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Disclaimer: Maximum Ride is owned by James Patterson, and not me. Humph.
"Don't. Touch. The. Cookies." A voice threatened me from behind. I slowly turned around, the red gizmo in my hand. She held in her hands a menacing slingshot. I stood no chance. A red, laser shooting gizmo magically given to me by the voice in my head is no mere match for a wooden slingshot. I was doomed.
I decided to give the gizmo a chance, and fired a laser at Nudge by pressing the big button. Plus, I just wanted to push the button, it's always so much fun. Back on track. Nudge's eyes widened as the laser neared, going in slow motion. She slowly jumped out of the way, shouting 'no'. The laser then flew past her at a much more rapid speed, hit a vase and reflected back. My red gizmo was incinerated. Guess it was the wrong choice after all.
"Ha! You foolish mutant!" Nudge shouted in a voice that didn't belong to her. Something was terribly wrong here, what have I done? This is all my fault. I had to stop this, I just had to.
I dived for the blue gadget, but Nudge's reflexes were faster. She pulled back her slingshot, placed a rock in it, and fired at the gadget. It hit it dead on, and the gadget was pushed out of my reach.
"MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" She laughed, sounding more demonic each passing minute.
"W-Woah, she beat mine. She beat Fang. That. Can't. Happen." I growled at the end, and lunged myself at Nudge. I began to bite, scratch, slap, and kick the crap out of her. Suddenly, Iggy popped in.
"Cat fight! Cat fight! Cat fight!" He began to chant. Glad to know he still remained a sexist pig. It's like the cookies just take away all their good tributes to themselves, and replace them with the bad. Angel was no longer nice, Nudge was no longer friendly, Fang lost his mind, Gazzy…farted a spork. Of course, no one cares about the minor character. So what do they do? Just make him fart a spork. Clever.
You're on the right track, Max. That's exactly what the cookies do. You must bring the good back inside of them. You must help them, Max. You must help them before my soap operas come on. Hurryyyy!
Woah, I wonder if the Voice watches General Hospital. I totally love that show. I mean, last week's episode was such a shocker with….Pay attention, Max. You heard the Voice, bring the good back inside them. What the flock is that suppose to mean? Think. Think. Think.
"I have no choice, I have to do this," I told Nudge, and she looked almost scared. Then, I took a big gulp of air and began, "I love you. You love me." I started to sing the Barney theme song, knowing there was nothing more good, or gay, than that. It seems I was right, Nudge dropped to the floor holding her ears. It worked!
While she was temporarily paralyzed, and Iggy was too busy being a sexist pig, I grabbed the blue gadget and zapped the cookies. I thought I heard the cookies scream, but I couldn't have. Instantly, in no way that could be logically explained, Nudge and Iggy were better. They were back to their normal, regular selves. That must mean everyone else is. That was shorter than I expected. I didn't have to fly across the world…split up with my flock…eat disgusting snails…watch the news. Wow, just wow.
Then, the rest of the flock walked in, apparently confused about what happened. "Max, what happened?" Sweet little Angel asked me, and I thought this over. Tell them or not. Tell them or not. I think…NOT. They wouldn't believe me anyways.
"Some erasers came and injected you all with tranquilizers, I managed to save you." I came up with that, pitiful right? She, and everyone else, seemed to buy it. There was more questions and such after that, but hey, who cares about the boring stuff. Let's now skip to the…revenge.
"MWUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" I randomly shouted into the heavens, the camera zooming out as a did so. It made a nice effect if you ask me, but the others just looked at me. Fang looked crushed at what I was capable of, and I just smirked. I then walked off into the other room, where other gadgets and gizmos lay, to plot some more. I grabbed Lemons and went to the drawing board.
