and I swear, I was drooling over a piece of fucking cake.

I looked at Abigail with wide eyes, wondering what kind of deal with the devil she had made to find a cake this good.

"You like it?" asked Abigail.

I nodded my head a little bit.

"It's my specialty. My friends are addicted to it. If you say 'cornbread cake' within ten feet of my school, a stampede of people will come running out, demanding to be fed. I make it all the time, completely homemade."

She baked? Damn, these girls were confusing the hell out of me. One minute their sex freaks, the next minute their fucking champion bakers.

Eh, whatever.

It was Abigail's turn now. Meredith had two fingers down, Abigail had one down, and I still hadn't put one down. I guess that means I'm winning.

"Never have I ever, kissed a girl." She smiled at me as she said it.

Godammit. I had to put a finger down now. I noticed that Meredith hadn't put a finger down. Thank you baby Jesus, she wasn't gay.

Meredith was next up, and I had no idea what she would say, but I saw her look conspiratorially at Abigail, and she winked.

Oh fuck. That can't be good.

Meredith cleared her throat, looked right at me and said, "Never have I ever, loved Maximum Ride."

All I could think was…

Fuck.

Shit.

Vagina.

Meanie.

Godammit.

Bitch.

Ass.

Hell.

Fuck

Dummy.

Penis.

Clusterfuck.

Cock.

Motherfucker.

Asshole.

Slut.

Fuck.

Whore.

Shit on a stick.

Dick.

Fucktard.

Bastard.

Assface.

Bollocks.

Fuck.

Dipshit.

Bumblefuck.

Douchebag.

Jackass.

Prick.

Fuck.

……….

Well, that was all the internal cursing I was doing at both Meredith and Abigail. They had planned this. I know it. And if I wanted more food, I was going to have to put a finger down.

I've been in fights to the death. I've had the shit beaten out of me on a regular basis. I've come to within an inch of my life and survived. I've almost lost the person I love more than life, several times. But this…if I was truthful and told them that I do love Max, more than anything, what would they do? Because I'm sure they had some kind of plan to fuck with my life. I guess since they're girls, they would know what to do, but why the fuck should I trust them? I mean, they fucking ran me over. Then they fucking bird-kidnapped me.

Then again…isn't that Dr. Phil guy always spouting some shit about how, "if you admit it, it will be easier to deal with.' So maybe I should do it.

Besides, I'm about to digest my own stomach lining from how hungry I am.

I decided right then and there. I'm going to tell the truth. They will both know that I love Max. They are sure to do something so completely humiliating that I will never get my reputation back. But if they could help me figure out some way to tell Max, it would all be worth it.

I looked Meredith in the eye for a moment, and saw hope, and determination, and expectation. I looked over at Abigail and saw conviction, and a knowing look that meant she knew exactly what I was going to do. Then, ever so slowly, I pushed my pointer finger down, inch by agonizing inch, until it was curled against my palm.

There was a moment of silence until…

"OH MY FUCKING GOD! I KNEW IT!!"

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"YEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!"

"MEREDITH WE'RE FUCKING GENIUSES!!"

"FANG LOO-OOVES MAX! FANG LOO-OOVES MAX!"

I swear, I think my eardrums almost fucking burst.

I honestly cannot believe that moving one finger—one fucking finger!—could get this much of a reaction.

By this point, Meredith and Abigail were dancing around, jumping on the table, and hitting each other with pillows, all the while screaming wordlessly.

Why the fuck were they so excited?

God, I will never understand girls.

Especially the crazy ones.

Ok, so, not as long as I was hoping it would be.

I was actually planning on having a lot more stuff in this chapter, but it's 1:00 in the fucking morning and I'm tired.

For some reason, I don't like this chapter that much, but hey, you've got to do what you've got to do, so review and tell me if you like it.

Anyway, we finally know that Fang loves Max, he's told the girls and they, of course, have a plan to help him.

Next chapter will have a hell of a lot more people in it, so get ready.

Also, I've seen some other people do this so I decided I might as well too. I want to get to know my readers so at the end of each chapter, I'll ask you guys a question. It'll probably be dumb, but it seems like fun :]

Ok, here it is: what's the weirdest/most illegal thing you've ever done???????