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Fang POV
Usually, my tough-as-nails attitude got my questions answered. But out here in the woods, there was nobody to ask the question: Where are all the flyboys?
It was true, there hadn't been flyboys for two months now, and I was wondering if my question would be answered the hard way.
But all was well. And to celebrate, how about a pointless Fax drabble?
It was late night, and I was lying comfortably under a comfy oak tree.
The kids were having lots of fun a few hundred feet away, and instead of their laughter, I heard the late night breeze blowing my hair around.
I looked up at the stars. They were nice. Like little pinpricks of hope.
Each little pinprick symbolizing what was good in our world.
I heard the muffled sound of Max trying to get the kids to stop wrestling her. The kids laughed as she left, looking angry.
She was practically steaming with anger, her beauty lighting up the night.
Her face softened and she laid down next to me, sighing.
"Kids giving you a hard time?" I asked, knowing the answer in advance.
He just sighed, lying there, still beautiful.
It was getting later by the second.
Finally the chatter of playing children died down, and we all went to sleep.
Except Me.
I watched Max sleep for awhile, and then snuck my fingers into hers.
Whatever flashbacks she would have tonight, I was there to help her.
The End.
But my question was answered, unfortunately, when they attacked us sometime after that.
I was the only one who still remembered how to fight. Luckily, there weren't a lot of them.
Unfortunately, they didn't just go for me.
I fought off some that were attacking me. I managed to finish mine, and then went to help Angel.
I kicked one, the one who was attacking angel, in the head. It toppled over.
Next was Nudge. She seemed to be in big trouble. But no biggie, it was just one.
Iggy was helpless, not able to see, and I helped him.
Gasman was seriously kicking butt! I didn't need to help him.
But there was a shriek from Max, as I saw her topple over, her shirt bloodied.
"Max!" I shouted. I gave the flyboys a look of total death and they retreated.
I ran over to Max.
"C'mon, wake up," I said, shaking her body.
I wasn't even sure if she was alive.
Had she been shot? I don't know. All I know is that it was heartbreaking, seeing my love lifelessly sprawled across the slightly grass-coated ground.
"No…No, no!" I said helplessly. I felt a lump in my throat. I closed my eyes tightly.
I held her tight. A single tear escaped my shut eyelids.
It was the first time I had ever cried.
But hey, that's what love does.
I heard a grunt from Max. I was so happy, I didn't even stop crying. Now I was crying tears of joy.
"ugh…lollipop-I-ugh-grrr-rahr-Fang?" She said, deliriously.
"I'm here," I choked.
"Okay. Do you have a La-z-boy?"
I chuckled, still crying.
"What happened?" She asked, starting to get up.
She let out a faint whimper before falling back down again.
"Max! Don't get up!" I said, catching her before she hurt her head.
"I feel terrible." She said, still pale.
"It's okay. As long as you're alive," I said, still crying.
Instead of hugging her, making her faint, I instead laid her down gently and kissed her.
She kissed back passionately. It was as if she was better.
It can make you feel better. Love can do that too.
END OF CHAPTER
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