Here it is, the not-so-long-awaited chapter two! I couldn't help it, even though I only got one review (thanks reviewer) I really wanted to update again.
Disclaimer: No, I still don't own Maximum Ride, and I don't see that changing anytime soon.
I love flying. We all do, it is one of the perks of being a genetic freak. My black wings shone in the sun as I took deep, powerful strokes. Max flew to my left, Iggy above me, Gasman below and Angel and Nudge were on the other side of Max.
We were trying to get as far away from the School and Itex as possible. Even if that meant flying for five hours without any breaks. We wouldn't be able to keep it up much longer, but I wasn't going to be the first to crack. No worries though, Nudge would speak up any minute now.
"Hey Max, I'm hungry, can we stop and get like some burgers or something? Oh! How about we stop for some ice cream too? Or maybe we could..." Told you so.
"Nudge! Okay guys, we need to stop and re-fuel. Fang, ideas?"
I scanned the ground below us quickly. It was a rather large city, and I thought that we were somewhere is Colorado. It would have to be a restraunt or a grocery store.
Glancing up at Max, she read my expression.
"Fine, but we can't stay for long." She looked back towards the ground. "We can land right there." She pointed to a spot that was hidden by trees, mostly. It should hide our landing, that is, unless someone just happened to be standing near by. "Angel and Ig, you two go first. Then Nudge, Gazzy and Fang. Let's head down guys!" When Max finished giving her directions, we flew down in the order we were given. Max went down after me, just like always.
Once we had safely landed, we folded our wings in and pulled the windbreakers on tightly. We looked, almost normal.
"Okay, let's go. Try to blend in." Before we could take a step Angel called out, "Who has Total?" I hate that dog, not kidding in the slightest. He is so annoying. Normal dogs are bad enough, just try having one that can talk.
"I got him." Iggy called out, shifting Total from one arm to the other. Angel appeared satisfied and we began to walk towards the nearest food place.
"Oh please Max, can we get some of these cookies. Look! They even have little chocolate chips in them, pleasepleaseplease!" Angel and Nudge had teamed up and her. Max was going on about how we couldn't buy everything and how we didn't know how much money we had left in our account.
"I know that we can't get everything," Nudge complained, "but what if we put back the pretzels or something, I mean, pretzels are so gross." Max looked in my direction for help, and I walked over. I had to do something, those pretzels are mine.
"Come on you two, think about it. Those cookies will be gone in five minutes knowing you two and then what will you have? How about we get some granola bars instead. They have chocolate chunk." Max pleaded with the kids, but they refused to give up.
"We aren't getting the cookies." I simply stated, I tried to make it sound like I actually believed that they would listen to me. Yea right.
"Fine, but we are getting them next time." Nudge replied, then walked off. Angel stood there, looking confused. Max turned to me, shock plastered on her face.
"Well that was easy. How did you do that?" She asked.
"Maybe you just don't know how to deal with kids as well as I do." This was actually really funny, seeing how I had no earthly clue why they listened to me.
My saying this seemed to irk Max, because she made a face and walked off after Nudge. Angel still stood infront of me, staring.
"What?" I asked. She didn't answer, she just shook her head and continued to stare. I in turn, walked off, she was freaking me out and I didn't want her to read my mind and figure that out. I also needed to find Ig and Gazzy before they blew something up. I was definatly ready to get out of here.
The large pile of food lay before us. We hadn't touched it yet, Max wouldn't let us because Gasman had to take a "little break" as Max called it. Hey, I am all for him doing his business elsewhere. Sadly, the second he stepped out from behind a tree, Iggy's ears perked up and he cocked his head slightly, listening to something that we couldn't hear.
We all held our breath so he could hear it as well as possible.
"Erasers!" He called out, and we jumped to our feet.
"Having a picnic?" A voice called out from behind us. Do I actually have to tell you who it was? That's right, I think you know.
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