WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THE FLOCK BREAKS INTO A GIRLS SLEEPOVER AND A BOYS SLEEPOVER! See how Avian bird kids spend their time. *Note* They are supposed to be completely out of character for the fun of this one-piece.
The Girls (Max, Ella, Nudge, and Angel):
"MAX!" Max lifted my head from the TV and looked over. Angel was furious, standing there with her hands on her hips and her face contorted with rage. "It's my turn!" She held out her hand.
"No," Max muttered, lifting the controller up in hers hands, bringing it closer to her face. "This is my kill!" She jabbed frantically at the X-box buttons. "Die, die die, die!" There was a large explosion. Max's face dropped. "No way! Stupid game, if this was really life, I would have had him. Dumb Black Ops," Max tossed aside the remote. Angel dived for it.
"Hey! When's the pizza getting here," Nudge demanded, "I'm starving!" Her stomach growled in acknowledgment.
"Here!" Ella tossed over a bag, "Eat some chips."
The TV let out a large beep, "Woohoo!" Angel lifted her hands in victory, "I totally killed him! High Score! High Score! Beat that Max!"
"What?" Max leaned over. "No way! I can beat you! Give it back!"
"I ate all the chips. Anything left?"
"Well, there's old nachos in the fridge…but their getting smelly," Ella replied, focusing on the video game.
"Smelly? How smelly?" Nudge asked.
"They reek."
"Awesome! Angel, I bet you that you can't eat all of the stinky nachos without getting sick," Nudge laughed.
"You're on! What do I win?" She asked.
Nudge thought about it. "I'll break into the X-box's game and give you the high score, and if Max beats it, I'll change it again."
"All right! Let's go!"
The Boys (Fang, Dylan, Iggy, and Gazzy)
"So, I heard this is really good," Iggy lifted up a movie in his hands.
"No way! I wanted to watch that too! How did you know?" Gazzy reached over and looked at the cover, "The Notebook is supposed to be amazing!"
"Wait, The Notebook? I saw that!" Dylan looked over Gazzy's shoulder. "It made me cry! It was sooooo good."
"Put it in!" Iggy ordered. The boys crowded around the television.
The Girls:
"The pizzas are all here. I got a large for everyone, since I figured we'd have an eating competition," Ella placed the boxes on the floor.
"Heck yes," Max laughed. Everyone grabbed a box.
"Those nachos were actually pretty tasty, but way past their expiration date." Angel let out a burp, everyone cheered for her. "Never mind, I think I can eat a whole pizza now."
"Ready, set, go!" In a race, the girls whipped open the pizza boxes and began stuffing their faces.
While they ate away, sobs of protests could be heard from the boys' room next door. "SHE'S ENGAGED TO HIM, BUT SHE'S IN LOVE WITH NOAH!"
However, the girls kept up their eating competition, uninterested in the boys. When all the girls lay on the ground with their stomachs filled, Angel burped again.
"Nice," Max replied with a laugh, "Now who's up for Texas Chainsaw Massacre. Supposed to be really bloody!"
"Yeah!" Everyone agreed.
The Boys:
"So, Fang, truth or dare." Iggy asked.
"Truth," Fang replied, "Everyone knows that, duh."
"Who do you like?"
Fang paused, looked away, and ducked his head. "Oh, someone's shy!" Gazzy teased.
"Come on, spit it out man!"
"Max," Fang mumbled.
"No way!" Iggy gasped, "That's scandalous!"
"I just don't see it," Gazzy replied, "You guys would not work."
Dylan suddenly stood up, "You jerk! You know how I feel about Max! She's my soul mate. I thought you understood Fang. That's totally uncool!"
"Yeah, Fang, Dylan really is Max's soul mate. You don't like someone else's girl," Gazzy remarked.
"Well, I kissed her!" Fang replied, "Before he ever showed up!" Then, he ducked his head from embarrassment.
"I think they're going to fight," Gazzy whispered to Iggy. Dylan stepped over to Fang, who lifted his head to look up. Lifting a hand, Dylan swiped his hand through the air and smacked Fang right across the cheek.
Fang lifted a hand to his cheek, "That hurt!" He pouted, "That's why I NEVER play Truth or Dare!" Standing up, Fang stomped out of the room and went to the bathroom.
"Wow, such a crybaby. He's so sensitive," Gazzy yawned. "That's why I said we shouldn't invite him."
"Thanks for backing me up back there, you guys. I couldn't have done it without you," Dylan whispered.
"No problem, now can you get us some ice cream. I think the situation requires it," Iggy ordered. Dylan left as well.
"Geez, I can't stand that guy!" Iggy lifted his hand to his hair. "All he talks about is Max now and days, it's like he doesn't care about friends anymore."
"At least I won't ever become like that. It's so pathetic." Gazzy sighed.
Dylan arrived back with an ice cream carton and spoons. "Hey guys what were you talking about?"
To fill in the awkward silence, Gazzy sat up and exclaimed, "Did you know that Iggy has a crush on Ella?"
"No way, really?" Dylan asked shock.
"Uh…pillow fight!" Iggy cried.
The Girls:
"Fang is hot," Ella commented, "But Iggy is so much better looking."
"No way, Fang," Max commented.
"Don't forget Dylan! He has got it going on!" Nudge called out.
"Psh, forget boys," Angel commented.
"Yeah," Max nodded her head, "You're right. They're only good for one thing after all."
Everyone smiled and said in unison, "Making sandwiches!" Bursting out into laughter, Max noticed her stomach was rumbling.
"Speaking of sandwiches, maybe I can get one of the guys to make me one. I'll be back!"
"Max, see if you can do a boxer raid too!" Ella snickered. "That would get them good."
She laughed, "Yeah, I'll try."
Max stepped out of the room. Ella scratched her head, "So, I'm feeling more Call of Duty? I bet I can get a better killing streak than all of you."
"Hopefully, Max hurries up with that sandwich. I might have to steal it from her."
"Well, you know if she runs into Fang it's going to take awhile," Nudge teased, "He has her whipped." The girls burst out laughing.
One Girl and One Boy:
"Fang!" Max lifted her finger and pointed at him from across the hall as he stepped out of the bathroom. "Make me a sandwich."
"No," Fang replied, offended.
"Yes! You must. I'm starving!" She ordered.
"Fine," he replied, dipping his head. They walked into the kitchen. He took out all the necessary items for a ham and cheese sandwich. "Uh, Max, what would you do if someone liked you?"
"I don't know. I have never thought about relationships before." She ran a hand through her hair. Fang watched her from the corner of his eyes. She walked to the cabinet and opened it up, looking for something to eat while she waited for Fang to finish her sandwich.
"What if Dylan liked you?" He asked.
"Hmm, he looks like he'd be a good kisser," she commented honestly. "I don't think I'd make him my boyfriend. Relationships are too needy."
Fang frowned. "No one would ever like me," he muttered. Max took a bite of a pretzel, looking over at him in his self-pity.
"Oh come on," she tried to make him feel better, "You were a pretty good kisser Fang. Plus, aren't there all those chicks talking to you on the blog, asking to be your girlfriend? You're doing just fine."
Fang stopped, "But, I think people only need one person in their life. Don't you think, Max?" He cut the sandwich in half.
She shrugged. Instead of answering, she reached over and grabbed a piece of the sandwich. "You can have the other half, if it will make you feel better or whatever." Fang took the other half, feeling his heart skip at the thought of Max sharing food with him.
"Fang," Max started as soon as she finished her sandwich. "Who's the girl that you like? If you want, I can talk to her about you. You're my best guy friend and all, so I figure I could help."
"Um," Fang started, "I can't tell you."
"Oh, well, you need to have more confidence. Just tell them! Plant a kiss on her or something!"
"But, I'm not like Dylan…who's handsome and I don't have Iggy's cocky arrogance."
"Thank God you don't," Max replied. She looked over at Fang, seeing that he was being serious about what he said. "Hey," she leaned towards him. Fang dropped his head down to look at her. She stood up on her toes and pressed her lips against his. The kiss lasted for awhile, and when Max pulled away, she smirked, "That was a really good kiss. Now, go do that to the girl you like. She'll easily fall head over heels. You seriously need to stop doubting yourself Fang." Max smirked, "You have a lot to offer."
Fang suddenly blushed. "Uh…thanks Max."
"What are friends for?" Max hit his shoulder and walked way, finishing the rest of the sandwich.
"You idiot," Fang muttered, lifting his fingers to his lips.
"Did you say something?" Max turned around.
"No," Fang shook his head, "Nothing."
Max smirked, "You really don't get it, do you Fang?
"Get what?"
"Any girl would like you if you told her how you felt."
Max walked away, completely oblivious to the fact that she was the very one whom Fang had admittedly liked.
Fang went back to the guys, trying to convince himself that one day, he would tell Max how he really felt.
I hope you enjoyed this one piece. This was inspired by the drama group at my school. They performed a 30x60, which is 30 handwritten plays in 60 minutes. the sports group wrote a play called "A Sleepover the breaks the Gender Barrier". So, this is my take on what they did.
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Rose Schroth