After many wonderful reviews, I am finally starting Ch. 11. Yay!

In my defense, I have been working on a play that I'm in and have had no time to really update. I'm sorry, blame my drama teacher.

Oh, a note I forgot to add at the end of Ch. 10: The two screw-ups are true stories! Mom pulled the fudge one and I'm the banana pie messer-upper. Just FYI.

Ok, I'm just gonna get to updating now……


Fang's POV

Ok, day four (or, if you're Max, day three) of what has come to be known as the Avian Bird Flu. Max and I had decided to have a sort of emergency meeting in my room. On my bed, to be exact. Why did the two of us keep ending up in my bed, anyway?

"Shall I call the meeting to order, Maximum? What's our first order of business?"

Max rolled her eyes. "Ok, Fang, cut it out. I think we might need to have a little talk with Iggy."

"Why? Is something wrong with Sir Iggy of the Kitchen?"

She just looked at me. "Are you feeling ok?"

"Just peachy."

"Peachy?"

"Ok, so I only slept about four hours last night, I'm overtired, and I have no idea what's coming out of my mouth right now. I also have the weirdest craving for cupcakes. Do you think Iggy would make us cupcakes?"

Max just stared at me for a couple minutes. "Ok…How about I just do the talking at this meeting?"

I just shrugged. I figured if she did the talking, I could sleep. Dream about cupcakes. Whatever, I was out in left field somewhere.

"Have you noticed that our food lately is, well, shaped differently?"

"Actually, I don't spend my free time examining my food. I just eat it."

She shook her head. "Fang, all of our food is heart-shaped!"

I just shrugged again. "Who cares, it's still edible, right?"

"Well, I've been thinking…"

"A dangerous pastime for you, Maximum."

"I thought I was doing the talking. Anyway, I thought about it and you know how Ella's been helping Iggy out in the kitchen?"

"Yeah…"

"Well, I think Iggy might have a crush on Ella."

"That's great. Iggy finally got a girl. Good for him. Now, I won't have to describe beach bunnies to him anymore."

Max looked ready to smack me.

"What?"

"First of all, I'm not sure I even want to know what beach bunnies are."

I just smiled. "Yeah, you probably don't."

"Second, we cannot let Iggy have a crush on Ella!"

I just looked at her. "Why?"

"Because! It'd be, well…bad!"

"And Iggy having a crush on somebody would be terrible….why?"

"Ummm……Ella's too young for Iggy!"

I think I could see where this was going. "They're only a couple years apart, Max."

"Well, Ella doesn't have wings!"

Ok, that ticked me off a bit. "Yeah, well Sam didn't either, and that didn't seem to bother you."

She looked ready to smack me again. "Yeah, we know that's not a problem for you, Your Majesty. After all, you did stick yourself to the Red-Haired Wonder."

"You're just jealous."

"What did you call me?"

"Jealous! That's right. You're just Ms. Jealous."

"I'm not jealous!"

"Then why does it piss you off so much when I call you that, Ms. Jealous?"

"At least I'm not some pathetic emo kid!"

"Oh, come on! I'm not freaking emo, Ms. Jealous."

"Mr. Emo."

"Ms. Jealous."

"Mr. Emo!"

"Ms. Jealous!"

"Mr. Emo!"

"Ms. - Wait. Why the hell are we fighting about this, anyway?"

"Ummm…..Because?"

"Because you got all racist and said Iggy couldn't date Ella because she didn't have wings."

"I'm not being racist! And who said anything about them dating?!"

I smiled. "First of all, Max, you're being racist against non-Avian-Americans. Second, you're just feeling all big-sisterly and protective towards Ella, so you don't want her to date."

"I am not!"

"Then give me one good reason why Iggy can't have a little crush on Ella?"

"Well, uhh….there's uhhh…But, ummm…."

"Let me help you, Maximum. There is none. Iggy can have a crush on whoever he wants, and so can Ella. Besides, I think they might make a pretty good couple."

Max just pouted for a while. "I still don't like it."

"Well, that's just too bad, huh? Ms. Jealous."

"Shut up, Mr. Emo."

"Or what, Ms. Jealous?"

"Or I'll sick Spiffy the Hobbit on you."

I just looked at her. "What?"

"Nevermind."

"Pooky'd kick his butt, anyway."

"Huh?"

"Nevermind."

Ok, I guess having weird, delusional fictional characters in your head is just part of the whole 'Fever Package'.

Suddenly, Iggy and Ella, of all people, came in.

"Lunch is ready!" Iggy handed us each a tray with a bowl of soup and some crackers. I took a look at the food and, sure enough, not only were the crackers placed in a heart-shaped pattern, but there was even shredded cheese in the soup that had someone been artistically placed to be in the shape of a heart. How cute.

Wait, did I just call something cute? Oh, man, am I losing it.

Iggy and Ella were just about to leave when Max stopped them.

"Hey, Ig? Can I ask you something?"

"What about?"

"It's about the food, Iggy."

Uh-oh. Max, just shut up and drop it!!

"Could you tell me why it's, well, shaped like this?"

Iggy folded his arms. "Like what?"

"You know what!"

"No, Max, I really couldn't tell you."

That's when I realized something. "Uh, Max?"

"In a sec, Fang, I'm talking to Iggy."

"Yeah, it's about Iggy."

She rolled her eyes and turned to me. "Yes, Fang?"

"How could Iggy possibly make our food shaped like anything?"

"Well, he just….Oh…"

How it's possible to constantly forget Iggy's blind, I don't know. But yet, we always forget at the worst possible moments.

Iggy was beginning to look a bit annoyed. Ok, what's your food shaped like, Max?"

"Everything we've been getting lately is heart-shaped."

"Heart-shaped? Now, why the heck would you think I'd make anything heart-shaped?"

I was about to come up with a perfectly reasonable answer when Max blurted out, "Because you have a crush on Ella!"

Smooth, Max, real smooth.

Iggy turned about fifteen shades of red. He looked about ready to stammer out an answer when Ella burst out laughing.

"It…Was…Me!!" She got out between laughs.

"What? You have a crush on Iggy?"

I whacked Max in the arm.

"What, Fang?"

"I think now would be a good time to stop the 'crush' thing, Maximum."

In the meantime, Ella got a hold of herself. "I was making the hearts for you two!"

"What do you mean?" Max asked.

Ella just smiled mischievously. "I was making them for you and Fang. You know, 'cause you guys loooove each other! You love each other thiiiiis much!" She held out her arms to show how much we looooved each other.

Oh, great, not the Valium incident again.

"Plus, with the whole bed thing..."

Oh, great, two burns in one.

"…Me and Iggy were wondering when you were gonna invite us to the wedding."

I just laid down and put my head under my pillow. I'm not here, I'm not here…

Max, of course, can't take stuff like that in the laid-back way I do.

"Get out! Get out! Get out!" She threw a pillow at them. "Those were just accidents! Accidents! Get out!!"

Ella and Iggy ran out the door, laughing. I could even hear Iggy singing, "Max and Fang, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!"

I was sooo gonna get him for that one.


Ok, I promised I was going to update today, and if I don't end this chapter now, I won't have time to, so, here you go!

I believe the original Ms. Jealous will know where I got the idea for this chapter…..

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