And Flock Rule Number Two is, Don't argue with Max or you'll live to regret it." I spun and stomped out to the clearing, turning back for one last jab at Dylan. "And by the way, you clearly DON'T know...
It's okay, Ig. said Fang. Just give it your best shot. Sometimes the Fangster is incredibly supportive, just not with me.
Holy [Insert your choice of a swear word here], said Fang stunned.
They call me, The Sharkalator
Yeah, and so Max and Dylan are supposed to, like, go to Germany and have kids together," I heard Gazzy say. My eyes popped open and I bolted upright."What?" Fang said, his voice icy."Gazzy!" I yelled....
I don't damsel well. Distress, I can do. Damseling? Not so much.
Yeah, and so Max and Dylan are supposed to, like, go to Germany and have kids together, I heard Gazzy say. My eyes popped open and I bolted upright.What? Fang said, his voice icy.
Some kids get called 'bundles of joy' or 'slices of heaven' or 'dreams come true.' We got 'the fifty-fourth generation of DNA experiments.' Doesn't have the same warm and fuzzy feel. But maybe I'm ove...
What? I said, suspicion starting to rise in me. When did they start coming after you?Was it— was it after the oil-slick Hummer crash? the Gasman asked Iggy tentatively. My eyes widened. Oil-slick Humm...
Who, last time I'd checked, was still on our official archenemy list. (Yes, we have to keep a list. It's kind of sad.)
I looked around. As flock leader, everyone was expecting me to make a decision. Jeb's presence here would bring uncertainty, chaos, probably danger.It would perk up my day.
Can I come in?No! I'm in a towel!I'm blind!
Can I come in?
It was a pretty complete list. The kind of list one makes when one cannot fall asleep because one's thoughts keep swirling through one's brain like a bunch of sparrows on crack.
It never works out! *kicks rock, it hits a window, sirens go off*(iggy) Uh oh.(max) Up and away guys! Come on iggy, we gotta go.(iggy) No. *sits down*(max) Iggy, come on!(iggy) No! It's different for...
If you're ever feeling a lack of middle-aged white men, just pop into the Capitol. Not so much the House of Representatives, which has a bit more color and texture, but the Senate -- jeez. Yes, let's...
I want to be able to see stuff, Iggy said. Like I used to, when I was little. And I want to be able to totally kick Jeb's butt.
You stand out like a fart in a church.
Angel screeched with fury and despair to the empty walls around her. I'm human, do you hear me? It hurts!
I don't care if we have our house, or a cliff ledge, or a cardboard box. Home is wherever we all are, together,
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