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A/N I was really PO at Fang for being such a jerk and sort of using her. I'm going to continue from another section of MAX.

Is it just me or people's hair are changing?

And Max also said she would break it off with Fang. Well this was after he kissed her in the fourth. Random too. Horny boyd.

SO CHEESY THOUGH! I can't wait for the sixth when they are really together.

If anyone has a better, title tell me.

excerpt TFW

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Yo, faithful readers. You know, when I was a kid, my big ambition was to someday not live in a dog crate. Some kids aim high, I don't know. But here's a thought, for those of you who don't have a big ambition; How about being a scientist?

I know, we all think Bill Nye the Science Guy. Or maybe Dr Bunsen Burner from that kid's show with the Muppets. But being a scientist (not the evil kind, obviously) can be awesome. I know, because I've met some non-evil scientists recently.

Right now we're working with a bunch of scientists that rock the house. One of them is oly a little older than me, and not at all geekified. I have to say, a chick who's super smart and super brave, dedicated to her work – well there's nothing hotter than that.(Gasp. Not joking. He actually said that. Brigid, hot? Never!)

So if you're not a total wastoid, consider checking out science. We're gonna need all the help we can get to save what's left of the planet. It'll be up to us. We'll need some real skills, real tools. Remember my "Useful Jobs" list from before? There were a lot of jobs on it that could help us in the future. Put down your air guitars quit pretending to walk down a fashion runway. Go review it.

insert comments (A/N cbs writing them)

"FANG...ALATOR?" I snickered.

Fang shot me a glance, then continued unlacing his polar boots. I couldn't believe he'd written a whole blog about Dr. Amazing and Her Quest to Save the World. I mean, excuse me, but who's been saving the world for the past few months? That would be me. Do I get a blog entry? No.

"You're just mad because I wrote about Brigid," he said, "and I called her hot."

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"What, I can't even bag my best friend anymore without it turning into a fight?"I retorted. We weren't even talking about that. And it was true; we couldn't seem to talk to each other anymore and he called her hot which is extremely sexist but we weren't even talking about that.

"Then what are you mad about?"

"...I'm wasn't but now I am." I stormed out. I didn't understand my feelings; I didn't expect Fang to; but why couldn't he see that? He knew me better than anyone, were we growing apart? If this was some mushy crap I so didn't want to be a part of it.

Fang ran his had threw his long overgrown hair. He didn't mean to say that by why couldn't Max see they were meant together?

I don't know Fang. Maybe it's 'cause you called Brigid hot?

Angel!... does that mean she's jealous?

I don't know, she's confused but geez you really are horrible at this.

Just want I need, a SIX year old telling me what to do.

You need all the help you can get...

Angel! OUT!

Giggles. Kissing her randomly and then telling the world you think someone else is hot? Nice Fang, real nice.


Fang felt her presence leave her head and drew in a breath sharply. He hated to admit it, but maybe the six year old was right.

Haha, I knew it!

Fang tried to mentally glare at her. This is probably how Max felt with the Voice. Max! eHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhbHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhegfutowHe should go apologise.

I hunched up on the bed. I couldn't believe. Why was Fang being such an arrogant jerk? Argh... He gets his hormonal urges satisfied by kissing me but then when some-one better comes along... Using me is lower than low. Getting up, I headed to the deck for a fly. I hadn't done anything, so why was I being tragically cut up?

On the deck, I leant on the rails for a second, enjoying the view. A breeze blew over, making my hair swirl around. Hearing the near silent footsteps advance, I spun around and glared. Fang.

"What?" I spat venomously.

"I'm sorry," he said and leant in to kiss me.

I dodged my head to one side and he caught air.

"Max," he started, a hurt expression on his face.

"Don't," I snarled, "You should know better than to jerk me around." And with that, I unfurled my wings, catching air.

Unfortunately, Fang caught me and pulled me back to the ground.

"Max, I love you."

"Uh-huh." How stupid did he think I am? I ripped his hands off me and shoved him, sendng him reeling back.

"Brigid's hot. She has blond hair (or red, Whatevs) and woah, does she fill out."

Iggy chuckled. "I wonder what would happen if I tripped on her?"

Fang snorted.

"Hey, it's not like you're getting any further."

"I just called her hot. Is that a big deal?"

"Uh, yeah. I'm blind and I know better to call some other chick hot then hit on another. Dude, randomly kissing Max ain't getting you anywhere. You are tragic."

I rounded the corner. Once again, I ain't stupid. Not that I can say the same for Fang.