Chapter Twenty
I rolled over on the bed and streatched. The smell of bacon and eggs filled my nose and made my mouth water. That must have been the best sleep I've had in a long time..... CRAP! I didn't wake up for my shift! I quickly sat up and the first thing I saw was Fang slumped over in the chair in front of his computer, which was dead. Iggy was up and helping the kids wake up and smell the coffee, literaly. "Well, look who's up," Iggy said, sitting down in his chair after fixing some coffee for Gazzy.
"How long have you been up," I asked, getting out of bed. "Just barely an hour. Fang passed out after waking me up. He sat up all night and didn't wake any of us up." I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and looked back at Fang. Him sleeping in that position is going to make his neck sore. I walked over to him and shook his sholder. "Fang, get up." Nothing. Not even a twitch out of him; he was out like a light. "Fang," I said a little louder. "That's not going to do anything," Iggy called from the pathetic excuse for a table. "But I know what will," I said. Grabbing a cup that was oh so generiously supplied for us by the hotel, I filled it with ice cold water, leaned Fang's head back, and dumped it over his face. Well, that woke him up. He even fell backwards in his chair and sent Nudge into a laughing frenzy.
Fang stood up amd shook his hair out. "I've gotta use these clothes you know," he said, looking at his soaked shirt. "They have dryers," I pointed out. He sighed and said, "I'm getting in the shower," then he pulled off his shirt and tossed it over to me, walking into the bathroom and closing he door behind him. Iggy whistled and I smacked him on the back of the head. Angel and Nudge started laughing. "Aren't you going to join him, you two mutan love birds," Iggy said and made kissing noises. "Enough you little insent! Or I'll give you a swirly! You remember the last one I gave you?" He immediatly shut up.
I grabbed a piece of bacon before leaving the room to dry Fang's shirt, since I knew he wouldn't do it himself. I didn't get two feet out of the room when a couple of guys walked past me, gave me 'the look' and whistled. I stopped immediatly, rage filling me. If Fang was with me, he would have killed them. But just because Fang isn't here doesn't mean I can't do it myself.
I turned around with a huge smile on my face. "Which one of you did that," I ask as seductavily as I could. The blond one pointed to the brounet, who smiled really big, showing all of his perfect teeth. I smiled bigger, then WHAM! I punched him square in the mouth, knocking his two front teeth out. He fell straight to the ground. GO ME! "Learn some manners when it comes to girls you sexist pig!" Then I turned and walked down the hall to the laundry matt.
Drying Fang's shirt took thirty minutes. Thirty minutes! That's too long if you ask me. I was about to start punching things when it beeped and stopped running. Finally! I ripped open the door to the dryer and took his shirt out and fast-walked back to our room.
I walked in and closed the door rather hard. Fang was sitting on the couch in a robe with his legs crossed. "Thanks mom," he said and I threw the shirt at him. "What's wrong with you," he asked. I said nothing. Angel, who was sitting on the couch next to him laughed. "She had to deal with more sexist pigs," she said, still laughing. I rolled my eyes and grabbed the last egg and ate it. "What exactly happened," Fang asked sounding all business. "A guy whistled at her and she punched him in the face." Fang laughed and so did Iggy. "Hey, its my life long quest, to deal with all the sexist pigs, starting with you!" Iggy shut up, but Fang was still laughing.
He got up and crossed the room and stood in front of me, wrapping his arms around me. My brain shorted out. "Can't you ever stay out of trouble," he asked with a smile and kissed me. "Oooohhh," came from Gazzy and Iggy at the same time. Angel punched Iggy in the arm. "Where's Nudge?" I asked.
"She's finishing her shower. I'm going to get changed and then we can leave." I glanced at the clock and saw it was seven in the morning. Good, right on schedual. Fang kissed me again, then walked into the bedroom, closing the door behind him. "Aren't you going to go in there with him," Iggy asked. He and Gazzy laughed and slapped high fives. I payed no attention.
I know Iggy doesn't like to show it and he jokes around about it a lot, but I can just feel that Iggy misses Raven. He might have a smile on the outside, but he's breaking on the inside.