Max looked down over the city they were flying over, she assumed they were in Oregon or Washington. There were a lot of trees.
They needed to land soon, Nudge was complaining about being hungry, again,and Gazzy was about to fall asleep while flying.
"Okay guys, there's a national forest right down there. We sleep in the trees tonight." Max said in a leader way. She couldn't almost hear Nudges eyes roll.
"Max, can't we get a motel or something? We've been sleeping in trees for the past week." Nudge complained.
"I agree with Nudge, my delicate fur can't take anymore tree bark." Total piped in.
Max groaned inwardly. "I don't know if we'll find a motel anywhere near by."
Nudge pointed to her left where there was a lonely abandoned looking motel, "Wow that was hard." She said sarcastically. Max wanted to slap her upside the head.
"Fine, we'll stay in that motel tonight." She agreed and then looked over at Fang. He gave her a little smirk and her heart did a flip.
They slowly started dropping altitude, and landed in the tree's right behind the cheap motel. It looked old and dirty. The white paint was now a dark gray that was chipping. There was a glowing sign that read Mo's Motel and right under that was VACANCY.
Max sighed and pulled open the door.
A heavy set man sat behind a desk piled high with papers. He looked up and smiled and the six kids and their dog.
"What can I do for you kids?"
"We need a room." Max said.
"Are you kids alone?" He glanced at each of the flocks faces.
"Yes." Fang answered blankly.
"You aren't runaways, right?"
"Nope." Nudge answered with a little smile.
"Alright. No funny business. Room twenty-one." He handed Max the key.
"Aye, aye, captain." Iggy chuckled and gave a salute in the general direction of the man.
Max led them down the hall and into room twenty-one. The room had two queen beds, with dirty sheets, and a pull out couch. It was small, but they didn't need anything big, they were only staying for the night.
Nudge got the pull out couch to herself; Fang, Iggy, and Gazzy got one of the queen beds, and Angel and Max were sharing the other. "Max? Where are we going?" Angel's small voice questioned.
Max hesitated and looked over to Fang, he nodded his head in encouragement for her to tell Angel. "We're going to try to find a deserted island, lay low for a while. Relax."
"Oh! That sounds so nice!" Nudge squealed.
"Sweet!" Iggy and Gazzy whispered at the exact same time.
"This is going to be so fun! I can talk to fish everyday." Angel mused.
Max was glad that she agreed with Fang. He was right, they do need some time to recuperate, and an island would the perfect place. The flock would happy and safe, that's what's important, right?
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Max and Fang were the last ones to fall asleep. Fang, who was sleeping on one edge of the bed, quietly crawled out. He motioned to Max to follow him.
They walked out the door and into the hall way. Once there Fang grabbed Max's hand and pulled her outside.
Max loved when her and Fang had these secret alone times.
The moon lit the contours of his face and Max's breath caught in her throat.
He smiled and the whole world seemed to stop. Her back was pressed up against the motel, his hands on her waist. He leaned down and brushed his lips with hers. She reached up and put her arms around his neck, and then pulled herself up to kiss his lips. This lasted several minutes, and when they broke apart, their breathing was ragged.
"I'm glad we're going to an island. We hardly get anytime together, alone." Fang whispered in her ear. His voice sent shivers down her back.
"I know." Max quietly agreed.
He leaned down and gave her a kiss on the lips, and then on the forehead. She smiled and laced her fingers through his, and they walked back to the motel room.
They entered the room and everyone was still asleep, just as they had left them. Max dropped Fangs hand and kissed his cheek.
"Goodnight." She mouthed.
"'Night."