Hi here is my second chapter!
Chocolate chip cookies=happy max and happy DarkCookies. If you were wondering i have my user name like this cause i like to eat burnt cookies.
Fang POV
Man, those stupid kids need to shut up. There was a party next door once again. I was looking for my glasses on the lamp table. I couldn't find them. I was on the floor looking for them. I hear Max get up. She doesn't realize I was on the floor and made a mistake putting her foot on me.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh FANG THERE'S A STALKER HERE !" She took her emergency cane and started wacking me.
"Max! OW! It's me, FANG!" She stopped hitting me. She looked closer.
"Oh...OH! I'm so sorry Fang I thought you were one of those rotten kids next door."
"I understand. I was looking for my glasses so I could shut them up."
"Oh sorry Fang I was reading before I went to sleep and was using your glasses. Here you go." She handed me my glasses.
"Thanks honey, now for those kids."
I stomped over there with a air horn in my hand. (Just in case) And knocked on the door. No one answered I knocked as hard as I could. Still no answer. I got so pissed that I kicked the door down. Everything all of a sudden was quiet. Except for the music.
"TURN THAT SHIT OFF!!!!!!!"
Someone quickly went to it and turned the the music off.
"Everyone leave. This is a complaisant home not a club. Get out of here before I kick your ass out of here."
"What a grandpa is gonna kick us out. Let's get em'."
One boy charged at me I lifted him up and threw him out of the room. Or if you think out the door, I meant through the ceiling. Everyone looked at me in shock.
"Three seconds if your not out-" They all rushed out taking nothing with them. Free boom box and ipod. Awesome. I took our 'loot back to our room and out them aside. Finally, a night we can sleep through.
Next morning during breakfast....
Well would ya look at that. Those kids from last night were here again. Police came. Great. They were coming up to me.
"Excuse my sir, did you throw this young man out of the room through the ceiling?"
"No, but last night while I was in bed I heard a loud crashing sound."
"But you threw me out through the ceiling!"
"I did no such thing! I can barely walk or see, how would I be able to knock a boy like you out the window?"
"We are sorry sir, we promise this blaming will not happen again. As for you," he pointed to the boy, and the boy looked at me. Since the officer wasn't looking, I stuck my tongue out at the boy. But the officer looked back, I stopped and was just staring at the boy. See how mature I am?
"But ahh. Um, he just AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! He is lying! He threw my out of the room. Through a ceiling!"
"This boy I think is mentally ill."
"Yes we think so too sir. C'mon let's take him to a mental institute,"
"I'm not mentally ill!"
They took him to the car. I turned around with a smirk across my face. This made me feel like we were 14 again. Saving the world, fighting erasers, and having fun.
"Fang...Tsk tsk tsk. Shame. But still, high five!"
Max was always the one of fun. I'm so glad she was mine.
"Fang guess what today is?"
"Groundhog day?" I said excitedly.
"No you idiot. It's Christina's birthday. We are going to get her a gift before she comes."
Oh yes. May 6th. Christina's birthday. I remember it like it was yesterday. Wait was it yesterday?
Flashback
May 6th, 21 years ago.
Max had just delivered our baby. We were about 50 then. Amazing isn't it? Such a old age.
"Fang?"
"Yes hun?"
"I would like to name her...Christina."
"And why is that?"
"She may not be a follower of Christ, but she looks like Christ to me. But I don't wanna name her Tiffany."
"Sure honey. Sure."
Max fell asleep. And for the first time I held our Christina. She looked up at me.
"See Christina, I'm your daddy. And I'm a father."
I looked down at her. She was smiling at me. Her first smile, and it was at me. I knew it was the best time in my life. Or one of them.
End of flashback
Out of my trance I looked back at Max.
"Okay then. Let's go now."
We always walk places now. We don't use our wings. They might defect any moment. And we don't like cars. We went to the mall.
"Hmm I wonder what Christina likes..."
"Fang? Don't you know your own child? I expect you would since she was like you when you were young."
Oh yeah. Christina was goth. Well kinda. She liked wearing black and red. But 2 things she got from Max is they both hate wearing make up and hate wearing slutty clothes. Thats a relief for a father. We found a Hot Topic at the mall and went inside there, knowing it was her style. Or now knowing. We found the perfect thing for her. A shirt the has cuts along the side, but instead of showing her side there is red clothe attached to that part. She'll love it. We bought it and went back home. She would be coming soon so we all went to our room knowing that would be the first place she would look. We all found a suitable hiding spot with all the wrapped gifts behind the door. All the lights were turned off. We heard the key turn and all of a sudden the door opens.
"SURPRIZE!"
The weird thing was, it wasn't Christina.
