*Alright, so I usually write DxG stores because I am a RABID DxG fan, but I just got some Nizzy inspiration, so here you go. It's kind of short, so sorry about that. It takes place sometime during TDWT in the cafeteria area of the plane late one night. There's also implied AlejandroxHeather and sort of implied DuncanxGwen. Anyways, enjoy!*
Noah sighed as he crawled onto a crate by the tables. They had just begun another few day flight, and Noah had nothing to do but wait and read. He picked up his book and flipped it to a random page. He had read the thing so many times already that he could recite whole pages of it. But what could he do? There was nothing else to read except the fire alarm instructions and Duncan and Ezekiel's wanted posters. There was occasional updates on the wanted posters, but Courtney and Gwen were like vultures when Duncan's got updated, that no one else got a chance to look at it. Noah rested his cheek on his propped up hand and carelessly flipped through the pages. It was the middle of the night and he had nothing to do.
"Curse you insomnia!" He groaned as he slammed the cover of the book down onto the table.
"I don't know who this insomnia guy is, but he sounds like a cool dude!" Cooed an all to familar voice. Noah turned to see Izzy, his teammate, and close friend. Sometimes the bookworm wished that they could be more than just "close friends," but Noah also took solace in the fact that he wasn't alone on this venture, he wasn't completely oblivious. There was Heather, who was absolutely pining for Alejandro, and who can forget her teammate, Gwen? Noah shook it off for now and looked to his friend, who had plopped down on a barrel across from him.
"I don't think he'd like it if he know you were cursing him, though." The girl added.
"Hello to you too, Izzy." Noah replied sarcastically
"Hey, Noah!" Izzy yelled cheerily.
"What're you doing up?" Noah asked in a tone of voice that rivaled Izzy's happy one.
"I went Zeke hunting." She answered.
"You went what?" He asked with more intrigue then he had before.
"It was a real fight." Izzy began in an accent the would break the heart of any Steve Irwin impersonator. She then twirled around and hugged the small boy with one arm. She shut one eye and outstretched the other one in front of Noah's face. "It's a real jungle out there!" She yelled in the accent.
"You mean in the cargo hold?" He asked skeptically.
"Crikey! You're brilliant, mate!" She declared, finally releasing her little buddy. For the first time in a good few days, Noah laughed. He loved Izzy's psychosis. He loved Izzy's voice impersonations. He loved Izzy's ability to make him laugh. He loved Izzy.
"Well, Brazil Nut, you've done it, you've made me laugh. Congradu-stinking-lations." He said sarcastically. Izzy screamed in delight and soon Noah felt his feet, which were hardly touching the floor, lift, and Izzy was spinning him around and around.
"Woohoo! Yeah! Score, baby!" Izzy screamed, only causng Noah to laugh harder. Soon, she stopped, and there they were. Izzy was holding Noah bridal stlye, and Noah had his arms fit securely around the fiery beauty's neck. He gazed into the girl's piercing green eyes and suddenly nothing else mattered. The green-eyed girl looked confusedly at him for a moment, but stopped when she felt Noah's lips rest themselves on top of hers. At that moment, they had realized that each other was all they ever wanted.
*Well, that's it! Again, sorry it's short, but I hope you liked it anyways! Please review :)*