My Life As Yours Featherly
Disclaimers: We own nothing!
"Are you kidding me? What the heck was that? What are you, 4?" I asked when we were finally on the ground.
"I just wanted a horsey ride," he replied sheepishly.
"Let me ask again, WHAT ARE YOU, 4?" I began running away to the forest in the back of the house. Suprisingly, I didn't hear Fang's footsteps behind me. I sank down on the ground by the nearest tree that had a clear view of the house. Another suprise, I didn't see Fang anywhere.
A rustling in the bushes behind me made me jump. "Who's there?" no response, "Who the HECK is there?" Dylan fell out of the bush and onto the ground. "Dylan, why are you here? I thought FanGirl wrote you dying in *Maximum Ride Random Things*, TWICE?"
"She did," he coughed, "But I came to see you."
Oh he did, did he? "Well, you're a little late, I already have a boyfriend." I replied with satisfaction.
"Is it that one kid that left you? Fudge is it?"
"FANG!" I corrected, "and, yes, yes it is. He's four times the man you'll ever be and hes alot awesomer. SO THERE!"
The next few seconds were a blur,
"But Max, I'm ment to be with you. I'm your ture soul mate. I would never leave you for the stupid reasons that Fudge did."
I stood up. "For the last time, his name is FANG! And, you're not my soul mate, you're some creepo who decided to swoop in on me and play Mr. Superman. FAKE!"
The next few seconds were a blur. At one point, I was standing there, hands on hips. The next Dylan's lips were on mine, and his arms around my back. After that, I pushed him away, and smacked him upside the head. "HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU BEFORE IT GETS THROUGH YOUR ROCK HARD SKULL, I HAVE A BOYFRIEND! AND YOU'RE NOT HIM! SO BE A BIG BOY AND-" I was interrupted by Fang coming out of seemingly nowhere, and pouncing on Dylan.
The fight between the two of them has a lot of detail that I have no intention of telling. Let's just say that by the time it was over, Dylan's dead, bloody body lay on the ground. Fang's clothes were ripped and he had a bloody nose, but other than that he was ok. "Well, he's done," Fang concluded when we were walking back to the house.
"Yes, yes it is."
He pulled me toward him and kissed me, as we broke away he said "You're mine and don't ever forget that."
"I won't," I promised, "but now it's time for a... RACE! LAST ONE BACK HAS TO CLEAN UP THE FROOT LOOPS!" I screamed as I flew as fast as I can away.
"NO FAIR! HEAD START!" I head from behind me.
