I stared at his deep raven-colored eyes while he stared at my plain brown ones.
He smirked. Oh, that pretty face...
"Shoot!" I cursed, as I blinked a few times.
The corner of his mouth twitched up a bit. "You lost, Max."
"I can see that." I frowned.
Yes, we were having a staring (no blinking) contest. And I totally lost my concentration. Because I saw Fang smirk. Not even a smile. A stupid smirk. What is wrong with me?!?
It all started this morning. We were visiting mom and Ella and mom decided to give us some funds to buy something important. Something we'd need that would help us in our mission of saving the world.
We were deciding on how we would spend it. We all had our different suggestions, and so we argued.
Iggy suggested the contest, the irony. He was exempted, of course. Gazzy was for his cause, anyway.
I beat Nudge easily. She could go on for hours not closing her mouth, but her eyes were different. Besides, fashion isn't anywhere near the top of our list of things needed for survival.
The Gasman too. I admit, he had some fight in him. But I was so determined to thwart another of his explosive plans with Iggy, and successfully stared down his bright blue eyes.
Angel, she was scary. She'd tried to mess with my mind, but the fact that she thought we all needed teddy bears to keep us company ran through my head the whole time, helping me resist her control. Finally, she closed her tired eyes.
And then the only one left... Fang.
Oh wait. There's Total, muttering to himself again. "Just because I'm not a..."
"Sorry, Total. But we can't really stare into your eyes anyway, they're mostly covered by your fur." I quickly made an excuse. What would he suggest we get, hundreds of dollars worth of dog (again, don't tell him) accessories so he could show off in front of Akila? No way.
"Then doesn't that exclude Fang over there?!?" Total countered.
Iggy snickered and placed his hand on Fang's head of unruly long-ish hair... "Man. I can't even see it, but I FEEL you need a haircut."
It was Fang's turn to frown.
I just know what Fang wants. He'd been eyeing that Apple laptop since forever. His being an avid blogger won't be able to help us live!
I thought my idea was great. We'd keep the money as an emergency food fund for the road, er, I mean, sky. Then we wouldn't go hungry. For a while, that is.
But now, I guess we're getting a new MacBook. Whoop de doo, I thought, as my stomach grumbled. Which Fang heard. And to which he smirked yet again. I hate that word. Smirk. Why can't he do anything else when he wins an argument? Like, grin. Laugh, whatever!
Stupid smirk-y guy.
And I don't know if it's a good or bad thing that I loved him too much to really mind.
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Mm.. I was bored. First one for MaxRide, so I don't know the characters' personalities that well, so… Yeah. I might have gotten their eye color wrong too. C: Hope you enjoyed.