That afternoon

The household was abuzz with people practicing different songs, downloading lyrics from the internet, and hounding Dr. Martinez about cookies (mostly Nudge).

Fang was the one to be helping Gazzy with getting lyrics for the "jar of dirt" song, as Iggy could not be found. A quick survey found that Ella was missing as well. Max ran to her room, which she shared with Ella, and found her and Iggy there. She peeked through the keyhole, watching as Ella helped Iggy memorize a song.

'Of course!' thought Max, 'Iggy can't use the karaoke machine, he can't see the words. Ella is helping him out.' she smiled, happy that her sister and her friend were getting along so well.

She went back downstairs, and asked for the two upstairs not to be disturbed. This request was unnecessary, as in a few minutes, Ella came down and told them how Iggy had gone for a quick flight. Out the window, of course.

Fang let Ella take over helping at the computer, and went upstairs. Within seconds, he was back downstairs. "SOMEONE STOLE MY MAX!" he yelled.

"Say what?" asked Max confusedly "I'm right here."

Fang blushed. "Not you, my guitar… I named her Max… DON'T ASK! The point is that she's gone. Her case is still there, but she is gone." Fang's lip started to tremble, and it looked like he was about to cry. Then he did a head count. "Iggy." He growled, as he ran out to the front yard and spread his wings.

It didn't take that long to find Iggy, as he was making a fair amount t noise. No, scratch that; not noise, music. Fang landed a fair way away, listening as Iggy strummed the guitar, and sang. It sounded good, very good. Suddenly it stopped.

"I'm really getting sick of this," Iggy spat in a petulant tone, "I can't seem to do anything without someone following me."

"You. Took. My. Max." stated Fang.

"Max? Oh … dude. You named your guitar after Maximum?!" Iggy started to laugh, but stopped when he heard Fang growl. "Uh, not that that's weird or anything, no, not at all… Fang, don't kill me. Please, don't kill me. Don't kill me, please?"

Fang sighed, "I'm not going to kill you. This isn't the first time you've taken her, is it?"

Iggy shook his head guiltily. "I've been taking … her… out for a while. I've gotten pretty good. I think she deserves a little more than screamo sometimes."

"What do you play then, if not screamo?"

Iggy blushed "Love ballades, stuff like that… you like Max, huh?"

Fang glared at Iggy, "You like Ella, huh?" he responded. "Is it that obvious that I like Maximum?"

Iggy sighed. "You two are only as obvious as Ella and I."

Fang blanched. "That obvious? You were in her room! I'm not into Max enough to admit it, or spend quality time with her or anything. Just y'know, I'm into her. I'd never go into her ROOM. That's just… I unno, it's personal I guess."

"Y-y-you think that E-E-Ella and I p-p-p-personal? N-no. Just no. Wait, how did you know I was in her room?"

"Max went looking for you two and peeked through a key hole. She was helping you learn a song?"

Iggy nodded.

"What song?"

"None of your business, you'll find out when we have the karaoke party." Iggy stuck out his tongue, "speaking of which, can I borrow 'Max' for the karaoke thing? I promise I will take good care of her."

Fang sighed and agreed to loan 'Max' out whenever Iggy needed her. "You just need to ask."