Summary: A series of some clichéd, some normal, oneshots. Plenty of FAX and EGGY to go around – you can't spell cliché without FAX. Okay, you can, but you get my point.

Rating: T

A/N: This one isn't so much clichéd as it is just plain silly. It's a bit short too, but at least I updated!

My mom actually kept me up till two in the morning so I could help her with her work stuff on the computer. Is it me or is that not normal parental behavior?

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Chapter Four: Toblerone

"Max…" Nudge said, tugging on my arm, "can I talk to you about something?"

Shoot. Did she want to have "the talk" with me?

"Um… sure sweetie, but if it's anything, like, big, then you can always talk to my mom about it. You know that, right?"

She just nodded and pulled me over to a small gap between some trees.

"Um…" she seemed nervous, "What's a-" she looked at the ground and finished in a whisper, "Toblerone?"

I stared at her in disbelief. "A Toblerone? Where did you hear that?"

"Iggy and Fang were talking about it. Is it something bad? Like, not nice?"

A nervous Nudge, it seemed, talked a lot less than a cheerful Nudge.

I laughed. "Don't worry, it's not anything inappropriate. It's a kind of chocolate. What were they saying anyway?"

She stared at me. "Chocolate?" her laugh filled the clearing. "Oops… Iggy was saying how he never had one, and Fang was talking about how good it was. So I thought…" she laughed again, and I noticed her cheeks were a bit pink.

"Yep. See? Chocolate."

We both walked back to the rest of the group, and ignored their curious glances.

Angel laughed, and Gazzy demanded to know what was going on.

"Girl stuff," I said to Gazzy's constant prodding, and he hastily backed off.

"Girl stuff" indeed.

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A/N: Poor Nudge. Imagine having to sit on that all day. That Fang and Iggy were having talks about "naughty" stuff… Well, that's what she thought anyway.

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