Here, Piggy Piggy
Author's Note
This story takes place during book three, Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports. If you do not want spoilers, don't read it. Well, read it, but after you read the original James Patterson novel.
This is my first story, so I hope you understand if it's not the best you ever read. Please comment and leave any constructive criticism you may have harbored in your fan fiction loving brains. I will answer them in my next author's note and improve my writing. I need at least ten reviews before I upload the next chapter. I plan to do this every Friday night, so check back Saturdays. R&R!
Here, Piggy Piggy
Chapter 1: Avian American
Whoa. Where had the day gone? Anne's one of them, the teachers are corrupted, and The Red Haired Wonder is history. Well, at least I have one small ray of sunshine, even if the other two cancel it out.
As we circle around, I spy with my little eye… a cave! Not the best living quarters we've ever had, but hey! It's a shelter.
"I'll take first watch," I called to my little family
An hour later, the flock is settled down for the night in a damp little crevice I found. Nudge has finally stopped her jabbering and nodded off to sleep. Iggy and Gazzy are tucked in a corner with a manly distance between them. Fang is out for the count against the cold wall, with Angel pressed to his side. One sleek black wing shields the little girl from the chilling wind outside. He's not much for words, but it's the actions that count in my book. We're running out of food, I'll have to get some in the morning…..
The Next Morning...
" Wakey, wakey Max." a voice coos in my ear. I open my bleary eyes just a crack and am temporarily blinded by the bright sun. Then my brain registers the olive face peering down at me.
"Fang! Omigosh I'm so sorry I fell asleep on watch and," he cut me off.
"It's okay Max. I woke up and took over. You needed some sleep." His voice is soothing, with just the right touch of urgency, "Now get up. We need to get some food."
Whoa! Since when is HE making executive decisions? That's my job! Oh well. There's not much I can do now. I jumped off the ledge and into the sky, soaring like an eagle. Ironic simile choice, I know, but that's Avian American humor for you. So as we flapped our way over to Wal-Mart, I questioned my thinking when I agreed to bring the whole flock to the store. Gazzy and a perfume department? That's what I call seriously flawed logic.
Sorry if this chapter was a little short! I was low on inspiration, but I need 6000 words to pursue my dream as a beta reader! Next week, the flock takes Wal-Mart by storm with their twisted senses of humor. Whatever shall the poor humans do when their shopping center is bombarded by mutant freaks? Hilarious! Tune in next time to find out! Read and review people! I need ten comments or I won't post a thing!
