A/N: Sorry that I haven't been updating. I've been spending my time writing Sammy Keyes fanfic because I spent all my time on Maximum Ride so for the next week I'm all yours'. Metaphorically speaking.
Chapter 8
Max's POV
Oh my God. I can't believe that monster threw out my clothes. What the hell is her problem? Does she like hate me? Does she like to make me miserable? I just wanna kill her.
Okay, let me backtrack. A few minutes ago, I got a text from Angel from my mom's cell phone. It was a text with a picture attached. The picture was of my closet, bare. Nothing on the hangers. No clothes in sight.
The accompaning text? Hey Maxie! Lost something? :)
Well that obviously made no sense. I didn't lose it, she threw it out! Anyway, I told Fang and we rushed towards his car.
Now that we have catched up, here's what's happening now.
We got there in less than three minutes and I raced towards the front door, I unlocked it and screamed, "ANGEL!"
"Yes Maxie?" Her 'angelic' voice called back from the kitchen.
Fang finally catched up to me when I rushed to the kitchen. My clothes were on the floor, with Angel standing over them. Like some Guardian Angel. Pft, more like Guardian Devil.
"Angel, step away from the clothes." I said menancingly.
"No can do." She said and then she pulled out a bottle of.. oh God. Was that.. vinegar?
"Go ahead and pour it on my clothes, I can just wash them." I shrugged, relieved.
She poured them over my clothes and then another bottle appeared from her behind her. This time, I think it was mud. Whatever, we have special detergent for that. Heh, when I was a baby, I used to play around in the mud a lot.. with Maya.
I shrugged again and she dumped it on everything. Then another bottle appeared. I flinched. The smell was unbearable. Was that.. pickle juice? That stains and makes clothes smell forever.
"Angel!" I screamed just as she tilted the bottle. "Do not pour that over my clothes!"
Of course she didn't listen and poured it over every inch of my clothing. No no no no no no, NO!
"Angel," I gritted my teeth. "You have five seconds to tell me that those aren't my clothes and this has been a joke."
"Nope, these are your clothes and now you have to buy new ones." She smiled smugly.
Fang slid his arm around my waist and pulled me towards him. He knew I was about to pounce on that brat. Heh, I had something even better.
I pulled away and started running towards the stairs shouting, "I'm throwing away all of your stuff animals!"
She started running after me but I had a head start. She was screaming after me as I ran to her room, closed the door and locked it.
"Max! I'm sorry! Please not my stuff animals, I love them too much." I could tell she was crying.
"Yeah, well I love my clothes. If you love something set it free." I laughed.
I walked to her bed and picked up this stuffed dog that Angel loved. It was black scottie that Angel laughed to death, she named it Total and she slept with it every night.
"First goes Total." I taunted. And she shrieked. I went to the window, opened it and aimed at a huge mud puddle. It landed in the middle, and it started sinking. Yeah, we dug a hole there so yeah it's a very deep mud puddle.
I pulled up Celeste from her stuffed animals and aimed it at the mud puddle too. "Celeste just went next!" I called out to Angel and she sobbed harder. Celeste was her second favorite. Celeste was a bear, dressed up as Angel. Angel loved her just like Total so they went first.
Then I proceeded grabbing more stuffed animals and aiming them toward the mud puddle too. I have a good right arm, eh?
Anyway, when I was done, I smiled to myself and unlocked the door. Angel burst in the room and quickly did a 360 around her room. There wasn't a stuffed animal in sight and she started crying again.
I left the room and went downstairs. Fang was on the couch, watching t.v. in the living room so I went over to him and laid down, putting my legs over him.
"What'd you do?" He asked me.
"Threw her stuffed animals in the mud puddle outside." I smirked and he shook his head but he had a half smile on his face.
Then Nudge and J.J. burst through the front door which was unlocked, and froze. I looked at Fang and Fang looked back. We were equally confused. I turned back to my friends and they were smiling.
"So, it's true? I thought that picture was just photoshopped." J.J. smirked.
I couldn't say anything back because just then Angel came running down the stairs, and attacked me.
"I hate you I hate you I hate you, MAXIMUM MARTINEZ!" She screamed in my face while punching my chest.
Well someone needs a counselor.
A/N: Well? Review please. Again sorry for not updating in awhile.
Edited 7/3/13
