Okay, here it goes for the MR Contest.
I don't own Maximum Ride, Yada Yada.
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Max's POV:
"Yo, guys, up and at 'em. Time to face a new day and kick ass," I yelled.
"I thought you didn't like using cuss words Max," Fang muttered.
"That was after the fact that Angel and Gazzy now know how to cuss in Spanish and in English," I replied.
Yes, you heard right, Angel and Gazzy now cuss in two separate languages. Who taught them I will never know…..
"Buenas morning chicos, lo que es para el desayuno (good morning guys, what's for breakfast?)?" Iggy came up behind me.
Ah hah! The culprit has been found! I should have known Iggy….wait a second. How did Iggy learn Spanish?
"Dude, where'd you learn to speak Spanish?" Fang questioned.
"Internet."
I exchanged glances with Fang. He shook his head.
"Ok guys, let's go eat at McDonalds."
"Bada ba ba ba, I'm lovin' it," Gazzy imitated the commercial.
That kid watches too much TV.
Fang's POV:
As we flew to McDonalds, I couldn't help but feel like something was about to happen. I flew over to Iggy.
"Are you sure you know how to speak Spanish?" I asked him.
"Yup. I went on your laptop and now I know every word in the Spanish dictionary." He smugly replied.
Uh huh. Let's just see shall we. I pulled out my laptop and went to where I searched Spanish to English dictionary.
"Okay, say something in Spanish." I challenged.
"Creo que usted y Max haría un adobo marrón. Simplemente no Zapatero rico sin una paloma azul" he grinned.
I looked it up. He said: " think that you and Max would make a brown pickle. Just don't rich cobbler without a blue pigeon."
I laughed.
"Yeah dude, you totally know your Spanish."
This was going to be funny eventually.
Iggy's POV:
When we got to McDonalds, we shocked the Hispanic cashier by our humongous order. But, when we finally got it, my order was wrong. So, I thought I'd go over and complain.
"Excuse me, Miss? You messed up my order. See, I ordered two Cinnamon Melts, three Egg McMuffins, four Hash Browns, a McCafe Latte, and eight milks. You gave me everything but four milks and my Latte." I explained.
She looked at me blankly. Right, probably doesn't speak English very well. Time to use my excellent Spanish knowledge.
"Tickled mi palomitas de maíz. Me vaca estúpido: nueve cabrones ricos, seis Red Bulls, odio su verde, un micrófono abierto y fondos jugosas. Quiero poner un plátanos en su mono. (You tickled my popcorn. I stupid cow: nine rich basta, six Red Bulls, I hate your green, an open mike, and juicy bottoms. I want to put a banana in your monkey.)," I smiled.
She laughed. Then she slapped me.
What a bitch, I thought as I walked back over to the table and ate what I had.
I need to look up what I said on when I get ahold of Fang's laptop again.
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Well, that's it for Iggy Is Not Bilingual. Hope you liked it and thanks for your time.
-Crazi Fang
