"So, Nudge, how were they treating you there? What did that do???" Max asked, looking at her. Nudge looked clean, and taking care of, unlike how she was, blooding and beaten.
"They... put... wings... on... me... and... then... put... me... in... that... room... to... heal..." Nudge said, softly, looking up at Max as they flew.
"Really? That's all they did?" Max said, very surprised to hear that.
"Yeah... well... they... did... for... get... to... feed... me..." Nudge said, looking up at the sky, in peace.
"Those assholes!" Max hissed.
"But... the... whole... time... you... were... gone... I... hard... ly... ate... any... way... so... I... never... got... real... ly... hun... gry..." Nudge said, honestly. She looked back at Max, who now had a rather blank expression on her face.
"You didn't eat?? Did Fang not make you eat?" Max asked, a little lining of anger in her words.
"No... I... was... de... pressed... That's... why... I... talk... like... this..." Nudge said, looking away.
"I knew that. Fang told me how you cut yourself, and you slit yous throat, and tried to cut--"
"I... know... please... don't... re... mind... me..." Nudge said, closing her eyes, and looking away.
"Sorry.... But why did you do that...? Was it because I was gone?"
"That... and... I... was... scared... of... Fang..." she said, softly.
"Oh..." Max said. She couldn't think of anything else, so she just stayed silent, a little bit awkwardly.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ignore me, I'm just a line break! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Home!" Angel squealed, flying down at dangerous speeds. She landed, and rolled in the grass. She was laughing loudly, and getting up off the ground.
"Oh! I wanna try!" Gazzy said, trying to copy what Angel did. He hit the ground, and instead of rolling, he slid into a mud puddle, and slid down the hill, with his wings out, like he was riding on a sled. He was laughing so hard, his face was turning purple.
"C'mon, guys. I'm the one that has to wash your clothes. That'll take weeks to get clean." Max complained, a smile still spred across her face.
Fang hit her shoulder, "Max, we've had a really stressful time, just let them play." he said, a rare smile on his face.
Max looked at Fang, then back at the kids, "Fine, play all you want, but remember, you're doing your own laundry."
They both laughed, and waved. "Okay, Max." the siblings said, now splashing in the mud puddle.
"I... wish... I... could... play..." Nudge said, softly, now in Iggy's arms.
Max turned to her, to see a sad face, that looked like she was about to burst into tears. "Can you walk?" she asked.
"Yea... Why...?" Nudge asked, softly.
"Go play. Just don't try to fly. You can play. I don't like seeing that depressed expression. If I see it again, then you will be chased across the yard. Got it?" Max said, grinning.
"Got... it... Mah... ahx..." Nudge smiled, as Iggy put her on her feet, and she got her balance back. After a moment, she turned to Max and smiled. "Thanks..." she said, before running over to Gazzy and Angel.
"You guys don't fly off without Nudge! Got it?" Max yelled.
"Aye-aye, captain." Angel said, smiling.
