Babble!
Ch. 1
I shifted in my seat already uncomfortable. Was I captured by the School or Itex being tortured and interrogated. No. Was the FBI trying to get some freaking crazy lady to adopt us again? Nope. Bu all of these were definitely better options then the real thing.
Me the great invincible Maximum Ride was being tortured and humiliated on a talk show. Hosted by who other then our own Nudge. We were all still at my mom's house. When Nudge and Angel thought it would be fun to set up a fake studio in Mom's living room and have us all on the show.
Nudge had named the show Babble, perfect huh.
I was up first as surprise guest on the show. Later on Iggy and Fang would all be guests also. Right now they are both 'backstage' a.k.a. the kitchen. Mom, Ella, and Angel were the Audience, for the show. Gazzy was using his mimicking power to be both the announcer and the sound effects guy.
Oh, and Total was security. I can just see him taking down a big dangerous threat to the studious, can't you?
Gazzy was introducing the show now. In a voice that sounded strangely similar to Ryan Seacrest.
"Introducing our host Nudge!" Gazzy yelled in Ryan's voice before coming quiet.
Nudge walked in from the hallway and sat down in the chair next to mine.
"Ok," Nudge started. "Today joining us we have Maximum Ride!"
Ella, Mom, and Angel all cheered.
Nudge was bouncing up and down in her chair. I quickly tried to remember what the heck we'd given her for breakfast.
"So would you mind answering some questions for us." Nudge asked ever so innocently.
I shrugged, Nudge took it as a yes.
"Ok, so are like you and Fang a couple or does it just seem that way," Nudge randomly blurted.
I choked struggling for words, and a nice come back. Oh god, someone kill me now.
"Nudge new question," I finally managed.
Nudge looked at me brown eyes wide and innocent. "But Max," she whined. "Remember you signed a legal document promising you'd say everything truly, and answer all the questions, or Angel could force you to talk."
I looked at Nudge slightly annoyed and holding back laughter at the same time. "Legal document? Your contract was written in purple crayon!"
I felt a tug on my hand Angel looked up at me blue eyes wide.
"Max," she pleaded.
I winced, "Fine. Whatever." Ok someone remind me to never trust Nudge and Angel again; when they ask me to sign a random paper.
Nudge quickly resumed her job as talk show host.
"Mkay, Max so, how old are you?
I looked at her in disbelief, "What?"
"Maaaax, just answer the question."
I could see Fang smirking at me across the room and I narrowed my eyes at him.
"I'm fourteen," I replied to Nudge.
"So, you are like some genetically mutated freakish girl with wings who lived in a cage for the first ten years of her life, Right?"
"Yes, Nudge."
"Did you enjoy those ten years Max?"
I couldn't help it I looked at Nudge like she was freaking nuts. Nudge must have realized she had picked a bad question and moved on.
"Okay what do you like better cupcakes or muffins? I mean cupcakes are like awesome. They're like sugar frosted, awesomely tasting deserts from heaven. Muffins are just like, Blah."
"Ok, Muffins."
"Do you have a favorite color?"
"Uhhh." I quickly began to realize that I didn't have a favorite color; I never really had any extra time to choose one.
Nudge started bouncing in her seat, again. "Come on Max you must have a favorite color there's, blue, red, green, yellow, purple, orange, pink, and black. Then there's all the in between things like sky-blue, macaroni yellow, light pink, cranberry, grey, sparkly pink, magenta, sunshine yellow, navy blue, lime green, red-violet, turtle green, aqua…"
"I LIKE BLACK, OK!"
"Oh, why's that, is it because its Fang's favorite color."
I blushed, and then I heard someone choking in the kitchen and Iggy laughing.
"Next question," I choked out.
"So did you blush because you like Fang?"
"NUDGE!"
Nudge smirked, "is that a yes?"
"No Nudge it means I quit," I said jumping up from my seat.
Audience, "awwwwwwwww…"
"Ok," Nudge said. "Next we have Fang."
End 3