Wouldn’t that make a charming epitaph? Here lies Cat. Killed not by fang, but Ferragamos.
De tall, dark vun--dere's nothing special about him at all," ter Borcht said dismissively of Fang, who hadn't moved since the doctor had come in. Well, he's a snappy dresser," I offered. One side of Fang's mouth quirked.
Have you guys been playing in toxic waste again?" Fang asked severely, putting his hands on his hips. Nudge giggled. "No. " "Been bitten by a radioactive spider?" Fang went on. "Struck by lightning? Drink a super-soldier serum?" "No, no, no," said Iggy. He started reaching for things around the table, and his hand landed on Total. "You're black. " "I prefer canine-American. " said Total. "When's that pie coming? I'm starving.
Sometimes he seems like a droid--or a drone. Fang of Nine. Fang2-D2.
Fang. I had to do some thinking about him. Me. I had some thinking to do about me too.
Tell me again what we're doing here," I said, running a continuous scan of our surroundings. Fang popped some Cracker Jack into his mouth. "We're here to watch manly men do manly things. " I followed Fang's line of sight: He was watching the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders, who were not doing manly things, by any stretch of the imagination.
Fang was going to kill me. And after I was dead, he would kill me again.
Are you fangalicious? -Jess, a random blogger I could never be as fangalicious as you'd want me to be. -Fang
Fang can't stand to see trash & garbage lying around the house. He can't stand the competition.
All I want to know is why a party of Fey wanted to kill me,” I said heatedly. The beetle’s lips twisted enough to show fang. “Doesn’t everyone?” Radu hustled me out the door before I could find out if the vamp’s plump little carcass would fit into his overstuffed desk.
Fang: When do I get out of here? Max: They say a week. Fang: So, like, tomorrow? Max: That's what I'm thinking.
I've been asked to say a couple of words about my husband, Fang. How about short and cheap?
Fang and I are always fighting. When we get up in the morning, we don't kiss; we touch gloves.
Gazzy, man, jeezum!" Fang exclaimed. "What the heck have you been eating for God's sake?" That was a smoke bomb!" Gazzy defended himself. "Not even i could fill this whole flippin' house!
So that makes him, like, your fang granddaddy.
You I expected better of. " He turned his swirling sliver gaze from Sam to Dev and Fang. "You two not so much. " -Acheron
Jackpot, Max! Jackpot!" It was Fang and he was giggling hysterically. For those of you just joining us, Fang doesn't giggle, esspecially hysterically.
What are you, Zen Master Fang?
I choose you, Max. -Fang
There was something I needed to say. “Sorry. About before. ” Fang shot a sideways glance at me, his eyes dark and inscrutable, as always. He looked back out at the water. I didn’t expect any more acknowledgment than that. Fang never- “You almost gave me a heart attack,” he said quietly. “When I saw you, and all that blood. . . ” He threw a small rock as hard as he could down the beach. “I’m sorry. ” “Don’t do it again,” he said. I swallowed hard. “I won’t. ” Something changed right then, but I didn’t know what.
