AN: Ok, so pretty much I had a song stuck in my head and I was reading MR and I began to imagine scenes in my head where everyone was singing. So here it is.. hopw you all enjoy!!
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride, James Patterson does. I also don't own Monkey Wrench by the Foo Fighters... However I do own Dave Ghrol... Just kidding, I don't own Dave Ghrol. But everyone should listen to Monkey Wrench... It's a gooder! I'm rambling... On with the musical!
Ah yes there's nothing like a night spent out under the stars… In a tree, fearing for your life and preying to god that the Erasers don't decide to track you down and hand you over to your former best friend/the-closest-thing-you-had-to-a-father, Jeb, for weird lab research… Yep, there's nothing quite like it. I looked around at the flock all sleeping, placed strategically around on the branches as to look like a flower, and all breathing in time with each other. We always kind of had this thing where we did random stuff like that.
Just then I heard something. I looked around quickly. Fang shot awake too. So it wasn't just the voice in my head if Fang heard it too. We looked around for danger. I looked to Fang and mouthed "Erasers?"
Fang nodded.
I reached over quickly to wake up the rest of the flock.
As soon as everyone was awake I heard it again. It was a footstep, a very big footstep. There was no doubt in my mind now that we were in for a fight. But why weren't the Erasers being a little bit more discrete? I mean come on; we're crazy mutant bird kids with super sensitive hearing. Duh. It must just be a very big man, or a clown with big shoes. But either way, we got to get out of here. Clowns are freaking scary!
I did a quick look around and confirmed my theory. Not the clown theory, but the really big man theory. There was a large blob-like silhouette coming into the vicinity of our tree. It was on a mission. Whoever it was, they knew we were here.
"Fly." I whispered.
"Not so fast Max." Jeb said from underneath the tree.
"Oh, hi Jeb." I spat his name. He meant nothing to me anymore.
"What have we done with innocence? It disappeared with time; it never really made much sense." He began to sing. As he did so, Erasers began coming into view. Two by two the walked out from their hiding places behind the many trees.
"Adolescent resident." One Eraser said pointing at me. Man they where making them dumber and dumber everyday!
"Just wasting another night on planning my revenge," I sang back at them, "did you know that one in ten don't want to be your monkey wrench. One more indecent accident, I'd rather leave than suffer this. I'll never be your monkey wrench!" With that sang the Erasers leaped up at us, obviously upset about the whole nobody-wants-to-be-a-muntant-freak-except-for-Erasers-apperantly speech. I motioned for everyone to fly. Angel, Nudge and Gazzy jumped and flew high out of reach of the Erasers. Fang, Iggy and I were planning to kick some Eraser butt.
"All this time to make amends!" Jeb sang in his weird off-key voice.
"But what do you do when all your enemies are friends?" Fang asked singing while he kicked an Eraser right in the teeth.
"Now and then I'll try to bend, but under pressure you wind up snapping in the end." Iggy sang as he dropped two Erasers by making them run into each other when he stepped out of the way.
"One in ten, don't want to be your monkey wrench. One more indecent accident, I'd rather leave than suffer this. I'll never be your monkey wrench!" the three of us sang together while kicking some serious Eraser ass all choreographed and kung-fu like.
"Just one last thing before I quit, I never wanted any more than I could fit into my head. I still remember every single word you said, and all the shit that somehow came along with it. Still there's one thing that comforts me, since I was always caged and now I'm free!" I screamed at Jeb while Fang, Iggy and I shot up into the air, leaving Jeb with a bunch of Erasers lying around him in the shape of a skull around Jeb. He looked kind of mad. Oh well. I really don't care what Jeb thinks of us anymore. I swooped up to where the younger kids were flying waiting for us. There we found Gazzy singing. Oh God.
"One in ten, don't want to be your monkey wrench. One more indecent accident. I'd rather leave than suffer this. I'll never be your monkey wrench!" I patted him on the head and began to fly. Where to? I don't know nor do I really care.
AN: So everyone, that was the first of many one-shots... I'm having fun! lol... If you have any suggestions about other random plot, then please review and message me. It would be awesome!