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The Next Morning, Fang And I Broke Up. Now Let Me Get This Strait, I Broke Up With Him. A Split Second After He Broke Up With Me.

Home Is Wherever We All Are Together.

And Now I Was Trying To Brush My Hair,you Know,when I Thought About It,and Looking At Myself In Mirrors,wondering If I Was Pretty.pretty! A Year Ago,when My Haair Got In My Eyes I Hacked It Off With A Knife.the Only Thing Important About My Clothes Was Whether They Were To Stiff To Move Fast In Battle. And Fang Had Been My Best Friend And An Excellent Fighter.

A Guy Who Hates His Job Isn't Going To Be Too Charming At Home.

Not Saving You From This Storm, Mutant,” He Said. “saving You For Your Later Fate, We Are.” His Voice Was Weirdly Inflected And Metallic, Like An Automated Answering Machine. “oh, Good. Yoda Captured Us,” Fang Whispered.