Theanimedude: I just realized something horrible.
Nick: Wazzat?
Theanimedude: I've been complaiuning about Avatar beating me... but this practically is Avatar now. I've stooped totheir level. The originality of this at least had something in the begining, but now... nope.
Fang: Hn.
Theanimedude: So, changing the subject, had a bit of a brain wave, and I'm going to try out a new author's note thing here.
Nick: O RLY?
Theanimedude: Yes, RLY.
Fang: Hn.
Theanimedude: So, I'm going to shoot out a song name. I want you, mah loyail readahs, to try to guess what kind of situation it's going to be used in using as much detail as you want. The person that I decide is the closest will be rewarded with an addition of their:
Author's note plan
Or cookie
in my story.
I will happily use whatever cookie you send me.
Fang: Nobody's going to send in a cookie.
Theanimedude: You don't know that. Anyways, Fang: disclaimer.
Fang: Hm, fine. Theanimedude owns Sara and Nick. He also owns Camo and Espio, as well as Dak. The original ideas for characters Cato, Kimmy and Kiki were supplied by Pennycat11. The following is a fan-based parody. Maximum Ride and all its respecting characters and titles belong to James Patterson. Please support the official release.
Theanimedude: Insanescientist, I like to think I'm smart. But you were a little bit too vague for me with your suggestion. If you could either shoot me a pm telling me what your idea was or spell it out for me, I'd love to try to use your idea.
The song is Exile Vilify by The National. It will be used in an upcoming chapter. Very soon, actually. So send in your ideas (I'd prefer through pm so nobody reuses anything.) as well as what you wish to have added.
Now, without further ado, next chappie!
Nick the Eraser 2 chapter 11
"No, that's a "Q," Sara."
"It looks just like an "O.""
"But it has a tail, see?"
"What's the point of a tail if you don't have wings?"
"Some animal's have useful tails."
"Name one."
"…"
"Yeah."
"Okay, so why would you want a tail if you had wings?"
"For balance."
"Meh, I think I eat a balanced breakfast."
"You haven't tried Miss Anne's waffles."
"Are they as good as Max would make them?"
"Probably worse."
"Oi."
"Yeah."
Nick and Sara continued to make pointless conversation in the living room as I listened to them from the hallway. I'd woken up and gone to the bathroom- and it had happened again. I'd seen myself morph into an eraser in the mirror.
So after that, I was burning up. I thought I'd et some water to cool myself down. But I'dheard Nick and Sara talking so I… yeah.
Don't call me sneaky, haven't you wondered what your friends were thinking when you weren't watching them?
So, anyway, it looked like Nick was teaching Sara to read. When he learned? No clue. But it was neat, just kind of hearing them, listening to Sara learn how to say "Q," even if Nick had only recently learned himself.
Why I was listening in on them? Well… I didn't want to interrupt for one thing, and for another, again, it was neat listening to them.
"No, that's a "Q," not a "G."
"But I thought you said-"
"Oh, wait, yeah, sorry. That's a "G.""
"You're silly."
"No, you're silly."
Yeah, Nick was only just learning himself.
"Big brother?"
"Hm?"
"Can I go to bed now?"
"If you want to."
"I'm really tired…"
"Okay. You need anything?"
"Can you get me a glass of water?"
"Yeah, sure."
I heard a shuffling of feet before a "Thankew," from Sara. Then Sara walked into the hallway, all smiles.
"Here, Max," she said, handing the glass to me. Oh lord, I had another little mind-reader. I kept forgetting.
"Um, thanks," I stammered. And I was afraid I was invading on their privacy.
She nodded before turning around to sleep in her regular spot. Right on top of Nick. When did he start sleeping?
"Jealous?" she asked me, smiling even more brightly.
"… What?" I asked her. "No! Geez."
"If you say so," Sara said, rolling over, making Nick stir.
"What's going on?" he asked, looking over to me. "You need something?"
"No," I said, glaring at Sara. "Just telling your little sister good night."
Sara grinned innocently, burying her face in Nick's shirt.
"… Okay," Nick said, shrugging. "Good night again."
"Night." I turned back to go to my room. That little brat!
"Hey Sara?"
"Yeah?"
"Scorpions."
3-3-3-3-3
By the time Sara and I were fully able to read, a couple of days later, Anne had already dropped the bomb. She was sending us to school.
"Wow," Camo and Espio said, looking at each other in their new, matching, school shirts. "We're identical."
"What else is new?" Sara asked, walking into the kitchen with her new school outfit on. "Can't wait to have a free dress day. This stuff is horrible."
"You look fine," I said, chuckling. "Me, on the other hand…"
"What's wrong with y-" Sara stopped in mid-sentence when she looked at me.
"Oh my-" Max whispered as she walked into the kitchen.
"Holy-" Fang…
"Oh!" Angel…
"ZOMG." … Just guess.
"Yeah," I said simply. "My hair's green. Funny, it was white when I went to sleep." I put on an evil smile as Iggy and Gazzy came into the room, snickering.
"Hey Ma-" Gazzy froze when he looked at me.
"What?" Iggy asked Gazzy, chortling. "Matt having a bad hair day?"
" Haha. So, does it wash out?" I asked, looking pointedly at Gazzy.
"Not unless you put more over it," he told me. "Would you please stop looking at me like that? I feel like you're going to murder me in my sleep."
"Hn. I'll think about it," I responded simply, before going to the bathroom to change my hair around.
That was how the morning started on the first day of school. Heckuva lot better school than I'd been to before, but hey, Doesn't mean I wanna show up with neon green hair.
"Hey Anne?" I said as I approached the hallway bathroom. "Do you have any white hair dye?"
"No," she said, coming out of her room. "It's really hard to find these days."
"So I've heard."
"Why? Your hair's white anyways-" she froze, similar to what Sara had done. "I have blonde. That's the best I can do."
"Thanks. Where is it?"
"Medicine cabinet. Right next to the green."
"Hm. Good to know," I said as I walked into the bathroom, drenching my hair with the stuff before walking out, about as blond as blonde could be.
Is it Blond? Or blonde? That's what I'd like to know.
"Sorry Matt!" I heard Gazzy say as I walked back into the kitchen. "You can have the rest of my waffles, I'm not hungry."
"Okay," I said, looking around, confused. "Where is he?"
"Blonde?" Fang asked, before catching himself and pointing towards an air vent on the wall.
"Oh man. Captain!"
"What?"
"Air vents are very dangerous! Get out of there!"
"How are they dangerous?"
With that, a loud FBBBBBBT! reverberated through the house.
"That's how," I muttered, shaking my head.
"Ohhh dang it… Captain!" Max shouted into the vent in front of her, her voice echoing. "Get out of there before somebody suffocates!"
"Did I really scare him into going there?" I asked, laughing to myself.
"Pretty much, yup," Nudge said, fanning her nose.
"And we haven't even gotten you to school yet," Anne said as Gazzy hopped out of an unscrewed vent.
"Lucky kids," Sara muttered. "Kiki and Kimmy don't have to go."
"But we get to!" the twins sang as they walked in, wearing matching uniforms.
"They're identical," Camo and Espio said.
"But they're four!" Sara said with confusion.
"They're tall enough that they could be six or seven, right?" Anne asked as she walked out to the car. Well, she had a point. "They'll be in your class, Alex, Ariel."
"Okay," Sara said, shrugging.
"Sure," Angel chirped. Meh heh. Chirped.
"I guess I'll eat those waffles now," I said. I did- and almost died.
"Matt?" Sara said, looking up at me, then at the waffles. "Oh. I warned you."
"They're fine," I gasped out after I swallowed.
"Why, Matt," "The Gasman said, looking at me with wide eyes. "You look kind of green- and it's not your hair anymore."
"I'm fine," I protested.
"Hey kids!" Anne shouted from outside. "Hurry up! You don't want to be late, do you?"
"Late? I don't even want to be there," Iggy grumbled, as the flock and my pack left through the door. I waited until they were gone to throw my waffles to Total.
"You can eat these, right?" I asked him.
"Of course," he huffed, chomping down on them. He paused after he took his first bite. "But just barely. Who made these? They're terrible."
"Finally," I muttered. "Something we agree on."
3-3-3-3-3
"Too bad our Nick got away," Ari murmured to Max II. "He'd be nice for a switch too, huh?"
"No," Max II said bluntly, nearly choking on her gum. "I hated him. Both of him. The original is too nice, and the new one…" she shuddered.
"Yeah," Ari said. "I'll have to agree on that one. If Nick's a freak, Dak was the king of freaks."
"It's weird, though," Max II said thoughtfully. "Cato disappeared at the same time. We should probably say something about that to the higher-ups."
"Doubt it," Ari said. "They know if we know. He took all the strikers with him, remember? Kind of hard to miss."
"So Dak and Cato are working together?"
"Nah, I doubt it. Even if they were, we wouldn't have to take care of it. Let's just focus on the job."
"… Fine."
3-3-3-3-3
I walked out of Camo and Espio's camoflauge sheet, as they called it, behind the new school we were going to. They kind of transformed themselves into two parts of a sheet that blended in with our surroundings.
"I'm glad we get to fly to school," Sara said, pulling her speckled wings against her back. "Too bad they have to ride in Anne's car."
"The flock?" I asked. "I'm sure they're fine. Let's head inside- don't want to be late."
My partially human pack and I walked into the new school- and guess what! No needles! No whitecoats! Heaven. Completely different kind of school.
"Hello," a lady with brown hair and white everything else said as we came in. "You must be… Matt, Yin, Yang, Kimmy, Kiki, and Alexandria."
She was standing next to a black-haired girl about my age, a brown-haired guy, a lady with a uniform much like hers, and a-
…
…
…
Ohhhh Lord.
An angel. A beautiful angel. Standing there, smiling at the pack and I. I'm almost certain I was drooling. She was just… wow.
She was wearing the tacky plaid school uniform, but she made it look good. She made it look amazing. She had gorgeous brown hair going down a little past her shoulders, and her smile… amazing. Am I repeating myself? I'll say it again- She was amazing.
"Um, yes we are," Sara said, pulling on my hand and snapping me back to reality. She must've been a goddess, to have frozen me so easily.
"You just missed your brothers and sisters," she said. "But that's alright. I've got some volunteers who want to help you find your classes.
"O-okay," I said, at a complete loss for words.
"Alright, Yin. Cassie here," the woman said, pointing to the black-haired girl, "Will show you to your science class, Rodrick," pointing to the guy, "Will lead you, Yang, to math, Mrs. Kensington will lead you three," she said as she pointed to the three youngest of the pack. "Will lead you to your first grade class, and Christina," she said, pointing to the hotdothotdothotdot girl I mentioned earlier- who looked amazing, by the way. "Will lead you to the gym, Matt."
I looked over, and I swear I heard choir of angels singing. The pack left with their respective escorts, and Christina looked over to me with a shy smile.
"Hi," she said, holding out her hand. I quickly put mine in hers and shook it, staring at her eyes. Oh, man, her hand was soft! It was like a silk hand.
"The gym is this way," she told me, walking down a hallway while still holding my hand. I felt my face heat up as she pulled me along. "You've got your schedule, right?"
"Um, yeah," I said, pulling the folded up piece up paper out of my pocket.
"Can I see it?" she asked me, and I handed it over obligingly. She looked at it before giving it back.
"So you've got Mr. Thomas's science class after gym, huh?" she asked me as we turned into a room with two stairways, one leading down, one leading up. She pulled me down the down one.
"Huh?" I said ingeniously. "Oh! Yeah."
"Okay. I'll meet you right here," she said as we approached a doorway at the bottom of the stairs. "After first period."
"How do you have time for all this?" I asked her incredulously.
"I'm kind of fast, she said. "You have to be when you only have three minutes to get from one place to another in a school like this. Three whole buildings, the main one, the smaller one, and the gym."
"Yeah," I said, staring into her eyes, not really hearing what she was saying. "Has anybody ever told you that you are really, really, pretty?"
Okay, stupid line.
"Most of the time they use other words," she said with a sigh. "Words I don't really want to say."
"What?" I asked with surprise. "That's crazy!"
"Not really," she said. "Eventually I got used to everybody in the world calling me rude things."
"Well, I'm sorry, um… Christina?" I asked.
"My friends like to call me Christy, or Chris- that is, they would I had any friends," she told me, shaking her head and giving a dry laugh.
"Really?" I said with surprise. "I looked at you and I thought, "Oh, she must be the most popular girl in the school!" How could you not be?"
"Oh, well you're sweet," she said, smiling that dazzling smile. "Anyways, I've gotta hurry or I'll be late. See you soon!" With that, she turned around and marched up the stairs, two at a time. I turned and looked at the gym door, still feeling warmth in the hand she'd held. It had been like when I was with Max, but… different. Like I didn't want her to be my sister. Something… more.
I shook my head with a small smile. The school year was off to a great start.
