Authors Note: I gotta make this clear for this chapter to make sense; I changed their ages so some stuff would work later in this story.
Max and Fang are both 14.
Iggy is 13.
Nudge is 11 (for now).
Gazzy is 9.
& Angel is 7.
Make sense? Okay… here is the next chapter
P.S. i'm sorry i haven't updated in a little, my computer was down.
Chapter Nine: The Morning of Nudge's Birthday
Max's POV
Fang and I aren't stupid. We both aren't ready to... ummm... do it. And we aren't dumb enough to come home after the flock is awake. We woke up as the sun was halfway through rising, we laid there together and watched it, got our jackets on, kissed, and flew back to the house. We were there before Mom was out of bed to make breakfast; I checked the clock, 6:30.
Today was Monday, Monday the first of March. In their house it means another day of work & school, but to us it means that it's Nudges 12th birthday. We quietly crept into our room, grabbed the stuff we use to decorate the house, all of Nudge's well-hidden presents, and got to work. Fang neatly pilled the presents on the table, while I started to devise a plan on how we were going to decorate the house.
I knew every archway was going to have streamer over it, and the kitchen was going to have the ceiling done in a streamer pattern, we were putting balloons on our mailbox, and on both sides of Nudge & Iggy's bedroom doorway. After Fang was done he started to decorate Nudge's doorway because he was quieter than I was, and the slightest bump against the wall would wake them up instantly. I was decorating the ceiling in the kitchen. I was halfway done when Fang came into the room. He helped me finish, and then I went to go put balloons on the mailbox, and he went to do other archways. When I got back, he was almost halfway done with all of them; we were not going to do other bedroom archways though.
We finished and then plopped on the couch with Fang on my right at 7:15 and no one wakes up until 7:30. We had fifteen minutes to just hang out there or go back to bed and sleep/cuddle with Fang. We decided that we would rather wait to see the looks on everyone's faces when they saw what we had done. I rested my head o Fang' shoulder and raped my left arm around his waist and put his arm on top of mine.
"Just wait 'till your birthday." I said with a smile.
His eyes went wide, just for a second, and then he kissed me on the forehead.
A minute later Iggy came out of their room obviously trying to be very quiet in the process. Fang and I tried to quietly break apart as the door was closing. Iggy walked into the kitchen with a tiny smile on his face.
"What a night you had, huh?" Fang said with his signature smirk on his face.
Iggy jumped a little bit, and even though his back was to us I could see him blush. He mumbled something before saying, "You gotta let me know you are in the room, are you trying to give me a heart attack!?" he said in a hushed voice.
Fang smirked again, "I thought that was letting you know." Fang said in a sarcastic and innocent voice. I let a snort out in the struggle to surprises my laughter.
"We decorated the house, Ig, so the table is covered in her presents." I said after controlling my laughter.
"Good to know." He said in an annoyed voice.
Fang and I went back to our room and shut the door to avoid Iggy's sudden change in mood.
"Do you think he's P.M.S.ing?" I said in a quiet voice.
We both looked at each other and laughed as we were climbing into our bed as hard as we could while trying to keep it down.
Iggy's POV
We came back into our room, I brushed my teeth and did all the stuff I need to. When I came back, Nudge went to change in the bathroom as I was took off my clothes. What? Even a girl, and a cute one at that, is sleeping in the room, I'm still gonna sleep in my boxers. Nudge came in and I was already in my bed trying to sleep. I sleep pressed against the wall because, you know, being blind and all, I know that I won't fall off the bed and not know where I am if I'm next to a wall.
"Goo' night, Iggy."
"Night Nudge."
I heard the light switch turn off, and I was left staring at a ceiling that I couldn't see. About fifteen or twenty minutes after the light was turned off, I got a shocking surprise.
Nudge POV
I was getting ready for bed, well really for Iggy, when I realized he was blind so it didn't matter what I looked like but what I smelt like was what counted. I sprayed myself with Max's vanilla butter cream perfume, put lotion on, and looked at myself the mirror.
My hair was wet, and put into a little ponytail; I was wearing a big t-shirt, and short-shorts. I brushed my hand up my legs; they were nice and soft from shaving and the lotion. I brushed my teeth and set out the door.
When I came in the room, Iggy was pressed against the wall with his eyes shut. The covers ended when they reached his bellybutton and I could see his abs, wow, even though he is blind, he is really hot! I tried to resist any thought that passed through my head about him as I walked toward my bed.
"Goo' night, Iggy."
"Night Nudge."
I flicked off the light and continued walking toward my bed. At about twenty minutes after I turned off the lights, I did something that made me go red.
In that whole twenty minutes, I was deciding if I should tell Iggy how I feel or not. I finally decided I should tell him. So I sat up on my bed and began to walk over to his. When I was at his I said,
"Igg... oof!"
I hadn't stopped walking and I had fell right into his bed, and just missed whacking my head against his stomach. I felt him flinch, but he just kept on lying there. I was there for like thirty seconds, but when I went to get up, Iggy wrapped his hand around my waist, pulled me onto the bed, and closer to him. Then he just rested his arm on top of me. And we slept there all night, together. I was trying so hard not to squeal with glee. I can't wait to tell Angel!
In the morning, I opened my eyes to see my bed empty and to feel his arm around my waist.
Yes! It wasn't a dream!
I did a little punch the air movement when Iggy stirred and I pretended to still be asleep. He got out of bed, cradled me in his arms as he picked me up and placed me gently on my bed. I could see his face because I was peeking out of one eye. He pulled the covers over me, and just "looked" at me for a while from his bed, he looked like he wanted to say or do something. Then, he got up from his bed and stood in front of me for a second, then he brushed his hand against my face and kissed me on the cheek.
"Happy Birthday." He said in a whisper so I had to strain my ears to hear.
He blushed and walked out of the room. When he shut the door, I jumped on my bed,
"Yes!" I said in a whisper. What a night. I fell backwards onto my bed.
Happy 12th Birthday, Nudge!
