Chapter 2: Burning the Kitchen and What Not
Max sighed as she walked to the kitchen, remembering that Iggy was sick. She didn't want a sick guy making her food.
And she didn't want the kitchen catching on fire.
So who would cook?
It would have to be Max. She was the leader and had to do things if someone else couldn't.
She grabbed a frying pan and the last of the eggs, and turned on the stove.
After the pan heated up, she cracked he eggs onto it, right as Fang walked in.
He looked at her in surprise. "You're cooking?" he asked slowly.
Max turned away from the eggs and walked to Fang. She stopped when she was right in his face. "Iggy's sick, and I have to say I'm the second best cook in the house." She leaned away looking satisfied, then added, "do you think you could do any better?"
Fang gave a small smile. "Total could do better", he said.
Suddenly, he smoke alarm staring going off. Max jerked her head around to see the eggs burning. "Great!" She shouted, rushing back over. Fang just laughed. "Stop laughing and help me!" Max grabbed a towel and started smacking the burning pan with it.
"You need to turn the stove off", Fang said, walking over and doing it himself. "Second best cook, huh?"
Max shot him a glance. "Get the fire extinguisher", she said in a stern voice, which meant "do it or I kill you."
Fang grabbed a small extinguisher from under the sink and started spraying the counter.
"It's on the floor!" Max shouted. "God, Fang! Get it!" She sounded like a little girl afraid of a bug.
"Iggy is going kill us", Fang mumbled while struggling to reach the fire, which was filling the kitchen.
"What going on in here?" Nudge asked as she rushed down the hall and into the burning kitchen.
"Oh, burning the kitchen and what not." Fang said as he put out the last of the fire.
"Why isn't Iggy cooking", Nudge asked.
"Sick", Max answered, and Nudge nodded.
"He's been sick a lot ", Nudge said. "Ever since Ella left", she looked worried, "he hasn't been eating much."
Max perked u, just realizing what Nudge had said. She nodded. "Yeah. Think he will at some burnt eggs?"
"No", Nudge said. "We need to get Ella back here, or a girl he would like." She looked up at Max, holding back tears. "I don't want him to die."
Max ruffled her hair. "He wont die, sweetie."