Ok, so I'm still kinda getting the hang of putting stuff on here, so bare with me! Here's the next chapter, dismally short, I know, but it gets better...I think ^^; (I wrote most of this over a year ago, cut me some slack!) Still looking for a willing beta-er so message me! I love reviews or ya know, just what you guys thought of the story so far, so you know what to do! Make my day...please!
Chapter Ten
After a few days, things started to get better around the house. Since I was now the leader, it was decided that I should get Jebs old room. Cleaning out all of his old stuff was hard, though. I mostly just threw a lot of it out, I mean, come on he's not coming back. Anything that looked important I put at the very back of the hall closet, no need to keep it out, it would just bring back bad memories.
Thanks to my cleaning rule, the house no longer looked like a total pigsty. Everyone was required to keep their rooms in order and to clean up after any mess they made in the kitchen. Fang, Nudge and I took turns taking care of the outside of the house, while Ig, the Gasman, and Angel were in charge of keeping the living room and bathrooms clean.
Everyone seemed to be doing better then they had since Jeb disappeared. No one was fighting much and they all seemed mostly happy. For a new leader I think I was doing a pretty good job, if I do say so myself.
"Dinner!" I called. I'd thought since I was the leader now, I'd take over the job of cooking. It didn't seem like that big of a deal.
Once everyone was seated, I brought out the pan of lasagna I'd made.
They all just looked at it then looked at me.
"Umm, what is it?" asked Nudge.
"It's lasagna!" I said feeling a little ticked off, we'd had it before.
"Why is it so dry looking?" Gazzy asked.
"Ok, I may have left it in a bit longer then I intended to, but it's still good!"
"It smells funny." Angel said.
"Oh, come on! At least try it before you completely turn it down!" I exclaimed. I gave each of them a piece. They looked at it wearily.
"It's not going to kill you, eat." I said and crossed my arms.
Gazzy was the first one to take a bite, only to start gagging the minute he tried to swallow it.
"Or maybe it could." I whispered to myself.
Fang patted the Gasman on the back till he finally swallowed the piece of lasagna.
"Well?" I asked after he'd stopped. "How was it?"
"Are you trying to poison us?" he said. "No offense, Max, but that has to be one of the worst things I have ever eaten."
The others all tried a bite too, and all of them had a pretty similar reaction.
"Is there anything else to eat?" asked Nudge after she had spit out her piece.
"You want something different you'll have to get it yourself." I said, hurt.
"Don't worry, I'll make something." Said Iggy, who got up and headed towards the kitchen.
"But you're blind! How do you think you can cook any better then I did?" I exclaimed.
"I used to help Jeb, remember? I know a few things."
After an hour or so Iggy had made a new pan of lasagna and everyone was digging in.
"Ok, new rule," said the Gasman through a mouthful of food. "For the sake of the rest of us, Max isn't allowed to cook. Ever." Everyone laughed.
"Humph. Fine, Iggy can be the cook from now on." I agreed, but only because I was falling in love. With his food that is.