Hello again, people! I'm, like, soooooooooooooooo glad that I got reviewed! I've written other fanfics before, but doing a Max fanfic is a bit different than Warriors. So anyway, I'm here to write the next chapter. I hope it'll be longer. I hope I like it. Otherwise, I'll, like, have to re-write it. Anyway, on with the story!
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Diary Drabbles
Chapter 2
Chapter 2, Part 1: Fang
Dear Diary,
This is way too bizarre. I kissed a girl today. And no, this time it wasn't Max. What was I thinking? What if Max had seen? She'd never love me if she had seen me kissing Lissa in school. It's not that I don't like Lissa; she's very nice and very pretty. And unlike Max, she actually bothers to run a brush through her hair more than twice a month. But I don't know, she's just so, non-flocky. When I had my hand on her back it felt so flat and, I don't know, weird, I guess. I never really had the chance to examine non-flock human backs before, but hers felt weird. And I could never fly anywhere with her. Her bones are so heavy, and she couldn't breathe thin air like the flock can, and she's so wimpy. She'd be snapped in half by an eraser without it even trying. The eraser wouldn't even have to morph. But Max… I like a hard-core girl. Just saying, that chick's tough. And pretty. And travel-compatible. That's more than what I could ask for. Maybe she'll come around to show her true feelings for the Fang. Yeah, right.
-Fang
Chapter 2, Part 2: Max
Dear Diary,
I saw Fang kissing a girl today. A non-flock, full-human girl, at that! Ugh! I don't want to admit it, but I was SO jealous. Am I not the one who's saved his skinny little ungrateful ass more times than I can count? Where would he be if I hadn't been around? Oh, that's right: DEAD. And how does he repay me? By kissing some stupid, human, red-headed wonder. She's not so great. And who likes red haired people anyway? (A/n: I have a red-headed brother and two red-headed friends, so this is the perfect opportunity to slam them) Fang is so, Fang. I can't believe that he would show emotion to some girl he just met! I've known him his whole pathetic life and he was still so, expressionless. Almost dead. Oh, and thanks voice, for saying duh. What the hell does that mean? Unless… does Fang like me? Did he do that to make me jealous? Nyah, that's stupid. Forget I said anything. I just wanna go punch a wall in. Or I'll just do that to Fang's face. He won't be so adorably hot then. To other girls, I mean…
-Max
Chapter 2, part 3: Angel
Dear Diary,
I've been reading Fang's and Max's minds tonight. It's funny how crazy for each other they are. They need to get a clue. Celeste and Total think so too. Okay, I know, Celeste's just a stuffed bear, and we all know they can't talk, but Total, our dog, he's a little chatterbox. It's funny, he still thinks like a dog, even though he can talk. I've caught him thinking the weirdest things. Anyway, back to Fang and Max. They're so funny together. It's like, cat-and-mouse (a game we play in school, also a phrase I've heard my teacher think when the Headhunter comes into the classroom to check on us), they just keep going around and around and around, but one will catch up to the other eventually, I can feel it. I could just convince one of them to tell the other how they really feel, or get Gazzy to do one of their voices telling the other that they love them. That would be hysterical. But for some reason, I think I'll just sit back, read (minds, of course, but books are okay too), and enjoy the story. It just keeps getting better.
-Angel
Chapter 2, Part 4: Nudge
Dear Diary,
Angel just told me about what she'd been hearing in Fang's and Max's heads. I then told Iggy and Gazzy and we all busted up laughing. It's just so… weird. Fang and Max, jeez. Iggy said that they would never in a million years get together. You know, pride. And we had to manipulate. We begged Angel to use her ideas, but she wouldn't. She said it was too funny to end. Maybe she's right. Darn, I hate it when I'm wrong and someone else is right. Like when I accidentally said my fake name was Tiffany when I first told the FBI that I was Krystal. Then I ended up with Tiffany-Krystal for a name. What kind of a name is that? It sounds so, you know, weird. Like, when I forget that Iggy is blind weird. But he's so dang good at everything. It's like he's part, I don't know, what's a bird that can do things in the dark pretty well? He and I are so different. He's tall, I'm short. He's pale white, I'm black. His hair is so manageable. Mine's like a mane. Like a lion, but dark. I wonder if the school has ever tried a Human/Lion hybrid. I wonder if that would turn out well. I don't think so. It'd be like, a super bad eraser. Maybe worse. I wonder if they would morph or just sort of look like a lion. Erasers are freaky. But they're also little pink things that you use to fix your mistakes in school. I wish life was like that. Whenever you don't like something, just erase it. I'd be erasing erasers all over the place. Hehe… erasing erasers. I should tell Angel that Ari likes Max. Oh, wait, she's probably reading my mind, or has already. Didn't she tell Max that before I even read his Diary? Why is everyone so into keeping a diary? I don't get it. Course, there are a lot of things I don't get nowadays. Like, what's up with Max and saving the world? I haven't seen much of it. Okay, I've seen the Rockies, Death Valley (much to my dismay), New York, and a little of DC. Anne bought me a pair of DC shoes. They have a sign on them that's shaped like a building in DC. They're cute. White with pink DC signs on them. They're shaped like a building in DC. They're cute. Did I just say that? I'm writing this in pen, so I guess it's too late to care. It's late outside. Like, dark. I want it to be light so I can go back to school. School is so new and interesting. It's nothing like "The School". This one doesn't have to be capitalized. And it doesn't smell hospitally. And it's not filled with whitecoats that want to run freaky tests on us and do experiments on us against our will. The teachers hardly ever wear white coats. White is such a god awful color. So plain and boring. Just splash some freaking paint on, please! Have you ever stared at a plain white piece of paper? It's boring for a while, and then it's just plain scary. Like when I touched the Vietnam Wall. Now that was scary. You wanna know what else is scary? Ghosts. I watched a movie about them back in the house in Colorado with Angel one time. We were so freaked, we both couldn't sleep that night. Which reminds me, it's night now. I should sleep. G'night, Diary.
-NuDgE
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Did you like that one? Good. I had to end it with a nice long Nudge one for ya. Hers are always fun to write. I should get around to Iggy and the Gasman next chapter or something. But I'm hoping to get into the whole "You looooooooove me!" think from the third book. That made me lol so hard, I put post-its in those pages so I could go back and reread them anytime I wanted. Anyway, read and review!
-Lin aka: Golden Ice