The morning light woke me up. My back felt warm and I remembered what happened. It was….. It just was. No words could describe that night. I had endured my greatest pain but also my greatest passion. It was all with Fang. I couldn't have imagined anything better.
My back started getting really hot. We got really "hot" last night so think about that heat times Fang, wings and bed sheets. It was really uncomfortable so I wiggled my away from it all. I didn't want to wake Fang but of course it did. He opened his dark eyes. They looked black but I'm pretty sure they are just a really dark brown. You can never be sure with us bird kids.
He smiled and sat up. "Going somewhere," he asked.
"Not really," I said. An idea came to me just then. "Hey, want to go shopping with me?" With that he laid back down dramatically.
"Can't I am coming down with something. Here check my temperature." He reached for my hand but I backed away. I rolled my eyes. Any mention of shopping to a strait boy and they go into a coma.
"Not that kind of shopping. Just get up and get ready." And with that I was gone. I dashed into my room and got some clothes. I figured I needed a shower so I hopped in and out. Heading back into my room I put on my clothes and scribbled a quick note to the flock. Fang was waiting for me. I didn't say anything I just found the nearest exit and jumped. Fang knew to follow.
When we were high above the world he asked again where we were going. I just winked and smiled saying it was a surprise. Well, you can imagine the look on his face when he found out the store/surprise was Wal-Mart. "Um well how romantic of you Max. I would have never guessed that the surprise shopping thing was going to be held here." I punched him in the arm.
"Just get a buggy," I said. He did.
About thirty minutes later
We landed home with two bags half way filled each. They contained: Milk, eggs, butter, chocolate chips, vanilla and a cookie pan. You can guess what we were doing then. I know we still had my Moms cookies but these would be special. Hers are special to but these would be a different kind of special. And after he burnt his apologizing batch. Well, I just feel like I should do it.
First things first, I told him to set up everything like my mom did. I forgot he wasn't there so I had to show him. He was supposed to do the cooking, but he kept messing up and making a mess. I quickly and quite forcefully took over. All he did was turn on the oven. I could feel him watching me though.
Finally, the dough was done and I slid them into the oven. My index finger brushed the rack and burnt it a little. I let out a teeny tiny little ouch. Fang was on me in a second. Sure let Erasers jump on me and he like, "You ok…. Good." God forbid that that the oven attack me. Then it was over.
"Are you ok," he questioned.
"Yes."
"Liar, let me see you hand," he demanded.
I let him examine my hand. He brought it up close to his face and gently blew on it. Then with the weight o a feather he gently kissed it. Blushing without knowing why I turned away. He put his hand on my cheek and guided my face back to his. "I won't let anything hurt you now," he whispered softly. "Not even that stupid oven."
I smiled and sighed one of those love struck sighs. Then I kind of fell into him. I felt his long arms rap around me and him planting a kiss at the nape of my neck. Snuggling closer I wrapped my arms around him too. We did a weird in the kitchen backing cookies dance. Oh course that's when everyone got up. It's ok I guess because I knew what me and Fang were going to do when they feel asleep.
That is the end. Thanks for reading. Please comment. Dont care if its good or bad. Perfer good.