Chapter 2:
A/N: Wow! It's been like uber long since I've written anything and I'm extremely sorry about that. Max is going to act different b/c she wants to change. So I hope this chapter will make up for my other downfalls ^_^
Max POV
After no luck finding the "bear", I quickly made my way back to our house before it got dark. I opened the front door grudgingly to see no one waiting to pounce. I immediately became paranoid. Quietly shutting the door, I made my way towards the kitchen. Almost simultaneously, I hear the laughter and smell the cookies. My wariness dropped and I strode into the room. From glance, I'd guess Iggy was helping/teaching Angel and Nudge how to make cookies. On second thought, it'd be more likely Iggy was doing this to lessen my anger because of some trouble he did while I was gone. Then again his partner in crime isn't here at the moment…though it's not like Iggy can't go solo…it's just more likely…unless it's REALLY bad.
"It's not like that, Max. Iggy was helping us because we wanted to make these for you and he didn't want us to burn down the house. He's not in trouble." Angel responded to my thoughts.
Iggy's sightless eyes turned towards me in the doorway with a fake pained look. "Max, you would jump to conclusions about me and assume the worst. Do you not trust me?"
"No." I answered.
He grinned playfully. "Good, you shouldn't. I got to keep you on your toes."
Before I made my witty comeback, the oven timer went off. Not even hesitating, I jerked open the door with the nearest towel I could reach. The four of us sat at the table savoring our cookies. Nudge giggled, "Max. You have chocolate all around you mouth and it's dripping on you!"
"Don't get it on you bikini! It's new and you don't want to stain it," Angel scolded.
I laughed and started sucking my fingers to get every drop of chocolate. Gazzy entered with Fang in tow in search of cookies. "You all started without calling us!"
"First come – first serve!" Nudge sing-songed as she grabbed two more cookies.
Gazzy started wolfing down cookies and Fang grabbed a short stack in one hand. He silently was eating them whole while staring at me licking myself clean.
"You missed some right here," he gestured at his own chest. I looked down – I forgot about that bit. Hmmmmm…time to humiliate Fang.
"Whoops! My tongue can't reach that far…Fang—lick it off for me." I slightly stuck my chest out towards him. Brigid can't have him that easy.
Fang then proceeded to choke on a cookie and turned the deepest unfanglike red. Iggy started laughing until he cried and the little kids were stunned. After getting over the initial shock, they joined in the laughing because of Fang's reaction. He got up to walk away when I made another snap decision before he got too far.
"Iggy? Would you do it for me then?" I asked coyly.
That shut Iggy up and he turned a delicate shade of red. His face made it look like he was replaying my words in his head to find the right answer.
"Why sure Max! I'll always help you out when you're in need." He said generously AND with an unholy grin. He stood up and eerily walked right to me. Fang froze perfectly still in the doorway with an angry expression. Iggy bent his head to my chest and gave a big, wet lick across the top. [A/N: Not ON the boobs, pervs]
"Hm. Good job-all clean. Thanks for helping me out."
"No, thank you." Iggy licked his lips. "You taste good, Max, a sun, salt, fresh, not quite sure sort of taste."
Get this – I giggled. Fang walked (more like stormed) out of the room completely after our "show". I don't know why, but suddenly I decided. I'm going to win Fang back. He made moves before though I was confused and not ready…but now that we're settled, I want to try. Now he comments about Brigid Frigid Bitch so I have to catch his eye. I think I'll have Iggy help me and together we'll do the impossible…make me girly and attractive. I'll talk to him after our cookie snack.
I walked over to Iggy while he was doing the dishes. I climbed onto the island and laid across the granite on my stomach.
"Iggy?" I asked coyly (practice, you know?) His sightless eyes looked up. "What are you doing? Are you ON the counter? That's unsanitary."
"I'm talking to you while lounging on the counter. Wash it later. So Iggy, your evil. Can you help me?" I jump to the point while staying evasive. I need to keep him intrigued.
"Okay-do tell. What do you possibly need my evil services for?"
"Didn't you find it weird how I openly flirted earlier and now I'm "draped" across the counter in a becoming way –if you could see it?"
"Well of course. But I thought it was mood swings or something. But now I'm getting highly suspicious. What's going on that you've changed in this way?"
"I've decided to –cliché as it sounds- win Fang's heart. Now that we're settled I want to try. But I'm out of my league- I need fine-tuning. That's where you come in. Together we'll set up situations that push Fang (and me) in uncomfortable conversions or actions or something, I need him to notice me more than BFB or RHW. I'm able to do some things, but your better at this. (Deep breathe) In conclusion…I need you to make me into a beach bunny."
Iggy continued to stare at me wide eyed. They were gradually growing when I was talking.
"You…you…y-you want to be a beach b-bunny?" He gasped in shock and disbelief (who can blame him?).
"Yeah, that's what I said. Can you help me?"
An unholy grin came across his face. "I get the chance to embarrass Max and Fang plus do the inevitable- hook them up. God, you'll wear make-up and everything! I'm completely in!"
Thus, started the make-Max-girly phase. Iggy gave me tips about how to look at him and then slowly look away (sticky eyes) because it drew the guy's attention (goodness knows how the BLIND boy knows this). Or he told me to smack his arm flirtatiously and giggle (I've practiced that). Now the only problem is make-up. We decided we should involve Nudge to help, but she might tell Angel, so we're including her too. Then because Gazzy shouldn't be the only one left out—we're telling him. But I'm way too chicken to tell them so Iggy's doing it for me. We even have a scheme to set it up. I'm going to entertain Fang in the family room (probably watch TV) and Iggy is going to fill in the younger kids and we predicted their squeal and decided that was my cue to go check on them. Then Nudge will do my makeup and talk it out of her system. When the makeup is done, I'll see Fang and explain Nudge and Angel decided to paint my face (which should be a satisfactory explanation). That's how we'll tell the kids, get me starting to wear makeup, and begin our masterminded plan. We all have roles: Fang-victim, Me- hunter *giggle-I'm getting better!, Iggy- brains, Gasman- the talker (he'll make innocent comments to Fang about me so I'll always be on his mind), Nudge- make-up artist and girl counselor (Iggy's not that good in that department), and Angel- mind reader (so we always know what he reacts to and we can go in that direction.)
All of this will begin the orderly chaos tomorrow after lunch. Fang won't know what hit him! ;p
A/N: Please review! My specialty is Fax and I can't wait to bring more for everyone but I need your thoughts and comments. I'll hopefully update soon ^_^