Max~
"Dyl? Come here for a sec?" I asked beckoning to the drawer I was kneeling by. He looked more than ever, like a certain someone. Especially, in his dark jeans and tight fitting black t-shirt, that made me want to cry out. And that's saying a lot, considering I'm Maximum Rid- Maximum Martinez.
"What's up, Max?" Dylan answered, kneeling down, to get to my height. I rolled my eyes, and resisted the urge to respond, "the sky".
"Look!" I cried out pointing to something. "Celeste, Angel's old bear!" And that bear was definitely old. How old was it? I sure missed Angel, though. I'd do anything to meet her again. And Fang. And Nudge, the Gasman, Iggy, and even Star, Kate, Holden, Ratchet and maybe… Maya.
But who am I kidding, honestly? I don't care how amazing Maya is, I'm glad I don't have to see her.
Dylan rolled his eyes at me, like Max, you are so incredibly naïve, the flocks haven't met in ages. You haven't heard from them, you haven't even heard from Voice. Let go.
Stupid Dylan.
He knew I'd never let them go, I'd always regret leaving them. And I'd always regret not patching them up.
Oh, Voice? It can be a little confusing. It's that little voice that talks in my head, hasn't spoken to me in a while, but oh well. Who am I to complain, anyway? It annoyed me to death.
"Max? You there?" Dylan waved his hand in front of my face, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Hmm? Oh, yeah, what were you saying?"
Dylan sighed in annoyance, and got up. "Never mind, it won't effect you. You won't give them up, so it doesn't matter. You're to think-headed anyway," Dylan, muttered the last part not meaning for me to hear. A lump of hot anger flew up to my throat.
"I'm not too thick-headed! You're just an insensitive jerk! I've known them since they were babies- they were more important to me then you!" I yelled at him, storming up. Dylan's lips whitened, and pressed together.
"Really? Then why do you stay with me? Remember, when you're precious Fang left you? Remember that? Who stayed by you, and kept you strong? Me! That's right! Me! When you left, who went with you? Me! I've done so much for you Max!" He screamed back at me, his fists clenched by his side.
"Remember when the flock voted me off? Remember that, Superman, huh? Who didn't say anything? You! Who went with me? Fang! Who's saved my butt multiple times- they did! You're no better!"
"Oh, my God, Max! Would you just appreciate me once?" He lowered his voice, adding cold hard steel to it.
"Did you ever," I questioned him, my voice dangerously low. "Think bout how I feel? Not just how you expect me to bow down to you, because you're so high and mighty?" Wonder girl's back.
"Look, Max. You know as well as I do, we can't separate. So, let's stop fighting right now, and go out for lunch." Dylan surrendered, knowing I would win this fight, just like the many others we had.
"Fine," I mumbled slipping on my jacket, and following Dylan to a fancy eating-place. Let's just say… we lived in style now.
"Hello. I am Tony, you're server today. Would you like any drinks?" A waiter asked us, once we settled at a table.
"Um, I'll have a strawberry shake, please." I ordered politely. How un-Max like.
"I'll have a coke," Dylan ordered smoothly, as usual.
Tony nodded and left.
"IwannameettheflockagainIknow youwantmetomoveonbutIlovethe msomuchandcan't." I blurted out, not able to control myself. Some normal human, wouldn't be able to understand me, but Dylan did. And started at me with a stony silence. "Dylan?" I asked again.
"Yeah?" He answered looking down at his lap.
"Well?"
"How- how would you locate them, even if I agreed?" Dylan asked after a long silence. His fingers, twirled the straw in his drink, which Tony just dropped off, absentmindedly.
"I'll post on Fang's blog." I answered, I thought of this answer a long time ago. "I know all of us read it. They'll see."
"And if it doesn't work?" Dylan questioned, watching me sip my shake intently.
"I'll find them somehow, we are famous, after all."
"Max- why do you want this?" He spoke suddenly.
Why did I want this? I know I missed them, for sure. But, why?
"I- I don't know, Dylan. I just feel like- I have too. And, I want too." I answered honestly. Dylan grimaced.
"I don't feel this is right. I'm sorry, Max." I glared at him, angrily. Since, when, did I listen to him? He wasn't the boss of me!
"You know, as well as I do," I mimicked, an image of Gazzy flipping through my mind, "I won't listen to you. And lately, I- well evil is stirring again."
"You're just imagining things, Maximum." Dylan used my full name; he only does that when he's extra annoyed. "You just want to meet them."
"I'm not lying, Dylan!" I defended loudly, making heads spin in my direction. "It's true! I know it!"
"Look, Max. I get it you miss them. So do I. I know how you feel, I do. But you need to let them go, I'm sorry."
"You don't know how I feel. You weren't even part of the flock for that long! And I'm sorry. I'm sorry you don't get it."
"Shut up, Max!" he thundered, his turquoise eyes were flashing at me, dangerously. "Not everything is about you! I miss them too! I miss Iggy, Nudge, Gazzy, Angel- all of them!"
"Maybe you do miss them, but I'm right about the danger." I hissed. "Something's coming, and it's bad. Whether you believe me, or not."
"Fine." Dylan glared at me. I glared back, and narrowed my eyes.
"I will find them, Nudge, Iggy, Gazzy, Angel Star, Kate, Ratchet, Holden, Fang… And Maya. And we'll fight. Its up to you, if you want to join us." I told him, knowing just what to do.
Here I come. Max is back.
Just then, a huge machine slammed down on the building, sending it flying through the roof.
"The end is coming." A horrible voice rang through the room, terrifying tons of people. Shivers ran up my arm, I've heard that voice once. I know it.
Looks like you were right. A voice echoed in my head.
Voice? I thought, no daring to believe it.
That's right, Max. Long time, no see.
