iPod Challenge:
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterward!
4. Do ten of these and then post them.
1.) Jumpstart: These Kids Wear Crowns
I glanced at my reflection in the mirror.
Perfect.
Well, to my standards anyway.
My long blond hair was up in a messy bun, I was wearing loose jeans and a clean shirt, and my eyes glittered mischievously.
But I wasn't going on a date.
I was going to paint.
My canvas waited.
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I grabbed my paintbrush, paints, and turned on the music as I faced the huge window of my flat that overlooked an older part of New York.
I placed the brush, loaded with a baby blue, onto the canvas, as strong arms wrapped around my waist.
Turning in the embrace, I looked into Fang's dark eyes, then in a sudden urge, threw paint at him.
2.) Far Away: Nickelback
He was gone.
My hand wrapped around the memories in the scrapbook, the tears barely suppressed.
Fang was dead.
The rose in my hand seemed lifeless, the fake petals holding one of the dearest memories to me.
Fang's eyes watched me as I practiced my dance steps across my flat floor. The huge window looked over an old part of the city.
He turned off my hip hop music, and I whirled, about to give him a piece of my mind before his lips gently crashed down on mine.
As I glanced up at him questioningly, he merely smiled lightly, and held out a fake red rose.
"What's this?" I quizzed.
"I'll love you until this rose dies, Maximum. I love you."
3.) Firework: Katy Perry
"I think we should get going." Max's voice broke through the haze in my half asleep state, and I irritably glared at her before my head hit the pillow again.
"Go away before I punch you." I grumbled incoherantly.
"Sorry Fang." Max teased.
My usual silent treatment wasn't going to get me anywhere, and neither was my snappy remarks.
"Why are we going?"
"It's New Years Eve tonight. I want to go see the firworks display." Max had that damned tone in her voice, and I knew I would lose this one.
"Fine."
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Which is how I managed to end up here, on the docks, with Max.
Watching a beautiful fireworks display.
Suddenly, her face turned as her instincts told her I was watching her.
Raising her eyebrow, I shrugged before leaning in and kissing her.
4.) Your Love Is My Drug: Ke$ha
Ella's hair meshed over her face, shielding her from Iggy's blatant stares. I almost snorted, but my cereal might have had something to say about that one.
As soon as I finished, I stood up and put my dishes in the sink.
"Ella, can I talk to you?" I asked, my voice unusually soft.
"What is it?"
"Come here." I beckoned.
She curiously followed me into the living room.
"Iggy likes you."
"I know."
"So..."
"I love him back."
My jaw dropped.
"Then go out with him!"
5.) Whatya Want From Me: Adam Lambert
We were getting makeovers.
Again.
My mind furiously cursed at the fact that once again, my long hair would have to be chopped off so that Erasers couldn't identify us.
An hour later, I stood in front of a mirror, my long hair now short, black and silver highlights in it, lightly layered. My outfit was currently dark blue tights, knee high polkadot socks, a neon green shirt, and a grey leather jacket, complete with my signature boots.
Fang wandered over, his usual black outfit replaced with blue jeans and a grey t-shirt. His hair was shorter, and he glanced at me in amusement.
"Whatya want?"
"You look..good." he chuckled.
6.) Ghost: Fefe Dobson
"I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY, YOU STUPID LITTLE DOUBLE CROSSING BASTARD!" Max shrieked at Samuel Foster.
Nicholas Fang watched as ax screamed at her ex-boyfriend once again.
He always cheated on her, and she'd finally found out.
Fang always was there to comfort her.
He tuned out as the swearing grew in volume.
Then it was over.
She stormed over, her hair billowing out like a dark halo.
"I hate boys." she growled.
"I'm sure." Fang grinned.
7.) Right Now (Na Na Na): Akon
My wings snapped out behind me, my breath harsh as I seethed.
Max was mine. Not Fang's.
I was the one built for her, made for her.
I'm her perfect half.
And I want her.
But I can't. I can't not love her. But she loves Fang. Something inside me hurt for a second, and then a memory followed.
"This is going to work?" I asked dubiously, looking over the edge of the roof.
"Positive." Max grinned, but it wasn't a nice smile.
Then she shoved me.
I flailed, my panic escalating, and then my wings snapped out, instinct teaching me.
8.) I'll Make a Man Out of You: Mulan and Shang
"Ready?" Iggy asked Gasman, his blue eyes excited.
"Ready as I'll ever be sir!" Gazzy saluted, holding the Big Max up proudly.
Iggy's mouth curled into a smile.
"Good..."
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"WHAT THE BLOODY GODDAMNED HELL HAPPENED TO MY ROOM!" Max shrieked.
Iggy and Gazzy highfived, huge grins on their faces.
"IGGY! GAZZY!" Max howled, storming out of her room.
Iggy and Gazzy looked at each other.
"Shit."
9.) Just The Way You Are: Bruno Mars
Fang marveled at Max.
Her hair was long and gold in the sunlight, her eyes a constant enigma.
Her body was lithe and tall, her clothing sense the best he knew.
Her smile, when she showed it, was gentle, bringing out her softer side around the kids.
She rarely laughed, but when she did, Fang could listen to it all day.
But she never saw herself as beautiful. Hell, she never counted herself under the pretty catagory.
But Fang would always remind her in his own special way.
Her wings were long and elegant, the feather patterned and littered with color.
He would never replace anything about her.
She was perfect the way she was.
Because she was Max.
10.) Airplanes: B.o.B feat. Hayley Williams
Angel balefully glared out of her cage, terrified under all of her rage.
She wanted Max.
She wanted Fang.
She wanted her Flock.
"Please God, I want Max and Fang to come and save me." she whispered before she fell asleep every night.
And then they did come.
And they did save her.
And Angel was grateful to God.
Maybe a shooting star had crossed over her.
"Max.." she asked.
Max turned.
"Yes sweetie?"
"Do you believe in wishes?"
A/N: So, did you like it? I think it's rather stupid, but it did take me about an hour to write, so it stays. Aha, anyone surprised to see Disney in there?