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CHAPTER 10

Max POV

"Okay folks, this is a hazardous mission, but we also have to move fast. And although I hate to split up, we will cover more ground that way. Angel and I will head north, Gazzy and Iggy will head east and Fang will head north east. Everybody stay on your toes, and be ready for anything. If you find something, or get in trouble, call me." With that I handed them each a little cell phone the Cullens had loaned us.

"In an hour we meet back here, so stay on mission and run like the wind. Any questions?" I pointed towards Angel, who had her hand raised, "yes?"

"Can we have some extra money so we can get one of those Auntie Em's pretzels?" She asked innocently. Grudgingly, I handed her a wad of cash.

"Ready?" I confirmed one more time, then after receiving a nod from everyone, I headed deeper into the mall…

"Please Max?"

"No."

"PLEEEEEEAASE?"

"Nope."

"But Celeste gets lonely!"

"Sweetie, there is no power on earth that will get me into Build-A-Bear Workshop."

"Pl-?"

"I'm sorry but the answer is still no. We are looking for a present for Nudge. How bout we try that Kohl's?" I looked to Angel for conformation, and she nodded in agreement.

The little store was filled with all kinds of weird things – none of which I could ever see Nudge needing. They had all sorts of hair trinkets, jewelry, nail polish, and what appeared to be colored glitter you were supposed to put on your eyelids. I picked up a jar of purple nail paint and took a closer look; I had never actually used the stuff before.

"Do you think Nudge would like this?" I held the jar out in front of Angel.

"Oh my gosh! That's perfect!" She exclaimed.

"Really?" I thought it had been an OK idea, but not 'perfect.'

"Not you." Angel shot me an irritated look. "The lady two stores over is looking at something perfect for Nudge. Come on!" Excitedly she dragged me by the wrist out of the store, and into another one.

Fifty-five minutes after the group split up, Angel and I made it back to the decorative one-story candy cane that marked where we had started, I with the present, and Angel with her pretzel. After five more minutes Fang showed up with two bags, one with a large cardboard box in it, and the other with a few small boxes. We waited another five minutes. Then another five minutes. Where were Iggy and Gazzy?

Fang POV

What do you get a vampire for her sixteenth birthday? What do you get Nudge for her birthday? The two questions didn't seem like one. The new creature that looked like Nudge was different. Nobody seemed to see it but me. They were so busy being happy she was alive that they couldn't see what had died. Did they realize that we would get old, and Nudge would be the way she is forever?

I knew what I would get Nudge for her birthday, but would the new creature like it?

I walked lazily into two different stores, buying what I would need for Nudge's present. As I exited something landed on my shoulder. Was that confetti? I flicked the star shaped piece of plastic off and kept walking, absent mindedly looking at all the front window displays.

One thing caught my eye. It was a Mickey Mouse alarm clock. Without thinking I walked into the store and bought it.

I continued exploring the mall. Like Max, I had always hated crowded areas. Anyone could be an eraser. There were even cops running around.

Eventually I moseyed my way back to where I had started. Max and Angel were already waiting for me.

Gazzy POV

"Ready?" Max confirmed, then after a group nod, Iggy and I turned and started walking away. I held back what would have been the best evil laugh in the HISTOOORRRY of evil laughs.

Iggy and I had been preparing for this moment for 24 hours. I know that doesn't seem like much, but in impatient teen age mutant ninja bird time, that's centuries.

Iggy pulled a scintillating credit card out of his pocket and held it out as if it were the holy hand grenade. Emmet had overheard our planning and had decided to sponsor us. With money to burn, our plans had gotten even more wow worthy.

Iggy and The Card took off to get two extension cords, a radio, some music, an amp, some confetti, balloons, a hula hoop, and streamers. I sauntered off in the other direction. A few yards away was a sort of inflatable person. There was a big fan blowing upwards that kept a cloth tube with arms and a head vertical.

When nobody was looking I unplugged the fan and the blue one story tall person fell to the ground. I carefully cut the person in half, so that if I was to turn the fan back the remaining part of the tube would stand strait up. This was a fairly desolate part of the small Forks mall, so no one noticed me drag the fan and the remainder of the person into a staff bathroom.

There I set to work with a hot glue gun, carefully making the opening at the top of the tube smaller. Next I took a giant Ziploc bag and cut the bottom off of it. I cut a hole about the same size as the opening in the Ziploc in the remains of the fan person, and then hot glued the two holes together. Now if you put something inside the bag it would be blown strait up through the tube and into the air,

I hid the entire thing inside a large Old Navy bag, and brought it over to the kiddies' play area.

The main attraction for the kids was a big padded thing in the shape of a volcano. On the outside stairs led up to the top so that the kids could use the slide that wound around it. Little tunnels led to the inside where there was a room full of games. If a kid inside the volcano was to look straight up, they would see a two foot hole that allowed light to get in.

Iggy ran over to me carrying the supplies. I took the hula hoop from him and tied the ends of the Old Navy bag to it. Next filled the Ziploc bag with confetti and turned the fan on. Since it wasn't plugged in, nothing happened. None of the adults seemed to notice, but the kids were eying me wearily.

I placed the hula hoop over the hole in the top of the volcano, and positioned the fan so inside the Old Navy bag it was pointing straight up. I taped a few pieces of streamer to the end of the tube, then dropped the unplugged end of the extension cord through the hole into the play room. I would plug the fan in later.

Iggy had already set up and plugged in the radio and amp. Both were hidden inside the play room so no one would find them. All that was needed was to hit play, and heavy metal would come blasting out.

For the last step we needed a diversion. Iggy took a little device out of his pocket and handed me the bag of rubber balloons. I went up to the top of the volcano to wait. Iggy let one evil lopsided grin through as he dramatically pushed the button.

Parent POV

I sat on one of those green plastic benches that seem to be a universal mall fixture and stared at the opening in the volcano that my Connor crawled through. Suddenly a painfully annoying sound hit me. It was a dozen ringtones all going off at once. I whipped out my cell phone and my eyes widened as I leapt to my feet and stared at the screen. What the heck? I looked over at every other mom. All their faces said exactly what I felt. What the heck? Slowly I looked to the mom on my left. We communicated telepathically as only mothers can. What the heck? I stared at my screen and at the two words that had been texted to me: Party time.

Gazzy POV

While the parents tried to sort out what was going on, I flew up to the lights above and stretched balloons over them, causing red, blue, and yellow light to fill the play area.

In the same moment that I hit the ground, Iggy turned on the radio and plugged in the fan. Loud music filled the room and confetti came flying down around us. We slapped high fives and then ran like the wind, heading towards the closest store and away from the delighted shouts of many a four year old.

Since we had already used Emmet's credit card to have Nudge's present shipped to the house there was nothing left to do. The only fun part was when the police chased around for a bit. It seemed they suspected us of causing a disturbance in the mall. An hour and a half after we left the giant candy cane we made our way to the meeting spot. Would you believe Max did not welcome us back with open arms? Who da' thunk?

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Back to author - Please ignore everything in the above comment except for the keep reading thing. That was good advice, cuz the next chapter is going to be the last, and is going to be awesome. Thank you for reading, and I hope to be able to complete this story within a week. And as always, please tell me what you think! What POV should I use in the next chapter?