I couldn’t leave Total behind.” “Total?” Iggy asked. “That’s what his card said,” Angel explained. “Totally a mutant dog who will probably turn on us and kill us in our sleep,” Fang said.

Okay, that so did me in. Mr. Rock being all emotional? Expressing his feelings?" p. 12

Are you fangalicious? -Jess, a random blogger I could never be as fangalicious as you'd want me to be.-Fang

But then we have to leave, have to. It's always been that way, and it will always be that way, Jane. That's just.. how it works

I took a bite of cookie and chewed. “Hmmm,” I said, trying not to spit crumbs. “Clear vanilla notes, too-sweet chocolate chips, distinct flavor of brown sugar. A decent cookie, not spectacular. Still, a good-hearted cookie, not pretentious.” I turned to Fang. “What say you?” “It’s fine.” Some people just don’t have what it takes to appreciate a cookie.

I don't know about the rest of you who have little voices, but something about mine made me feel completely compelled to listen to it.

What are they teaching these thugs? -Why are there so many of them? -What is the Institute for Higher Aeronautics? -How many of the are there? There are only six of us! Why? -Why is DC public transportation so weird? -Why don't we mug those Eraser goons for money more often? -Fang's Blog