Kidnapping Fang

Shout out to my first reviewer, who was anonymous! Special thanks to Shantymoe, for not scrolling over my story, and to Asylum Survivor, who was the first one to add me as a Favorite Author! Thank you! I will be updating Maximum Songfics very soon, as I did get my 3 reviews! Btw, this story is post Fang.

Fang was just walking through Walmart, because what better place for a homeless mutant bird kid to shop for clothes was there? Well, that was my theory.

My name is Jade Night, and I have a mission. I have to kidnap Fang. It's not really kidnapping, if he comes voluntarily, right? I just need his help.

There! He was browsing through a rack of black T-shirts. I stepped out from behind a plastic model, already in disguise. I was dressed as one of those Walmart attendants that run around, shrieking, "Do you need some help?" in your ear.

"Do you need some help?" I shrieked into Fang's ear.

"No, but you do."

Okay, it was time to break the disguise. "Oh my gosh! You're Fang! From Maximum Ride! Oh my gosh! I can't believe it. I'm talking to Fang!" I yelled. Everybody in the store turned toward us. Good.

Then some little girl walks up to us and asks me, "Are you okay?"

"Yes, of course. Why?"

"Oh, okay then," she turns to Fang, "Can I have your autograph?"

"Um, sure?" The little girl hands him a pen and a notebook. Fang scrawls something on it.

"I have to go now…" he says lamely.

"Okay, then! I hope you enjoyed your visit to Walmart!" I say brightly.

This is where the fun begins.

I was now hiding behind a row of carts advertising the Rollback, or whatever. Fang walked out of the automatic doors, slightly swinging his shopping bag in his hand.

"Wait for it," I told myself, "Wait for it…. NOW!" I shrieked. I leapt out and threw the black garbage over Fang.

He did struggle quite a bit, but finally, I wrestled him into my car, and drove back home. I won't bore you all with the details.

I shone a pen light in Fang's eyes. He blinked, "What do you want?"

"I need your help."

"Doing what?" he asked calmly.

"Just writing something."

"What do I get out of it?" I blinked in surprise. He didn't ask me to specify what I wanted, he was just interested in the advantages for himself?

"Food, bed, roof, and clean clothes."

"I'm in."

"Really?" That was easy.

Little did I know, that statement was so, so wrong.