Do I Open It? Do I Open

Every Other Person In The World Would Have Looked At It And Thought, Max Would Hate This. It Was Girly. It Was Beautiful. It Wasn't Made Of Titanium And Black Leather With Spikes On It. But It Seemed Exactly Right, In A Weird, Heart-fluttery Kind Of Way. And I Really Loved It.

I Write Larger Than Life. It's What I Do.

As A Maternal Figure, I Always Try To Keep The Flock Safe, Of Course. But I Admit, It Did My Heart Proud To See The Instant Blood-lust Pop Into Gazzy’s Blue Eyes And To See Little Angel Automatically Tense Up And Get Into Fighting Stance, Ready To Rip Someone’s Head Off. They Were Just So — So Dang Adorable, Sometimes.

Is Dere Anysing Special About You? Anysing Vorth Saving?" Besides My Fashion Sense? I Play A Mean Harmonica.

"i Can Talk To Fish!" Angel Said Happily, Water Dripping Off Her Long, Skinny Body. "ask One Over For Dinner," Fang Said, Joining Us.