Hey people…took me awhile huh?
So here are some replies to some comments:
Wingedfymaster: since you have one question I decided to answer it!...at the end of this story all shall be revealed…he might be or he might not be… =D
St. Silver Wings: yeah, that was my inspiration tho my sis (Monkeyboy: that's what I call her can't say her real name without her permission) was watching it in her room at the time I started this…I only heard it, but then I was kind of blasting my music at the same time…wonder how it ended…
….that's all I'll saw for the moment….maybe more in the next chapter!
So yeah, if you didn't know: I kidnapped Fang like on the 4th….who would have known they were at Page? Anyway….This is chapter 3?
Fang: yeah…
Me: he's kind of bored…
Fang: why are your sisters talking about condoms?
Me: oh! Pawky's laptop (the one I usually write on…I'm on the house computer now) got a virus and all that and they're calling the security program thing a broken condom
Fang: okay…weird
Me: says the 2% bird kid
Fang: *sticks out tongue*
Me: whatever, so anyway! These is the 3rd chapter and all that cheese with it!
And here is the disclaimer: I don't own anything people! And part bird or cheetah or robots or aliens!
Fang: Jesse, let's go watch Signs.
Me: Hell to the no!
_line! Time_
"Lissa is prego?" I asked. Fang's back was to me and I heard some of his and pyro's conversation. If Lissa was prego with Fang's kid, then that means that they….sick sick images out of my mind! NOW! Please save me!
"Ummm…see ya later, Max!" Fang shouted, before sprinting away to his car.
But me? I was right behind him. I can out run him any time of the month. Even in my sleep. I just didn't want to over shoot it. Again.
He paused for a slight second to open his door. O took that chance and tackled him. In under five seconds, I had him pinned. Okay…I was sitting on his stomach which was hard from his abs. I had his hands over his head pinned to the ground, and my legs were on both sides of him. Awkward…
"Fang." I said, evenly.
"Max." He said, just as evenly.
"What did you tell pyro?" I asked. I always call Iggy, pryo. It use to be Sexist pig, but then I got too tired of saying Sexist Pig ever time.
"I'm getting married?" He tried.
"After that."
"I want a puppy for Christmas?"
"Try again."
"Dinosaurs are still alive, but they're hiding, because they're scared of being hit by a meteor and when they think it's safe they'll take over the world and eat all of us!"
"What? No!"
"Ummmm…purple monkeys?"
"Freaking weirdo! Try again."
"Hmmm….I want a burger?"
"Oh, me too! Next answer, please!"
"Oh. My. Godness! You said please!"
"Shut up! And answer the freaking question."
"What was it?"
"Really, Fang? You really what to know?"
"I love cherry pie?"
"No!"
"Lissa's prego and I'm having a shot gun wedding?" He said so fast that I barely caught it. I stared at him. Wow, didn't think he was going to confess until a day or two.
"Kay." I said, getting off of him. "See ya around, Fangles." I skipped to the house.
"Sure!" He yelled back. I heard him mutter 'bipolar much?' under his breath. He got off the ground and got into his car.
I opened in the house. Isn't it sad? I'm 20 years old, and I still live with my family aka my mom (Val Martinez), my sister (Ella Martinez), and my brother (Ari Batchelder). I'm the only Ride in this house. And no, the name didn't pop up into my mind one day. Well, it did, but it was my great-great grandmother's maiden name.
_line!_
Me: I know it sucked!
Fang: you know it
Me: I thought fang was supposed to be nice –pout-
Fang: Awww! I'm sorry!
Me: I'm going to Flag! Bye!
Fang: me too?
Me: no!
Before I leave I wanted to say that I have a poll up on my profile and that you should read the other stories first before you vote! Okay, that;s all and read the last chapter of Emo or Goth? Up NOW! Yay! ~happy dance~
R&R and all the sugary fluffy stuff…FLAMES ARE ACCEPTED! I mean, the story will freeze to death without the warmth of flames!