Hello all!! First of all I would like to apologize for disappearing for so long. I've been overseas, dealing with death, and overall been lazy. But all is good now and I intend to continue with this story! So hopefully I will be getting chapters up MUCH faster!! Anywayz, enjoy!

Disclaimer: If I owned MR would I be writing this? No.

Fangs POV

We ran. We ran until we couldn't run any longer. We ran until our legs felt like jelly and our chests were tight and desperate. Then we stopped before we could exhaust ourselves to the point of vomiting.

Behind a tall, red brick building in the city we found ourselves a seat. Sitting amongst fallen leaves, stray pieces of garbage, dirt and hundreds of cigarette buds we caught our breath again and collected ourselves. It was the early hours of the morning and the sun was beginning to creep up on the horizon. Of course, a dense layer of angry black clouds were covering any rays of sun that tried to shine, so there was really no point of a sunrise.

I felt Nudge's hand in mine and squeezed it tight. She squeezed back weakly. Beside me was Iggy, sitting perfectly straight and still. His eyes were closed and his breathing was deep and even. Then, quite suddenly, he collapsed onto me, leaning on my shoulder. Nudge followed and lay in my lap. Within 5 minutes we were all fast asleep.

Hours later, the heavy pattern of pouring rain woke me. I sighed. I was hungry, cold, drained, probably on the run from police, and soggy to top it all off. Fantastic. The universe just loves me.

Slowly, being careful not to wake Iggy and Nudge, I stood up and stretched out. By the looks of things it was about 12-1 in the afternoon- the general lunch hour. One thing that I never understood was how everyone could go on their lunch break at the same time. Does everything just shut down for an hour while people eat? What about the people who work in the food industry? When do they get their break? Do they get a break at all? Or do they eat while they're working and serving people? I don't know… Maybe it would all make sense if I had any connections to the working world.

Thinking about it, it wasn't so farfetched that I would join the world of employment. I'm about the right age, I guess. But then again, I'm sure there are a few requirements which I don't have, such as an address and personal hygiene. But would I want to join them, I wondered. I watched them as they all walked past, busy in their own worlds, not giving a single thought to the dirty boy sitting in the corner. They were worried about money, taxes, bills, terrorists… What would they eat when they got home? Has the cat been fed this morning? Oh darn, It's raining and there's washing on the line! It all seems so petty, so pointless. Honestly, I can't think of a single reason I would want to join them. Apart from maybe a warm bed, warm meals, someone to love…

Suddenly the rain around me stopped and a Five pound note was dropped in front of me. I looked up to see a young woman with warm brown eyes and soft blond hair that was dripping down into a beige coloured coat. She was holding an umbrella above me. It was light pink with yellow flowers and looked ridiculous. Still, it was one of the kindest gestures I had ever received. "I'm sorry I can't give more, but this is all I have at the moment," she said in a quiet voice. She could have easily been a singer in a choir.

"Uhh… Thank you," I said nervously. She smiled at me, a smile that could have melted the sun, and handed me the umbrella. I stared back.

Behind her I saw a man get out another umbrella out of a backpack and hand I to her. He had one hand attentively on a pram, the other reaching out to the girl. She stood up and ran to him, receiving a hug and a kiss on the forehead upon her arrival. She took the pram and walked away, her boots clicking down the street. And I felt my heart sink to a depth it had never been to before.

There I sat, in the rain, for what seemed like hours but in reality was probably only about 20 minutes. I was alone in my thoughts, blocking out the world around me. The five pound note was crumpled in my hand that was tightly gripping the umbrella handle. What could I buy for 5 pounds? Was this a lot, or not much at all? I couldn't tell.

"Fang?"

"Yeah, Nudge?"

"Are you aware that you're holding a girls umbrella and you look absolutely ridiculous?" I felt myself begin to smile.

"Wait, he's got a girls umbrella?! Damn what a time to be blind!" Iggy, of course, always held the optimistic outlook on life.

"Well guys, we've got 5 pounds. Shall we go search for some breakfast?" The faces before me were beaming.

Ten minutes later we were standing before a yellow and red building. People would walk in, and then walk out holding brown paper bags filled with food. We had no idea how expensive this place would be, but it seemed popular enough.

Going through the doors was an event. Everyone stared at us, and we stared at their food. Our mouths were watering at the sight of it all. Indoors it was warm and dry; it was a slight miracle in our book. Nudge and I had to guide Iggy through it all, which must have looked weird from onlookers. Then again, I'm sure we would have looked out of place even without the blind guy.

At the counter we were greeted by a tall lanky male who was probably a few years older than us. "Welcome to McDonalds, may I take your order?" And it was then I realized I had no idea what to say.

"Uhh… What can I get with this?" I held up the money. The boy sighed and rolled his eyes. It was obvious he didn't enjoy his employment.

"With 5 quid you can get… A cheeseburger and a large fries. A small quaterpounder meal… Umm…"

"We'll get the cheeseburger and a large fries," I said, not wanting to cause him any more trouble. He pushed a few buttons on a small screen.

"That'll be 4.95." I put the money in his open palm.

"How much is water?"

"Just a cup of tap water is free."

"Okay I'll take three of those to."

After a couple of seconds of waiting we were handed our meal. We moved to the closest table and took a seat. Ripping open the bag, the smell was amazing. It wafted gently, a salty greasy heaven. Our stomachs growled. Steam rose up as I ripped the cheeseburger into three equal parts and it looked amazing. After ripping the cheeseburger, I split the fries into three piles and gave one pile to Iggy and the other to Nudge.

"I have no idea what this is, but it smells incredible," said Iggy as he felt his way towards his food. I picked up my segment of the cheeseburger and assessed it. The bread was soft, and so was the meat by the looks of it. There was a sauce of some kind oozing off the edges and the cheese was melting down the sides. Nervously, I took the first bite.

Bliss, ecstasy, pure fucking heaven. The flavours melted into one another, swimming around in my mouth and spreading to every part of my body. I don't know why people ever do drugs when they have something like this right around the corner! It was indescribable. I closed my eyes and stopped chewing, letting the taste soak in, but as soon as I stopped chewing the food became flavourless and bland. I kept chewing and the bliss came back.

I didn't even care how Iggy or Nudge were finding their food. I snatched up a few fries greedily and stuffed them in my mouth. They were oily and salty and delicious. I shoved a few more into my mouth between bites of my cheeseburger, and couldn't stop until every last bite was gone. I looked up to see Nudge licking the bag that the chips were in, and Iggy feeling the table for any remains. All of us had wide eyes and were breathing heavily.

"I think I just died and went to heaven," Nudge said dreamily.

"I think I just killed you and the Devil decided to give me the best prize in the universe for what I had just done," replied Iggy.

"I think we've been missing out," I said. The other two nodded absently.

In the corner of my eye I noticed Nudge eyeing someone else's meal. They had a burger that was much bigger than ours, fries, and their drink was an ugly brown colour. If I wasn't completely unable to movie I might have stopped her when she stood up, but was at a bit of a disadvantage. "Excuse me Miss, I was wondering if you were finished with that, and if you are can I please maybe have some because I'm still very hungry and haven't eaten in days," said Nudge in her sweetest, kindest, most innocent voice. The lady just stared back with a gruel piercing gaze.

"Honey, I don't care much for beggars, or rotten lying kids. Now, if you don't mind, could you please rack off and go bother someone else, or get back to the streets and continue stealing and vandalizing." I'm not sure if anyone else felt it, but the atmosphere certainly changed quite dramatically.

"Excuse me?" All the innocence was gone from her voice and was replaced by a loud, harsh squeal. "I'm sorry, but we can't all be rich fat obese pigs like you. Look at you; it looks like you've got chins coming from your elbows! And you won't spare a single bite to a starving child? Did it ever occur to you that maybe you should put down the fork for just one second and think about others?! You're a selfish, horrible person! I hope you can't reach your toes and your toenails just keep growing and growing and get so long that you can't wear shoes or socks or even slippers! And no one will help you because you've never helped anyone else!"

Iggy slapped his forehead. Of course she had to make a scene. We couldn't just walk out of here anonymously, could we? No that's not enough for Nudge. The lady stood up as if to defend herself, and I had to admit that her whole body rippled and it looked like the action was quite a struggle. I quickly shot up and walked over to Nudge.

"Sorry, no harm meant, she's just a little cranky," I mumbled trying to ease the situation down.

"What do you mean? This child is a menace she should be locked up!"

"Totally agree, don't know why she's still roaming the streets." I tried to lead Nudge towards the door.

"Hey! Fang, you're supposed to defend me!"

"Sorry Nudge but we really must be going."

"No, I think you two need to learn some respect. You can't just waltz up to someone, demand for their food, and then insult their weight when they politely refuse." I looked at the lady in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, what did you just say? Did you just say that she was the impolite one?"

"Well, she did imply that my elbows had their own chins…"

"Yeah, well they probably have their own prime ministers too! Sorry but you are a little on the heavy side!" The lady's face went from a light pink to a bright red.

"Excuse me! You kids have absolutely no respect for your elders at all! No manners, no discipline! Where is your mother I want to have a serious talk with her! She cannot, simply cannot, raise her children to be like this! It's inexcusable!"

"Yeah sorry but our mothers are long gone." I wrapped my arms around Nudge's shoulders and led her to the door. "By the way, I hear life spans can be shortened significantly by obesity. Just thought you should know." And with that, we stormed down the street.

"Uhh… Fang," said Nudge.

"No, I don't care."

"But Fang…"

"Nudge you cannot do that!"

"But Fang!"

"No! I don't care if she started it or if it wasn't your fault!"

"No, Fang, really…"

"No, listen to me,"

"No! You listen to me!"

"No Nudge that was ridiculous! What you did back there…"

"Fang! This is important!"

"What?!"

"Where's Iggy?"

"… Fuck."

"See, told you it was important." I gave Nudge a death glare as we walked back towards the McDonalds to retrieve Iggy. She walked beside me with a smug look on her face. God she's annoying sometimes… Especially when she's right…

And there we have it, the third chapter. I hope you're all happy, I am now craving McDonalds even though I hate it and am currently stuffing my face with cookies. To make matters better its 1:30am. Anywayz, hope you enjoyed. Reviews are much loved. Hopefully I shall get the next chapter up soon!