A/N: I just wanted to get this out, so sorry if there are any stupid errors. This takes place post-Angel, with Max and Fang's gang. From the title, you could probably tell that this is about Nudge! I love Fax, but lats face it, it's getting old, so I'm focusing this story more on the other flock members. R&R please!
Nudge wouldn't sleep. She lay on her side, facing the window, covers and pillows strewn about the floor. The avian girl was staring out into the night, at the stars and moon. It wasn't that she couldn't sleep, she just refused to. There had been too much on her mind lately, and sleeping was just a waste of time.
She closed her eyes for a moment, listening. All she heard was the sound of soft snoring from the other rooms. Quietly, she sat up, then turned, swinging her legs over the side of her bed. Nudges bare feet brushed the ground, and she gradually put weight on them, taking extra precautions to be quiet. One squeak, and the whole flock would go on red alert.
Thankfully, the floorboards stayed silent. Nudge let out a relieved sigh. She made her way to the window, the silver light of the moon shining in her eyes. The young avian slipped her fingers under the window, and was about to lift it up, but she stopped, shoulders slumping and hands dropping to her sides.
Nudge turned around, then tiptoed out of her room, slipping through the half-opened door. She stopped. Her room was at the very back of the hallway, and she would have to make it past all of her flockmates to make it downstairs. She took a deep breath, let it out, then made her way across the hall.
Immediately, Nudge wished that she had grabbed some socks. The sticky sound of her feet on the wood floor seemed unbearably loud. When she got to the stairs, Nudge grabbed the railing, using it to take some weight off her feet. She was halfway down when she felt something soft ad warm under her foot.
Nudge almost screamed, but realized it was only Total. He blinked, gazing up at her, then rolled over, falling asleep and muttering something like "Oh Akila, we shall take a gondola ride through Venice..." Nudge rolled her eyes. At the bottom of the steps, Nudge looked up. No one had heard her. She smiled, making her way to the supercomputer.
She powered up the laptop, cringing at the noise of the fans whirring. Every couple of seconds, she glanced over her shoulder, paranoid that someone would come downstairs. The laptop, after what had felt like hours, finally got to the main screen. Nudge pulled up the internet, fingers flying across the keyboard. She pulled up Fang's blog, and typed a message to him. Most of the messages sent to him would have been blocked, but not Nudge's. For starters, she had a military edition supercomputer and secondly, her hacking skills rivaled that of the pros. She typed a message, then clicked 'send.'
Star had been walking through the living room when she heard a little blip. She whipped around, facing Fang's laptop. There was a little envelope with wings animation jumping up and down on his screen. She smiled.
"Oh Faaang!" She called. The teen came into the room, holding a can of generic brand soda. "You've got some Fang-mail." She joked, walking away from the computer as Fang walked towards it. His pm account was private, who could have… but his question was answered when he saw the address.
The message read: FAAAAAANG. WE NEED TO TALK.
Fang couldn't think of anything to say, so he just sent: Isn't it a little late?
There was a little 'blip,' and Nudges response appeared on the screen. His eyes widened at her message, and he typed furiously back, brows furrowed. In no time, there was another 'blip' and another message from his ex-flockmate.
Fang sighed, shaking his head. He typed another message, sent it, then covered his face with his hands.
Nudge jumped as she heard another 'blip.' She read Fangs message, and almost jumped up and whooped. Almost. Nudge scrabbled through the desk drawers, then found what she was looking for. In the dark, she scribbled a message.
After she was done with her note, she taped it to the computer screen, but not before she erased the history on the computer. If Max found out about her talk with Fang, she would've flipped. Nudge shuffled around in the dark, grabbing a backpack. She looked longingly up the staircase. Why hadn't she brought down her clothes? And she knew that she had a stack of new Pop Magazines on her desk. She sighed. It was too late; she couldn't risk getting caught now.
Quickly, she darted to the fridge, blinded by the light when she opened the door. After shoveling random items into her bag, she closed the door, temporarily blinded by the darkness. After her vision cleared, she turned, but saw a figure looking in the doorway. She opened her mouth to scream, but the figure waved his hands to quiet her.
"Nudge, Nudge, it's me." The voice belonged to Dylan. Nudges heart slowed down.
"Hey! What are you doing?" She hissed, hiking up the pack on her shoulder, glaring at Dylan through the darkness.
"Me? I was coming to see what you were doing." He retorted.
Nudge sighed. "I…" She didn't know what to say.
"Are you leaving?" Dylan whispered in a soft voice.
Nudge nodded, not sure if the superhot avian could see her in the dark. For the first time since she had made the decision, Nudge felt her stomach twist. Could she really leave? Would she be letting everyone down? And worst of all: what would Max think? Nudge felt hot tears prick the back of her eyes. She closed them, but the tears spilled out anyway. She heard Dylan moving towards her.
"It's ok," Dylan crooned, kneeling down beside her. A small sob escaped Nudge. Dylan wrapped his arms around the young girl.
"Hey, it's going to be ok. You're very brave for doing something like this." Dylan whispered in her ear.
For a moment, it wasn't Dylan who was holding nudge, it was Fang. Nudge knew that Fang was hundreds of miles away, but that's what it felt like to her.
"It…" Nudge struggled to find the words. "It's not right. I can't leave my family. I can't leave. I can't. I can't." Nudge whispered, tears flowing freely from her eyes.
Dylan held her out at arm's length. "It is right. If it's what you feel, it is right." Dylan said. Even though it was too dark for Nudge to see his face, she could visualize his understanding expression and his honest blue eyes.
"If Max finds out, blame me. I wouldn't want her to kill you." Nudge said quietly, but she was serious. Dylan's shoulders jerked slightly, as if he was laughing, but he stopped.
"Yeah… you're probably right." The two stood.
"Get going little duck," he said, nodding towards the window. Nudge smiled back, then walked over to the window. She looked over her shoulder, then ran back to Dylan, wrapping her arms around his midsection. Dylan just ran a hand over her hair, patting her back with the other.
"Thanks Dylan." She said, looking up at him with her soft chocolate eyes. Then she turned, ran, and leapt straight out the window.
The cold wind met her face, and her expression lightened. She looked back at the house, and saw Dylan's figure in the window. She let out a whoop, then sailed off into the night sky.
Well? If you liked it, well stay posted, I've got more chapters coming! I hate to say this, but if I don't get more than five reviews, I won't continue. I know, call me lame, but it's too much work to write a fic that no one reads.