A/N:
So hi everyone...this is our first fanfic...
OH YEAH!
Uh-huh so.....what do we do now...
Two-bit: DISCLAIMER!
We don't need a disclaimer! Disclaimers are for chumps!
Did you seriously just say chumps...?
Yeah, I did.
What does that even mean!?
I don't know? Look it up in the glossary!
What glossary?
I DON'T KNOW!
*Tackles*
HELP!!
Two-bit:Wait! you still need a disclaimer!
DISCLAIMER: WE DON'T OWN THE FOLLOWING:
Christian, Seth, Fang, Thalia, Puck, Draco, Dovepaw, Two-bit, Vampire Academy, Twilight, Maximum Ride, Percy Jackson and the Olympians, The Sisters Grimm, Harry Potter, the Warrior cat series, or The Outsiders.
We don't own a lot...
We DO own Alex though.
Yes..... my Alex....
Well we better go feed the priso—I mean guests...
Thalia: ....Uh...on with the story?
Max's POV
Isn't it a wonderful day? In an airport, I should I say stuck in an airport, in Japan. Why are we in an airport? Stuck in an airport? In Japan? That would be thanks to my mom, and a blizzard.
'All things happen for a reason Max.'
I grimaced, 'Go to hell voice.' I thought. Then I continued my search for the flock. Oh, did I mention we all were separated? No? Well I just did.
Anyway, I tried to think of where those idiots could possibly be. I had already checked the bathrooms, and the food court. I decided to walk towards the shopping area, when I realized what I was passing. They better hope to God, or whoever is up there, that they aren't in there right now, I thought before turning to cautiously enter the airport security head quarters.
Iggy's POV
My butt was starting to go numb from sitting on the cold concrete floor. I picked up the plastic spork I had found in the corner and rattled it against the jail cell door. One of the security guards growled something angrily at me in Japanese. I dropped the spork and reached my arm out through the bars calling out "Why can't we be friends?" In a sing-song voice. Then I felt the glare of an angry bird kid burning into my soul. That could only be.....
Max's POV
I glared into the bird kid's soul. "Iggy," I snarled at him. "Do you know where you are?"
"Umm....No....?" Iggy said hopefully. I reached my arms into the cell and tightly grasped Iggy throat. "Wait, Max No! I know where I am now! Let me explain! Oh god help me!" I didn't want to let go of him, but the security guards were eying me me, and reaching for black things that reminded me quite a bit of tasers.
I slowly released him, my hands shaking with anger. "Explain, now."
Iggy told me an absolutely outrageous story including stealing infants, trying on underwear, pushing down old people, leading a pack of puppies through the shopping area, singing songs over the intercom (how did I not hear those?) and trying to hook Fang up, multiple times, with other men. I slapped my forehead and shook my head sadly.
"Just how do you plan do you get yourself out of here?" I snapped at him.
He turned to the security guards and said. " ???????????????????????????????"
"Translation please?" I growled.
"Oh, I told them you were my mommy." He explained. I gave him a death stare. The guards mumbled to each other for a minute, then one came over and unlocked Iggy's cell.
The guard turned to me and spat one word of English "Slut." and started to walk away.
I jumped on his back, my temper taking over, and attempted to pull out the guard's hair with one hand while beating his face into his skull with the other. I kicked my feet into his legs, knees, and anywhere else I could manage to reach. When I had assured the guard would no longer be having children he fell to the ground, a mixture of pain and shock in his eyes.
I turned to the four remaining guards and yelled "You want some of this!?" When the guards pulled out their tasers I decided it was time to split even though it would be fun to stay and fight. Iggy and I ran for the door. Iggy hollered something over his shoulder and began cackling evilly.
Once we had finally reached the main airport hallway and I caught my breath I asked Iggy what he had said. "I would tell you, but I'd be breaking a lot laws... ," he replied with a grin. I groaned and smacked my forehead for the second time today. I was sure loosing a lot of brain cells.
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*shakes Draco off leg* GET OFF ME! YOU WERE A BAD BOY SO NOW YOU GET NO FOOD!
Fang: *pinches bridge of nose and shakes head sadly*
Alex: R&R!!!!!! I luv you Trisha!
Me: Go away Alex, you don't get food either.