* STOP JOSEPH KONY *

Iggy: Haha you're such an idiot!

Glimmer: Don't you talk to me that way boy! * slaps *

Iggy: OUCH!

Glimmer: Well the reason Iggy is freaking out at me is that I accidentally typed "Gimmer" instead of "Glimmer" as my name so it took it. I just fixed it but it was taken so I added a number on the end.

Iggy: * mutters * You're still an idiot...

Glimmer: * raises hand warningly *

Iggy: AH!

Glimmer: * Laughs evilly * Shall we get to the story?

Fang: Iggy better do the disclaimer otherwise you'll get sued.

Iggy: Why me?

Fang: …

Max: TALK YOU!

Fang: …

Nudge: I think he fell asleep...

Angel: Fine guys, I'll do it if you are going to act that way! Glimmer269 does not own MR. Happy? Teenagers are so immature...

MAX POV

Um... Uh... Er... Did I just hear what I think I just heard? Did Iggy just say what I think he just said? I'm not even used to one guy liking me, let alone loving me. Now there is two? Is this real life? I don't even know anymore.

"Hm..." I said, "I... Er... Just remembered that I have to be somewhere right now so I guess I will have to be going!"

This is a problem that I could only take to the drama queen. This was a Nudge problem. Nudge was the only person who anyone in the flock would go to for relationship advice. But living by ourselves, there isn't really much "relationships" going on. I mean, the only people who are probably going to turn into a couple are me and Fang, and I don't know what is going on with Iggy. I guess you could go to her for fashion advice too, and friendship advice. Yeah, DEFINITELY fashion advice...

I ran away from the awkward situation as fast as I possible could. I kinda felt like a coward when I was running though, but that emotion was not strong enough to keep me from running away. I really didn't want to be right there right then...

I found Nudge sitting on the couch looking through a fashion magazine. She jumped a little when I came bounding down the stairs, but I do things like that all the time, so she went back to reading like nothing had happened.

"Nudge," I said quickly but softly, "We need to talk."

"Okay," she answered happily, "I've got time!"

"Like, not here...?"

Her expression got serious.

"Oh," she said, "It's that kind of problem. Okay, whatever it is, I'm sure I will have the remedy. It probably has a simple–"

"Nudge!"

"Okay. Right. Got it."

We walked outside. She walked casually with a bounce in her step. Unlike me, who was practically shaking. I wanna put my tender heart in a blender and watch it spin around into a beautiful oblivion. (How many of you caught that reference? Well for those of you who didn't it was from Beautiful Oblivion by Eve 6)

"But Max," Angel said from behind me making me jump like 7 feet in the air, "you couldn't put your heart in a blender you would have to rip it out first thus killing you! Duh!"

"Angel don't do that!"

"Sorry Max, but I was just playing outside and then you came up and you looked distraught so I wanted to know what was up!"

How did she even know the word distraught? Being able to read minds must make her smarter than the average 6 year old...

"I guess I should just... Er... Walk away now..."

I smiled, and gave her a side hug. It wasn't an awkward side hug, like when you hug a distant relative that you don't really like, but a compassionate one. She smiled back returning the hug and then skipped back into the house.

"Why are little kids so happy all the time?"

"I dunno..." Said Nudge, "But tell me the whole story."

FANGS POV

And here I am. If you remember the first chapter you don't have to read this, but in case you forgot:

I let a tear drip from my eye as I watched my best friend walk away from me. Usually I am so calm. So collected. But I couldn't help myself.

All of this fighting over a girl... Max. My Max.

I had always known that Iggy liked Max, but I always shrugged it off, figuring that when I finally had her he would be fine with it and be happy for me. I had no idea that he would act this way. I don't usually fight with people, usually just small stuff like hogging the bacon and things like that, but when I do, it is always really bad.

Me and Iggy have been best friends for a while. We always used to talk about how beautiful Max is, and how one day one of us would have her as our girlfriend. Back then we didn't have it figured out that only one of us could have her, and the other would have to suffer without her.

Somewhere deep down my kid self knew it would be me to have her. I mean, the way she looked at me sometimes. It was like she wanted to be more than friends. Something tells me that Iggy knew it too.

Me and Max were always closer than her and Iggy. He always used to say he wished they were closer than they were, but he couldn't do anything about it. Secretly I tried hard to keep it that way, wanting Max all to myself.

If Iggy ever knew this I think our friendship would've ended a lot sooner.

But as he walked away from me I couldn't help but noticed the way he walked. It was his "jealous" walk.

You can always tell how Iggy is feeling by the way he walks. Or, at least, I can. When he is mad he stomps a little bit and it is always really loud. When he is sad he walks slowly with his head down and hardly makes a sound. When he is jealous he talks longer strides, tilting his head up a little more than usual.

I stood there and watched him for a while before I had to turn away. I couldn't watch anymore. My best friend was leaving, and he was sure isn't talking to ME again.

OKAY NOW YOU SHOULD START READING AGAIN.

I would do anything to get out of this sticky situation. I just felt so terrible. He was so distant, and unreachable. Everyone's been in a situation like this before, but probably not to this extreme. Whenever anyone in the flock gets into a fight, it always seems to be more extreme than normal fights the average kid would get in with his/her friends. Usually friends make up within a week or two, but even when the smallest thing happens the two people fighting won't talk to each other for a month. Depending on the situation, maybe longer.

I couldn't help but think of how Max must be feeling right now. But I mean, she is going to choose me, right?

MAX POV

After telling Nudge the whole story, I felt relieved to let it all out. We stood in silence for a while. She was probably contemplating what to do. As we stood there, I felt a small tear trickle down my face.

No. I wasn't going to cry. Not now, not ever. I was Max, the solid rock. If I cried and Angel saw it, she would start crying without even knowing the problem. And if Angel started crying, Gazzy would cry. And if Gazzy cried– Well nothing would really happen but still...

I quickly wiped the tear from my cheek, hoping Nudge wouldn't notice. But she did, and she put her hand on my shoulder, locking her gaze with mine.

"Max, you will be okay," she said softly, "You just need to not accept either of them. Then they wont fight, because they will figure if neither of them get you, then what is there to fight about?"

"Yeah," I said back quickly, "Only there is one little problem with that plan Nudge."

"And that is?"

"I love Fang."

Glimmer: Oooooooh lots of "l word!"

Fang: I can think of lots of "l words." Like lots, like, lolipop, lizard, long, latitude, and longitude.

Glimmer: I sincerely hate you.

Fang: ^.^

Glimmer: So I have a question for you reviewers!

Fang: What reviewers? You barely have any! Haha!

Glimmer: Again, I sincerely hate you.

Fang: So what was your question?

Glimmer: Oh yeah, so why do all fanficioners hate Dylan? I mean, he was programmed to love Max, so it wasn't really his fault that he is drawn to her and he hates Fang!

Fang: They all hate Dylan because they love me.

Glimmer: Yeah. Uh huh.

Fang: 'Tis true!

Glimmer: * face-palm *