This is my entry for alicecullen42's Maximum Ride contest. It's about rescuing the Flock from her back garden.
Here are the rules - 1. You are able to use a fake name or your username. You don't have to use your real name.
2. You have to mention my homemade eraser thingies and how you get passed them. You may make up a name for them.
3. Can't be more than 5 chapters long.
4. Can be in any form you want. (Ex. Songfic, poem, play, song, etc.)
5. You have to save the whole flock, not just your favourites. (I don't have Dylan. He can die in a hole for all I care)
6. Can have any rating.
7. You cannot kiss Fang. He is mine. You may kiss anyone else in the flock though.
8. Justin Bieber is not allowed to be mentioned. (I love him!! Mine!! If he is mention you will NOT win! He's mine!)
9. You have to use at least one word and one phrase listed at the bottom.
10. Starts April 24, 2010. Ends June 5, 2010.
Words: Potato, poodle, penguin, plate, grapefruit, unicorn, red
Phrases: Yogurt is for horses, pudding is like pudding with a different taste, the sky is as blue as the ocean water
Max: She doesn't own Maximum Ride. That belongs to James Patterson.
Me: Thanks, I'd forgotten about that.
Max: She's not that awesome.
Me: Hey! Do you want to be saved? 'Cause I can just leave you!
Max: Sorry!
So here goes....
I'm incredibly lucky. Or incredibly unlucky, depending on how you look at it.
Me and my mates were just doing our regular Friday night thieving, where we came across something brilliant.
It wasn't a tonne of gold, or jewels. Nor was it Thornton's chocolate. It was the Flock.
As an avid follower of Fang's blog, I knew all about them. I practically worshipped them. But something was wrong.
They were locked up in huge cages in someone's backyard. The irony? They were bird cages. After laughing at this for a good five minutes, I decided to set them free. Then I saw something that would make that difficult.
There were these weird beasts. They looked like Erasers but they weren't. They looked odd. Far too homemade. I must have missed that episode of Blue Peter.
"What are those?" Courtney asked me. Just because I'm the leader, they assume I know everything... They're usually right.
"Home-made Erasers," I told her. "Let's call them... Sharpies."
They all nodded in agreement. Not that they had much choice, my decision is final.
"Are we still gonna get round to some stealing?" Corey asked.
"You bet your ass, lil' cuz," I told him. "But this time, we're stealing bird kids."
"We need a plan." I told the group. It had been about 12 hours we seen the Flock, and I'd rallied up some more support. There were 6 of us in total. Me (Lauren), Corey, Courtney, Rachel, Kieran and Duncan.
"Rachel," I said turning to her. "You're smart. Got any ideas?"
"Ummmmmmm..... No."
Well, this was going well.
"I have an idea," Corey said, raising his hand. Oh, Lord! Corey's ideas were about as useful as a chocolate teapot. His last one had been about a penguin in a Spitfire. We vetoed the idea.
Still, in this situation I couldn't afford to be picky...
"Shoot," I told him.
"Hm?" Courtney said. She's obsessed with guns and ballistics. I glared at her, so she knew it had nothing to do with guns, and that now was not the time for a 'fun fact about guns'.
"Hold on." Corey instructed. "I have to get something ready outside."
We waited until he came back inside. When he did, he led us out to the backyard. There was a large shape under a white sheet.
"Ta-da!" Corey said, whipping off the sheet. "It's a unicorn!"
The object in question was not a unicorn. It was, in fact, a white horse with a cardboard tube cello taped to its head.
"It's a horse."
"No," Corey said, treating me like I was stupid. "It's a unicorn!"
"No, it's a horse with a toilet paper tube stuck to its head!"
He was about to argue with me. A bad mistake. But we both stopped when we seen Rachel.
"Rachel, what're you doing?" I asked.
"Feeding the horse, of course," she answered, placing a bowl of yogurt in front of the horse.
"It's a unicorn!" Corey said, getting really peed off.
"It's a horse."
"Unicorn!"
"Horse!"
"UNICORN!"
"HORSE! See, its eating yogurt! Yogurt is for horses!" She said, like it was the most obvious fact in the world.
"No, yogurt is awesome! I like yogurt!"
"Then you're a horse!"
I hate it when the get into random arguments. Last week, they had an argument about which flavour of pie is the most awesome. It ended in a smashed table, and a broken nose. Corey's blood left a dark stain on our red sofa.
"Guys! Quit changing the subject!" Courtney yelled.
"Oh, you can talk!" Corey said. "We were talking about sailing and you started talking about ninja squirrels!"
"Only because Duncan started talking about pirates!"
"Hey, don't try and pin this on me!"
Kieran kept his mouth shut. Smart man.
If this kept up, all we will have accomplished today will have been giving me a migraine. Then inspiration hit. I stood on the sofa
"GUYS! SHUT THE HELL UP!" I bellowed. They all shut up at once and looked at me.
"I have a plan..."
Sorry, it gets kinda random, but it's fun. The plot will develop more next chapter. I hope you like it! R&R!
TARDIS Queen x