"Breakfast!" Iggy called.
I woke with a yawn. It's been awhile since we took down Itex. I think it's been like, what, a year maybe? I don't know. We haven't checked the date lately. We were in a cave now, somewhere in the west. We were headed towards Dr. Ma… er… mom's house. I'm still not used to saying that! I walk over to where Iggy was crouched by the fire. Eggs! How could you make eggs over a campfire? Actually, I don't know how but Iggy found a way and eggs were way better than dumpster diving any day. Iggy gets out some paper pates and I grab about five eggs. No forks, no spoons, just hands. Wouldn't have it any other way. Everyone else was up now, because of the smell no doubt, except, Fang. I just stared at him. Things had been a little awkward between us lately. He kisses me, and I'll admit, I like it, but I always fly away. It's just so hard for me to admit that I like him. And, if things didn't work out, our flock may break up again. Last time that happened, I went through a personal hell and got yelled at by a very angry German. I don't think I could handle another break up, but at least the world was safe. For now. I got myself to stop staring at him, and looked at my eggs. They were cold and, hey…
"Who ate some of my eggs?" I looked around. I don't think Angel would do it, so that left Gazzy, Iggy, and Nudge. Iggy would've gotten his eggs first, since he made them. And then there was two.
"Ok," I said in my calmest voice. "It was either Gazzy, or Nudge." I turned to look at them but they were just staying silent. I heard a small snicker behind me to see Iggy.
"So it was you?" I was confused. He could get as much as he wanted. Why would he want mine? Another snicker. This time it was Angel. She seemed to sweet to do it. Then again, she can make Flyboys die because she told them to…
"I just want my breakfast!" I was practically yelling now. Everyone burst into laughter! What was so funny about my breakfast being stolen. I turn around to see Iggy pointing, still laughing like an idiot, and a very sleepy Fang. With eggs on his face…
"Fang!" I was shouting now. I got three bites before he took it. Wait… I was staring at him the whole time. How could he have taken them? A voice appeared in my head. Not The Voice, or Jeb, but Angel.
Hey Max? don't get mad, but I stole your eggs as a joke! Then I saw Fang, and, sorry…
She sounded so sincere. What a great liar!
It's fine Angel, but I get the rest of yours now.
She looked upset, but fair is fair and I want my breakfast. She walked down and handed me her plate.
"Thank you" was all I said. They were cold, but I didn't care. I turned around just in time to bump into a very tall Fang. With eggs hanging out of my mouth and more in my hand. He just smirked, (Will I ever see him smile fully?) and whispered, "Your eggs were the best ones I've ever tasted" I smiled a bit and then felt awkward, knowing I just made a big fuss over breakfast. Could this day get any weirder? All you geniuses out there have probably figured this out, and the answer is yes. It can.
Chap 2
(Fang POV)
I was having this wonderful dream about Max. She was, actually, never mind. I was about to go into my favorite part of the dream when I was waken up by a voice in my head. Had Jeb gotten into my head too? Crap…
Hey Fang! It's me Angel. Not Jeb. Anyway, we're pranking Max so I took her eggs and they're next to your pillow.
Sure enough, there they were. Angel didn't have to say anything else. I knew what she had planned. There was my breakfast, but with an extra tall pile next to it as well. Max was accusing the others of taking her food, so I used this time to my advantage. The eggs were gone I minutes. Was I really that hungry?