Chapter 1, Maximum Ride Fan Fiction
I walked down the hall to the living room with a big yawn, my light, almost could be blonde but isn't that light, brown hair was draped over my shoulders, in my eyes and a complete mess. My brown eyes scanned the floor, the smooth, cold hard wood floor. I was still in my pajamas, the bottoms consisting of a pair of Fang's Transformers Bumblebee pants and my black tank top, with my brown wings pulled in against my back on the outside of my shirt that when opened up had a wing span of 14 feet.
When I entered the family room, which was tied in with the kitchen being against the wall, and me starring into the family room I looked over to see fang at the stove. I walked over, smelling something pretty tasty and looked over his shoulder, wrapping my arms around him under his to see him cooking eggs. I pressed my lips against his bare shoulder since he was shirtless and wore black and white plaid pajama pants and I stood on my tiptoes as I watched him cook the eggs, he was making scrambled eggs.
"Morning Max," Fang said to me with a small smile playing on his lips. Fang had black, longish hair that dropped around his face and a little near his eyes. He had dark brown eyes and black wings, which I was pressed, up against and felt his soft feathers against my open chest and arms.
"Mmm, morning Fang," I yawned softly and snuggled into him a little.
He placed a hand on my left one and touched the ring on my ring finger with his and laced his fingers into mine. "Did you sleep well dear?" He asked me with a little smile still on his face.
"Mmmmhmm," I said with a nod. Fang and I had been married for two months now and were in our mid twenties, lived together and occasionally called the other flock members to see how they were doing. We owned a house in Missouri out in the Ozarks in the woods where no one would drop in on us or try selling us anything. The world had already been saved, humans were no longer in danger of there being an end of the world and we could relax without anyone coming and trying to kill us.
Fang pushed the spatula under the heap of scrambled eggs in the frying pan and plopped them onto a plate, it was a lot of scrambled eggs, which was good cause we burned calories fast and I liked food. He nudged me lightly to let go of him and he walked over to the kitchen table when I did and placed the large plate down and got out two paper plates and set them at two seating spots. I opened the fridge and grabbed a gallon of milk and a jar of strawberry jelly and placed the jar on the table.
I took the gallon of milk over to the counter and took out two glasses from a cupboard above it and placed them down then poured the milk into the glasses. I put the milk away and carried the glasses to the table as fang came over with a knife for the jelly and two forks, one for each of us. I sat down and took some eggs off the large plate and then opened the jelly and plopped some of it on to my eggs. And don't dare say it's gross if you've never tried it.
"Eggs are great love," I said with a small giggle as I shoveled a fork full into my mouth and he laughed at me.
"Don't eat to fast Hun, don't want you to get a tummy ache." He reached over and took my left hand with his right hand and gave it a light squeeze and began eating his eggs. His thumb rubbed my palm and it tickled ever so slightly which made me blush.
After finishing up breakfast and doing the dishes and I went over and took a seat on the couch next to fang who pulled me into his lap and kissed my neck. I wiggled around a little, giggling.
"Fang, we need to talk," I said with a soft smile and he nodded to me.
"What's up?" he asked me with a small smile playing on his lips as he kept kissing my neck, teasing me.
"I was wondering… w-when do you want to, ya know, have kids?" I was blushing and nervous at my question.
Fang stopped kissing my neck and let his lips rest there. I could feel his warm breath on my neck and it was making me fell all tingly. We never talked about having kids before and just dropping the ball like that I don't know how it made him feel. I gently took his hand and gave it a little squeeze before he kissed my jaw line up by my ear and took his mouth away from my skin.
"Well…" he began to speak, "it doesn't seem like a bad idea and it might be nice seeing you pregnant and holding our first child." He smiled a little and I let out a sigh of relief and kissed his nose.
"Good, you had me scared there for a second that I shouldn't have said that," I said softly and slumped down with my head against his shoulder and my eyes closed. I was glad I hadn't freaked him out by asking about kids, actually scratch that, I was excited.
Fang actually wanted to have kids and I couldn't help feeling overwhelmed with joy about that. I wanted to start making a family with him, I mean, Id been in love with him basically since we were 14, and here I am now, 22 and married to him. I don't know how anything could get any better.
It felt like forever till my eyes opened and I was looking up at the side of Fangs face and smiled a little. I sat up a little and kissed his cheek softly and his arms were automatically squeezing me, his eyes opening sleepily and he smiled at me sleepily.
"Thought you could get away?" he laughed softly.
I shook my head, "nope, not in a million years," I said with a smile on my face.
"Good!" he exclaimed and began tickling him, sitting on top of me now on the couch and making me laugh like crazy. My cheeks grew red and I began coughing and he realized it was time to stop. His hands came to rest on my sides and he leaned down and kissed my nose. "Sorry love, just wanted to ruff around a little," he chuckled and got off of me allowing me to stand up.
"Yeah well," I thought for a second, "be careful when I become pregnant," I said softly I just needed something to say.
"I'll protect that belly with all my life Madame," he bowed to me with a smile, making me laugh softly.
I took his hand and he stood up straight and I kissed his lips softly and he kissed back just as soft. "Love you Fangy," I giggled a little and watched a little smile creep onto his face.
"I love you too Maxie," he said gently and wrapped his arms around me, wings and all, making me pull them in tighter and I wrapped my arms around him lovingly, closing my eyes.