Christmas Christmas time is near
Time for Max and Fang to cheer
The plot's been good, so maybe they'll last
Hurry Christmas, hurry fast!

Want Sam and Max to regroup
Me, I want to stop writing poop
I think Hope needs a playmate -Or a new name-
Please Christmas don't be late

Christmas Christmas time is near
Can a Nudge and Iggy ship appear?
She's been good, and he's been bad.
But Christmas please be fast

... Oh boredom :3

I shook my head, and snorted, "Hope? Cheesy much... How about..."

I watched as suddenly my whole group of friends burst through my door, all hurrying in and wishing there best. I watched as Angel bounded up to me, wrapping her arms around my neck.
"Max! Oh my goodness! Is that a dog? Have you named him?" She asked. I furrowed my eyebrows at her.
"It's a girl, Angel. And no, I was just deciding when you walked in."
She picked her up and held my dog above her head.
"Are y- What are you doing to that dog?" I spit out a laugh at what it looked like.
"That is most definitely a male dog." She said, handing him back.
"I don't understand, I... He..." I said, confused. I then nodded.
"You should name him Total." She smiled at me.
I ruffled her neat hair, "You win."

They all were singing and laughing. Iggy stood in the kitchen putting down food.

"Hey, Max? Can you come here?" Iggy asked, I bounced over, Total quietly padding his little feet behind me.
"Yeah?" I asked as Iggy handed me a recipe.
"Can you make this portion?" He said pointing to a small area of the dish.

I watched as Fang and Ella fell into laughter, "Her cook?!" Screeched Ella, her giggling making her seem very vulnerable. Due to that I chucked the closest thing around. A pillow.

"Ow!" She yelled.

"'Ow' is right bitch!" I said, starting on the recipe.

The whole time my mind was racing furiously and I wasn't focused on anything but the food at hand. Finally I finished and I put it in the oven.
"Hey Max?" Iggy called again.
"Yeeesshhhhh?" I responded.
"Did you use cooking spray on that?" He wiggled his eyebrows at me. I stifled a laugh and shook my head. I watched as he pulled my finished piece out of the oven and did somethings so quickly I couldn't see. He then tossed it back in the oven and twirled over to me. This time I couldn't help it, I burst into laughter. Of all people I never honestly expected Iggy to be the funny person of the group. Sure, when we met him he was funny, but his appearance makes him seem so... Well, shy. And he hasn't been smiling lately. I followed his eyes to who he was looking at.

Nudge. There she squatted, playing with Total. He yipped happily as she giggled at him. I looked at Iggy. His eyes had glassed over, and he looked so lost, so ready to just try to figure it out. He looked mad at himself.

"You and Charlie broke up, huh?" I asked, sighing. His eyes widened, and he nodded. I patted his shoulder and said, "It was because of Nudge, right?"
"She... She... I like Nudge. I always have, but I never thought I could get her... I did though. But we broke up due to..." He sighed, "I just... I still like her."
"Then do something. She misses you. Grow some balls." I remarked. He gave me the finger then stopped his work in the kitchen and squatted down next to her.

They were perfect. I could just see it, years int he future, the two of them married and happy together. Ten everything stopped, and I was hit like a dead weight at the realization that they'd broken up before. And from what it sounded like, it was a legitimate reason.
Crap, crap, crap! What have I done?! They'll probably break up again, leading to more heartbreak! I ruin everything I touch!

I stood stone still, my eyes fixated on Fang. Thinking that Nudge and Iggy would break up was enough for me to see that Fang and I would too. It was just a matter of time. He was a jerk to Sam and me through jealousy, so he showed his true colours. Just like Sam had...
But Fang's were to show me Sam was a jerk, and it worked. But then again, I was kind of mean to Sam. Maybe I should... What was I thinking? Sam is the one who told me I was turn off.

I was pulled out of my stare when I heard the doorbell, and my cheeks flashed pink when I saw Fang had noticed my long gaze at him. I spun around to open the door just to find it open itself.
"Yes Sam, she is here. The thing is she's had a bad morning and I don't think she wants visito-" My moms stopped as she turned and saw the room filled with people. She sighed then hung her bags up, "Make your self at home."
"You kids alright?" My mom called from her room, as she got things together, "Jeb didn't give you guys too much of a scare correct?"
I looked as Sam gave me a questionable glance. I gave him the finger, as I have so much this month.
"Oh," he said,"So I guess my arrival must have been a 'speak of the devil' moment, huh?"
"More like a 'speak of the idiot who thought it was a good idea to show up' moment."
He gave me another questioning glance. Then he moved closer to me, as if to whisper something. I backed up. I glanced over at Fang, who knew the look I was giving him and responded quickly.

"Hey Max, can I talk to you?" He asked, walking over to me and taking, my hand.
"Must be really important if he had to ask, Sam. Toodles!" I waved, as he brought me down my hallway to the door in front of Ella's room and the bathroom. Across, my room sat. A large "Do not enter" sign marking the door.

"So we need to talk about something?" I asked. He pulled me by the collar of my shirt and whispered: "There won't be much talking."
He and I were kissing and I could feel the goosebumps crawling up my neck. I was brought out of the moment by a throat being cleared. I skipped looking behind me and pretended I didn't hear it.
"Max!" Iggy shouted.
"What?!" I replied, just as loud.
"You two done making out? 'Cause I need you in the kitchen." I groaned as I followed him.
In the kitchen I saw a puff of smoke and groaned louder.
I heard Ella break into hysterics behind me.
"This is why we don't let you cook!" She laughed.
"Actually," Fang said from behind me, making me jump, "That's the oven Iggy used."
Everyone turned around, "Iggy?!"