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Disclaimer: I dont own Max or Fang or their story...JP does. (Sniffle)
Max's POV
Beep. Beep. Beep.
My watch alarm woke me up at 8:00 on the dot.
I noticed when I woke up that it was already a good day. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and I hadn't been gagged and kidnapped while I slept. Yeah, it was a good day!
I rolled out of my sleeping bag, stood up and yawned. After stretching expansively, I looked, bleary-eyed, at my flock. Hmmmm…they were asleep. Not for long!
"RISE AND SHINE, SLEEPY HEADS!! IT'S BREAKFAST TIME!!", I yelled, banging on one of our collapsible camping pots with a spoon. Groans filled the forest clearing we were in, as did the sound of several young mutants rolling over in their sleeping bags. (You may have never heard the sound of several young mutants rolling over in their sleeping bags, but believe me – it is not an acceptable noise.)
After a few more minutes, I had them all up, and roasting breakfast by the fire. I would tell you what I did to get them up, but then I would hze to kill you.
After a few minutes of quiet and munching, I realized. Wait a second….where's Iggy?
He must have crawled back into bed.
"Hey, Ig. Get up!", I growled. He was curled in a ball, completely covered by his sleeping bag.
"Fmphhhh mphhhh minmphhhhs Mmph!" he said, muffled by the layers of sleeping bag over his head.
"What??"
He popped his sleepy blond head out and muttered "Five more minutes Max!"
I grabbed is arms and pulled him out of his sleeping bag, and onto the ground. Protesting all the way, Iggy was dragged to breakfast.
He got up and shot me an annoyed look. Brushing himself off, he muttered, "Man, now my Pyromaniacs Anonymous shirt is dirty."
"Yeah, but your awake. And I need everyone to be awake to vote on our next destination." Everyone perked up visibly when I said that. I think they were all thinking about having some nice hot showers in a hotel.
Fang looked up from his breakfast hotdog and muttered, "Yeah, but what are our options?"
"I wanna go to Disney World again!! That place was soooooo cool!" burst out Angel.
"Omigosh, yeah!", Nudge said, "There were those awesome rides! And they had the greatest cotton candy there. Well, maybe the second greatest – that carnival we went to once had that purple and blue swirlie kind. Remember, Total ate too much and then threw up purple and blue on the Ferris Wheel –
"Nudge!", Fang said.
"Oh. Sorry. " she said, covering her mouth with her hands.
We all glanced at Angel, who was starting to tear up. Total had gone missing a week before, just vanishing in the middle of the night. Angel was heartbroken. Se couldn't look at a dog without sniffling.
"Sooooo. Who has any ideas about where we should go?", I said, trying to change the subject, " I'm good with anywhere we can A) Stay safe, B) Stay fed, C) Stay out of sight. Got it? Oh, and no Disney World. That place was a nightmare"
Gazzy raised his hand. "London, England would be smashing", he said in a perfect British accent.
I smiled. "Gazzy, why would it be smashing? Its rainy, there's official guards all over the place, and it's crowded."
"Yeah," he said, with his patented Gazzy Grin. "But there are cannons, and cool British people there."
"That's a no. Sorry, Gazz. Maybe we could go there on vacation sometime." I said, ruffling his hair.
"Any other ideas?" muttered Iggy. He was probably still pouting from his unorthodox wakeup this morning.
"Yeah", said Fang. He raised his hand sarcastically, and looked at me with his mischievous coal black eyes.
I was surprised. Why hadn't he told me already?
"Yes?"
"I say that we find a nice island and settle down. I mean, we already saved the world. Now we have to save ourselves. We know that the experiments are all getting rounded up and killed, or they are reaching their expiration dates. So we find a nice, secluded island with plenty of food, where we can fly to the main land if we have to. We can build a home there, a place where we can stay and feel safe. Then all we have to do is lay low and survive."
He finished and looked around. Everyone was staring, mouth wide open, at him. Not only were his words shocking, but the fact that he said so many at once. I think that that was probably the most he had ever said in one breath. He was giving Nudge a run for her money.
Noting the shocked silence, he cocked his head and grinned cheekily. "Plus, it could be fun, I mean, who doesn't want a private island?"
I gathered my leadershipness and made a decision. "Ok, all in favor of Operation Private Island say aye!"
A chorus of loud "Aye's" echoed through the clearing, scaring away a couple of birds.
"Alrighty then. I guess we have our destination. " said Iggy, rubbing his sensitive ears.
I clapped my hands. Time to do what I do best. "Okay, lets get down to business and start planning."
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