My first attempt at writing a really good random-ish Fax drabbles series, actually my first attempt at writing a Max Ride story. I was listening to Death Cab for Cutie while writing this… Their music makes me happy/sad. Anyways, enjoy!
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The worst thing about being a human-avian hybrid isn't the wings, or the fact that you stick out like a sore thumb in most situations, or that you have hyperacute senses that go insane whenever any adrenaline gets siphoned into your system. .
It's the fact that you have no idea how to eat sushi except with your bare hands…
"Dammit! It escaped again!!"
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The glove compartment
Isn't accurately named
And everybody knows it
It was as if it was a dream- Fang sitting next to me around the fire, the slow crackling lulling me to rest my head against his collarbone, his arms encircling me.
So I'm proposing
a swift, orderly change
The dream continued. I didn't know why he was doing this, but it must have been for some alterior motive…right…?
For behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
And all I find are souvenirs from better times
Now Fang was leaning down, his eyes sparkling darkly in the firelight.
Before the gleam
Of your taillights fading East
I didn't know what I wanted. Should I really let him-?
To find
Yourself a better life
And his lips touched mine, and soon I was kissing him back, breathing in his scent, trying to remember who I was, my personality eclipsed in the kiss, in our love, in his arms holding me close.
I was searching
For some legal document
He pulled away, slowly, gently, and I was content to just be held close to him, the warmth of the fire and his body heat combining to soothe my aching muscles.
As the rain beat down on the hood
When I stumbled upon
Pictures I tried to forget
"Why…?" I asked, but he cut off my question with another kiss, this one more pressing than the first.
And that's how this idea got drilled into my head
Cause it's too important to stay the way it's been
And so I relaxed into his embrace, and the world seemed to stop still for a moment.
Nudge and Gazzy fainted away across the fire.
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"Max?"
"Yes, Angel?"
"Your momma's a tomato!"
"…"
"OHHH SNAP!!!"
"…"
"Max?!"
"Um…how much sugar have you been eating lately?"
"Too much."
"I didn't ask for a certain blind kid's opinion…"
"Be like that. Gosh. Come on, Gazzy. Let's go make out."
"Woo!"
"No! Guys! Stop!!!!"
"…"
"Oh, great."
"Faaaannnggggg!!!"
"What, Nudge?"
"Hug me."
"Um…why?"
"Because human-avian contact is good for people's well-being, and if you aren't hugged or anything before, like, the first year of your life, you become, like, emo. And that's, like, really bad. And then we'd all have to get our, like, noses pierced."
"My ears…they bleed…"
"Give me a hug and I'll shut up."
"HUGGING!"
"Yay."
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Review?
-blake
