“We’ll be back!” he snarled.It was really Ari’s voice.Boy, you just can’t kill people like you used to,” said Fang”

“Boy, you just can't kill people like you used to,”

“Fang: “Let them blow up the world, and global-warm it, and pollute it. You and me and the others will be holed up somewhere, safe. We’ll come back out when they’re all gone, done playing their games of world domination."Max: “That’s a great plan. Of course, by then we won’t be able to go outside because we’ll get fried by the lack of the ozone layer. We’ll be living at the bottom of the food chain because everything with flavor will be full of mercury or radiation or something! And there won’t be any TV or cable because all the people will be dead! So our only entertainment will be Gazzy singing the constipation song! And there won’t be amusement parks and museums and zoos and libraries and cute shoes! We’ll be like cavemen, trying to weave clothes out of plant fibers. We’ll have nothing! Nothing! All because you and the kids want to kick back in a La-Z-Boy during the most important time in history!”Fang: “So maybe we should sign you up for a weaving class. Get a jump start on all those plant fibers.”Max: "I HATE YOU!!!"Fang: "NO YOU DOOOOOON'T!!"Voice: "You two are crazy about each other.”

“Jackpot, Max! Jackpot!" It was Fang and he was giggling hysterically.For those of you just joining us, Fang doesn't giggle, esspecially hysterically.”

“Fang! Come Back!" I started pulling his hair. Shaking his head and shoulders. Hard. "Wake up! Snap out of it! You stupid jerk! I am going to kill you if you die on me!”

“Fang was going to kill me. And after I was dead, he would kill me again.”

“Fang? Are you- like Max?" asked Dr. Martinez. "Nope,"he said, sounding bored. "I'm the smart one." I resisted the urge to kick him in the shin.”