Yay! Time to update a story that I DON'T have writer's block for...actually, I have quite a few chapters planned out for this one.
Iggy: 'Bout time you wrote this...
Me: I tried to write it on the way home, but I kept falling halfway asleep then jerking awake due to the fact that I really need to sleep...lol, so instead I read Percy Jackson(OMPJ! ALMOST DONE!). Lol. So, here is, the next, chapter of, RAINY DAY GAMES! Yeah!
Ella, Nudge and Angel happily skipped into the living room with mischievous grins on their faces and hands behind their backs. Fang looked at me with pleading eyes. I grinned.
"Ella, help me get him to your room. We need your vanity for this." I said. Ella handed Nudge something silver and grabbed one of Fang's arms.
"Max, please, don't." Fang begged. Wow, Fang begging, I never thought I'd see the day.
"Sorry, Fang." I said sincerely and grabbed his other arm. Together, Ella and I drug him upstairs and into Ella's room. He was surprisingly calm and didn't struggle, but I know this kid, and the minute he thinks he can, he'll try to escape. That moment was exactly when I expected it to be. When Ella let go of his arm and I loosened my grip he jumped up, only to be knocked back down by me pushing him down with my full weight, which isn't that much, but he was caught off guard.
"Max," he growled, "get off of me!"
"Not a chance." I said, straddling him. "Nudge, rope." Nudge handed me some rope and I began tieing Fang to Ella's chair. I tied the last knot and got off of Fang.
"Okay," I said, "time to get to work. Let's start with this unruly mane of hair." Nudge handed me some scissors as I began cutting Fang's hair, and he didn't struggle a bit, thanks to Angel.
Once Ella and I got done with his hair, which used to be past his shoulders and his bangs were always in his eyes, it was a little bit past the bottom of his ear and it sort of had that side-swept look. And of course he got to keep the bangs in his eyes. He looked really hot, let me just tell you.
"Wow, Fang," Ella said, amazed. "You look," she stopped and looked at me, I gave her a warning glance, meaning 'watch what you call my boyfriend or I may have to murder you in your sleep'. "Great." She finished, although I know that wasn't the word she wanted to use.
"Thanks." Fang muttered, looking at himself in the vanity mirror. He had to witness the whole 'devistating' event take place.
"Well, I think you look hot." I said in spite of myself. I smashed my hand over my mouth, and grimaced as my lip hit my teeth hard. My face was hot enough to fry an egg, and Fang's smirk was enough to make me want to break that pretty little face of his.
"Thanks, Max." He said, still smirking, his eyes telling me he'd never let me live this down. I glared at him and moved my hands back to my sides.
"Time to move to the next stage of the game." I told the girls. Ella and Nudge giggled and Angel was grinning widely. I let a smirk of my own cross over my lips as I went through one of Ella's dresser drawers and pulled out her make-up bag. Fang's eyes widened and my smirk grew into a full fledged smile. "I'll let you take over this time, Ella. Nudge can help you, and Angel, well you know what to do. I'll go get the next step ready." I said, handing Ella the make-up bag and exiting the room. Oh how I love messing with Fang. But it's time to convince Iggy to help us.
"Yo, Ig," I called from the living room. He walked in from the kitchen and looked at me. It's creepy how he can do that even though he's blind.
"You rang?" He said and sat down in the chair in front of me. Still not seeing how, but neither is he. Get it? 'Cause he's blind and--Oh, never mind.
"Yeah, I need your help." I said. I told him the whole plan and he was grinning by the end.
"I'd love to." He said.
"Great." I grabbed his arm and led him to my room, where I prepped him for his part.
~Fang's POV~
I hate Max, so much. I wish she'd fall into a black abyss full of burning hot molten lava that would melt her entire body and liquify her to the core. Yeah, I'm that ticked at her. Nudge held my head still as Ella started putting this crap on it. I think she called it something like 'foundation'. But isn't that used for buildings?
"Okay, Nudge, which blush do you think would look better on him? The dark pink or the light?" Ella asked, holding up two canisters of powdery pink stuff that looked the same color to me.
"Light, definantly." Nudge answered. Ella nodded and put one of the canisters, apparently the dark pink, down. She picked up something like a huge paintbrush, swirled it in the pink powder, and began applying it to my face.
"Oh, this eye shadow would look gorgeous on him!" Nudge exclaimed, handing Ella another canister filled with a light purple powder.
"Nah, I got his eyes covered. They're they same as mine, only darker, and I got that one set that makes your eyes POP." Ella said, popping her 'p'.
"Ooh, I wanted Max to get me that, but she said no." Nudge sadly told her. The thing I hated most about this, I couldn't fight back. I wanted to badly in my subconcious, but Angel was controlling my...concious and that part of me just wanted to sit here and be made over. Ella continued my makeover by putting crap all over my eyes and then my lips.
"There," she said as she recapped her lipgloss. "You look beautiful Fang." Nudge and Angel started giggling and I felt myself regain my own control. Ella stepped aside so I could see myself in the mirror, and I screamed, horrified. I had all sorts of crap covering my face. My eyelids were green, my lips were bright pink, and my face had more color to it than usual. My cheeks were red, and it felt like I had peanut butter smeared all over my face. The crap was caked onto me. I hated it and wanted more than anything to go wipe it off, but I was still tied to the chair.
Max walked back in then, and her mouth dropped before she burst into uncontroable hysterics.
"F-Fang," she gasped between laughs, "you look," she snickered and guffawed again, "so pretty!" This, of course, caused Angel, Ella and Nudge to burst into a round of I Feel Pretty. Did I mention, I hate Max.
~Max's POV~
"Okay," I said after my giggles subsided. I tried not to look at Fang, for that would've made me laugh again, and I tried to ignore the girls' singing I Feel Pretty. "Time for stage three. Ella, my room." Ella stopped singing and joined me at Fang's chair. I untied him and we grabbed him quickly before he could run away. With a little help from Angel, we manged to get him to my room. I held him down on the bed while Ella walked into my closet to get his 'costume'. You are going to laugh your head off at this next part.
Nudge and I stripped Fang down to his boxers (He has a six pack!) and Ella walked out with Fang's outfit. We put it over his head and were happy to find that it fit perfectly. After adjusting Fang's attire one more time, I stood back to admire my handiwork. Here's the part you'll laugh at.
Fang was now standing in front of me, with make up caked all over his face, and he was wearing one of my mom's old dresses. The red one with rhinestones down the side. I couldn't help it, I fell to the floor, laughing my bum off and trying to call Iggy in. Nudge and Angel began laughing too, and Ella was able to call Iggy before she, as well, fell to the floor in giggles. Iggy walked in wearing a tuxedo I found in the attic, and he walked over to Fang, stepping over us giggly girls. He wrapped his arms around Fang and kissed him on the cheek.
"I can't wait for our wedding either, Fang," he said, "but I was thinking we both wear tuxes. Or at least I wear the dress. It would flatter my figure much more." Fang glared at him, although the effect was lost, and shoved him away. He then glared at me, and I stopped laughing at once. That was his 'I seriously despise you at this moment in time and wish you'd fall into a vat of toxic waste and die' glare, and I never, ever, wanted to get one of those. I stood up and walked over to him.
"I'm sorry, Fang, we were just having fun." I said, managing to stifle all my chuckles. He continued glaring at me, so I wrapped my arms around him and laid my head on his shoulder. "If it helps, I think you make a pretty girl." The laughing trio on the floor was now joined by Iggy who lost it at my last comment.
"Will you ever forgive me?" I asked in my sweet, innocent, 'I'd never do anything to hurt and/or embarrass you' voice. Fang wrapped his arms around my waist and sighed.
"I hate when you do that," he muttered into my hair, "of course I forgive you." I smiled and pulled away from him.
"Good, because now I want you to do one last thing, then you can change and go wash that gunk off your face."
"What?" He asked nervously.
"Numa Numa." I said. I picked up my camera off my bedside table and pressed record, at the same time Ella managed to stop laughing enough to hit play on my radio and the song Numa Numa blared out of the speakers.
"Myiahe, myiahu, myiaha, myiahaha, myiahe, hyiahu, myiaha, myiahhaha," some Romanian guy sung. Fang rolled his eyes, then began lip synching with the song and pumping his arms in the air, imitating the 'Numa Numa kid' on youtube. If you haven't seen the video, you should, the kid's great!
Once the song was over I said, "This is the NEW Numa Numa kid!" and pressed stop on my camera. Then, I fell to the floor laughing again. My sides ached from laughing so much, but I couldn't stop. Fang ran towards the door, but stopped as it swung open.
"What the-?" My mom asked, looking Fang up and down. "I was just gone for twenty minutes." I could see Fang's blush through his make up as he ran out of the room and into his own.
"I-it makes him feel pretty." I laughed. Mom sighed, grinning, and rolled her eyes.
"I think next time, I'm hiring a babysitter..." she said. A babysitter? For three fourteen-year-olds, a thirteen-year-old, and three younger children. Why?
"Maybe then you won't abuse one another with make-up and my old clothes." She finished. We all finally stopped laughing, at the same time Mom started. "But that was good, I have to admit." She told us. I took the SD card out of my camera and slipped it into my pocket. I have to remember to burn this on a disc.
Whoo! Okay, there you go. This was pretty much written over a two day period, but whatevs. It's done now.
Iggy: And we're back in the town that the hospital's in.
Me: But this time we're in a hotel. Holiday Inn Express at that matter.
Iggy: And we'll be here 'till Sunday.
Me: Even though my sister just got released tonight.
Iggy: But we'll enjoy our time here.
Me: We're going to the mall! I may not like shopping, but that still excites me!
Iggy: And the horsepark.
Me: That excites me as well!!!!
Iggy: So, yeah...
Me: It's about 2 AM and my parents and lil sis are asleep in the bed beside us. Me and Iggy have to share a bed. AND DO NOT THINK OF THIS FACT IN A PERVERTED WAY OR I WILL SEND NUDGE ELLA AND HER MAKEUP BAG AFTER YOU!
Iggy: Yeah, it sucks, so now, why don't we go to sleep?
Me: Kay. We're gonna go to sleep. I just need my MP3 player and I'll be sit. OHEMPEEJAY! DID YOU HEAR THAT IGGY?! SOMETHING WENT BOOM!
Iggy: -sigh- It was a door closing.
Me: Haha, right...okay, so goodnight everyone.
R&R?? Please??? Or I'll send my 'style team' after you and you will be forced to dance to NUMA NUMA! An awesome Romanian love song!
