Flock Watch Chapter 2, a maximum ride fanfic

Me: hello guys! Did you miss me?

Iggy: I know you missed me.

Me: I just love Yu-Gi-Oh the abridged series, it's hilarious!

Iggy:... that was random.

Me: I don't care. [Bakura impersonation!]

Iggy: oh god... we don't own Maximum Ride or McDonalds. But we do own Nikki and Bree (even though she's technically Crazygirl313's) Right, Lilac?

Me: I don't care.

Iggy: Oh whatever.

"It's back on guys, hurry!" Iggy shouted, and the Flock ran into the living room as Iggy fiddled with the knob.

"Hello and welcome back to Flock Watch!" Nikki said happily.

"Our radio show dedicated to the Flock! remember, if you have a Flock sighting, call us at 455-7688 [A/N do NOT call this number. I repeat, do NOT call this number! It could be anybodies!]" Bree giggled.

"A listener wanted to know why the radio station is giving us air time. Truth it, they aren't!" Nikki laughed. "My friend Zane is wiring into their system. The only reason they don't sue us is because we're giving them a ton of ratings. Gotta love us!"

"Say hi to everyone Zane!" Bree urged.

"Um... hi." a guy's voice said over the radio. "I'm Zane..."

"Isn't he adorable?" Nikki asked.

"They can't see me." Zane pointed out.

"You act adorable, Zaney." Nikki said.

"Don't call me that."

"I will if I want to."

"No you won't"

"And what are you going to do about it?"

There was a short silence, and then a gasp and a loud squeal from Bree.

"That." Zane said.

"Eeeeeh?" Nikki squeaked. Bree and Zane laughed.

"For those of you wondering, we'll tell you at the end of the show, okay?" Bree giggled.

"Uh. um... right." Nikki said, sounding a bit dazed.

"Now on to the Flock sightings. Right?"

"Um, yeah. A girl claims to have seen the Flock in south Carolina, like last week! But not in a zoo, they were buying fast food at a McDonalds."

"Oh, they have that right." Nudge giggled.

"Well... we only have a few new sightings, so we're going to have to spread it pretty thin. Here's a song!" Bree said.

Are you ready?
If you ain't got no money take your broke self home
If you ain't got no money take your broke self home

N-U-D-G-E yeah
N-U-D-G-E

We flyin' with wings, up in the sky
We flyin' with wings, livin' the life
In the fast lane and I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy

The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh the flossy, flossy

Wear them gold and diamonds rings, all them things don't mean a thing
Chaperons and limousines, shoppin' for expensive things
I'm not on the movie screens, magazines and boogie scenes
I'm so clean, I'm pristine, I'm not a queen, I'm no machine

I still go to Taco Bell, drive through, raw, yeah
I don't care, I'm still real, no matter how many records I wanna sell
After the show, after the Grammy's I like to go cool out with the Flock
Sippin', reminiscing on days when I had a Mustang and now I'm

winging it up in the sky
Flyin' on wings, livin' my life
In the fast lane and I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy

The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy

I got problems up to here, I got things wanna eat me
Tellin' me these crazy things that I don't want to know
I got no money in the bank and I'd really like to thank
All the fans, I'd like to thank, thank you really though

'Cause I remember yesterday when I dreamt about the days
When I'd rock on MTV, that'd be really cool
Yeah, it's been a long road and the industry is cold
I'm sad my daddy ain't here, he let his daughter go

N-U-D-G-E
N-U-D-G-E

We flyin' on wings up in the sky
Flyin' with wings, livin' my life
In the fast lane and I won't change
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy

The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy
The glamorous, the glamorous, glamorous
By the glamorous, ooh, the flossy, flossy

"Hey, they did one for me!" Nudge said excitedly.

"So far mines the only one that wasn't Fergie." Iggy said with a laugh.

"Another sighting! Really, these are the only two today. C'mon Flock, get out and about!" Nikki said. "Someone saw the Flock in Florida, flying over their house. Suppousedly, the 'Dark, tall one' waved at her. I'm guessing she meant Fang."

"That's a lie." Angel snorted.

"We weren't even in Florida."

"I wouldn't wave to a random stranger"

"That's true."

"Now a song for Max! Originally 'Dear Maria, count me in'. Now, 'Dear Max' what else?" Bree said.

I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Max, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen

When the lights go off
I wanna watch the way you
Take the stage by storm
The way you wrap those boys around your finger
Go on and be the leader
'Cause you know it's what you're good at
The low road for the fast track
Make every second last

'Cause I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Max, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle
And I'm the pen
Make it count when I'm the one
Who's selling you out
'Cause it feels like stealing hearts
Calling your name from the crowd

Then in the field you'll be the show girl of the home team
I'll be the narrator
Telling another tale of the American dream

I see your name in lights
We can make you a star, you don't wanna.
Girl, we'll take the world by storm
It isn't that hard

Ha ha..

Take a breath, don't it sound so easy
Never had a doubt
Now I'm going crazy watching from the floor
Take a breath and let the rest come easy
Never settle down
'Cause the cash flow leaves you never wanting more

'Cause I got your picture
I'm coming with you
Dear Max, count me in
There's a story at the bottom of this bottle

"That was a good one." Iggy said.

"Perfect for Max." Fang agreed with a nod.

"Like Fangalicious, right?" Max teased.

"Nothing like Fangalicious."

"Well that's all the time we have for today. Oh, and Zane kissed Nikki by the way!" Bree giggled quickly.

"Ohmygod, you told them?" Nikki exclaimed.

"Bye bye now, tune in next time!" Bree laughed as the broadcast cut off.

"That was fun." Iggy commented.

"Yup!"

Iggy: did you like it?

Me: I don't care.

Iggy: we're in Russia.

Me: I don't care.

Iggy: Max and Dylan are getting married.

Me: I don't care.

Iggy: no one is going to reveiw.

Me I don't- wait, what?