I am sad. Twilight has more fanfics than Maximum Ride. I'm very sad. Okay, sad moment over, Enjoy, and you buttmunches better review or I will diagnose you all with "incurable buttmunchyness"!!!!!!
PS: 'cause I can't do it anymore and it's confusing people, I'm gonna start telling whose POV it is. Kay? Kay.
33
Kem
He was sitting in the bathroom, fingering his teeth, looking at the various tools Dr. Martinez had laid out on the bathroom counter.
I was leaning on the doorframe looking at him, feeling his anxiety. "Is your mom a dentist?" I asked Max.
She grinned at me. "She's a vet."
I started laughing and Lupe looked scandalized to see me laughing. "Do I really have to?" he asked.
"You do have to interact with other people, you know."
"It won't hurt, I'll just give you a shot of Novocain before we start," Dr. Martinez said soothingly, filling a syringe with a clear substance.
Lupe started to get really twitchy when he saw her come at him with the needle.
"I really don't think that's necessary," he said, backing away. "No one will notice. Please don't stick me with that. Wait, no, let me go. Kem! dammit, I said let me go! No, ow, not the kidney. Nngh." I had both arms pulled around behind him and I'd kneed him in the kidney. Max, who had decided to help me in the process of trying to keep Lupe from squealing like a little girl, was holding his jaws apart so her mom could inject him with the Novocain.
I saw him shut his eyes as Dr. Martinez gave him four separate injections; two on the top, two on the bottom. I winced as I felt the pain the needle caused him. His hoodie was off and his wings pulled in tighter as she gave him the third poke.
After she'd finished with that, Max let go of his jaws.
"That hurt," Lupe stated simply.
"Cry-baby," I mocked.
"It would hurt a whole lot more if I don't use it," Dr. Martinez said to him.
After a few minutes Lupe started freaking out again. "I can't feel my lips. I can't breathe. Oh, crap, I can't breathe!" he started hysterically, but I smacked him.
"Kem, don't hit him," Dr. Martinez chided me. "It only feels like that because you needed Novocain on both side of your mouth. You can breathe, just don't freak out."
Iggy sniggered from the other room. The rest of the flock was either in the room or at the door. Fang smirked at Lupe and Lupe gave him the sign of evil (he flipped him off). Nudge and Angel were staring at Lupe's mouth like a rabbit was about to pop out. The Gasman was doing something suspicious looking; he was reading the ingredients on the various boxes in the bathroom.
Lupe, Max, and I were seated on the edge of the bathtub and Dr. Martinez picked up a tool that looked suspiciously like a drill. "Question," I said, holding up my hand.
"Hmm?" Dr. Martinez asked, inspecting another piece of lethal-looking metal.
"When and where did you get this?"
"Max informed me that we would need this before we left this morning," she said, and Lupe said, "Okay, I can't feel a goddamned thing in my mouth. Can we do this before it goes away and I have to tear something apart?"
He's such a buttmunch sometimes.
"Okay." Dr. Martinez came at him while holding something that was a lot duller than a drill.
"And this won't hurt," I clarified.
"If he doesn't move, it won't," she replied fiddling with a switch on it. It buzzed to life and Lupe was starting to look like he was gonna start with the histrionics again.
"No hysterics and I won't be forced to sedate you," I warned. Lupe was just eyeing the drill warily.
"She won't hurt you," Max said quietly. Lupe looked at her and seemed to nod to himself.
He opened his mouth.
34
Kem
Lupe looks sooo much different without fangs. He just doesn't look all that ferocious any more. Which I for the better, I guess. Everyone relaxed after they'd seen he'd been de-fanged. Of course he wasn't happy about it, but, hey, it had to happen.
"You look really different," I'd said to him.
"Bite me," he'd replied through his teeth (which were all [now, at least] small, [always were] white, and [now, at least] square).
"I love you too, Lupe."
"So he really does look a lot different," I was saying to the girls back in our room.
It was around 9:00pm and we were all in our beds, but too jumpy to actually go to sleep, though Max and I were ready to drop off to Dream Land.
"Yeah, and less like he wants to kill you. He really looked like an Eraser with those teeth, but know he just looks reeeeallllly adorable," Nudge said, fidgeting in her bed.
"Ick. Please, Nudge. He's my brother." I mean, I'm probably going to get a lot of that to deal with from all the girls here, I just don't wanna deal with it till tomorrow.
"Well, he is," Nudge said as if this was obvious.
"Well, say I've just never had time to notice that about people. That's even highlighted by the fact that the only time I've seen different faces was for the past month," I said cuttingly. I'm dead tired and I'm being kept awake to hear how gorgeous my brother is. I think God hates me, or something.
"No need to be so mean," Nudge said quietly. I felt Max's emotions drift away as she fell asleep. She was closely followed by Angel.
I sighed. "Sorry, Nudge, I'm just really tired."
"Oh, okay. 'Night!"
"G'night, Nudge," I mumbled into my pillow. I was soon dreaming about uniforms, classes, books, and screaming girls.
35
Max
"WAKE UP!!!!" was how we were greeted in the morning.
"Gaz… get off of… me," I heard Kem wheeze.
I was roughly pulled out of bed and I landed on my stomach on the floor.
"FANG!!" I screeched up at the dark pillar in front of me.
He was laughing at my position. I immediately sprang up and slapped him across the face. He actually stumbled back a little but was still laughing. I surveyed the room around me.
Angel was hanging over Lupe's shoulder, Nudge was on the floor in front of Iggy (who was laughing like a maniac), and Kem was on her bed, Gazzy kneeling on her back (who was cackling like a maniac).
"Wings," Kem gasped out, probably thinking her pillow was trying to suffocate her. Gazzy jumped off her and landed on the floor.
Kem groaned and tried to roll over only to fall out of her bed and land on the floor. On her wings.
"I think my wings have taken more of a beating than my body actually has," Kem groaned. She rolled over onto her stomach and pushed herself up into a sitting position.
"Hey Kem. You look like crap," Lupe said to his sister, grinning. Angel was still over his shoulder and she was beating him on the back with her tiny fists. He didn't seem to notice. Talk about no pain receptors what-so-ever.
"Good morning to you too," Kem grumbled, climbing back onto her bed. She sat on the end sagging into the post a little.
"Please, this is me getting back at you for something you're going to get back at me for in the future," Lupe said to Kem, his eyes rolling towards the ceiling.
"Remind me to smother you in your sleep," Kem said tiredly.
"Will do," Lupe said, turning away from Kem.
"So you decided to attack us all, why?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest, my hips going out to the side, my foot tapping on the rug. I gave the boys my best death glare. Another good glare wasted on Iggy. Sigh.
Lupe probably knew what was coming next 'cause he put Angel down on her feet and started to slink off to a corner of the room. I bet Iggy could feel my glare 'cause he went to stand behind Fang. He had to crouch down.
"Wellllll," Gazzy started saying. "I could hardly sleep all night because it sounded like someone had tried to blow up the room." Leave it to Gazzy to use that metaphor. "They snore reeeeeallly loud."
"Toldja," Kem mumbled. Nudge had jumped up to her bed and she and Angel were peering over the edge at me reprimanding a hoard of boys.
"I do not snore!" Iggy exclaimed indignantly from behind Fang.
"Like a buzz saw that has something rattling around inside it," Gazzy countered.
"You little –" Iggy started, but was cut off by me.
"IGGY. FANG. LUPE. GAZZY. Get your asses out of here. NOW." And boy did they scurry out of here like the little pests they are.
"The only time Lupe ever dashed anywhere that fast was the time I tackled him for going through my drawing book," Kem said, grinning and looking at the door.
"Well, he certainly can be a handful," I grumbled, sitting on my bed and sighing. Any hope of sleep was lost now.
"He can be a buttmunch sometimes." I just looked at her for a second and decided she was very strange.
"Anyway, what time is it?" Nudge asked, jumping down from her bed.
Angel hopped down and looked at the clock on the wall. "Nine-twenty-six."
What!?!? We'd been asleep for twelve hours!? "C'mon guys, get up! Kem and Lupe've gotta get new uniforms!" I lovingly beat everyone into proper clothes.
Kem was about an inch or two above me, but was so skinny it was amazing she was still alive. As in, she was anorexicly thin. A beanpole with curves.
Anyway, she fit the shirt I gave her and she needed a belt for the pants, but was okay. Angel and Nudge were dressed and ready to go in seconds.
Out the door and to the guys' dormitory.
