A/N: I have nothing to say except that I was bribed with a picture to write this.

Warning: Semi not so nice language.

Second Warning(Cause I'm A Dork Like That) : CATFIGHT!!!!!

COPYRIGHT!!!!!!!!: I OWN THIS PLOT! NO STEALING! NONE! AT ALL! I WILL GET MAD! USE YOUR OWN IDEAS! OR THERE WILL BE TROUBLE! GRR!

Disclaimer: I don't own MaxRide. James Patterson does.

Chapter 26 - Silly Putty Mishap

Fang's POV

I woke up, slightly dazed. Was the truce and mushiness a dream? I walked over to Max and kissed her cheek.

"Can't wait for the plan. It's gonna rock!" Guess that answers my question.

"Yea. We can drop the kids off at a hotel then go buy the Silly Putty." I saw Iggy get up and lowered my voice. "We'll sure get him."

After breakfast, we headed to the next town and got a cheap motel room. It was decent enough. I grabbed Max and we went to the Wal-Mart in town. (A/N: I'm assuming you Canadians have Wal-Marts)

We searched throughout the store, finally finding what we needed. Max payed and we left. On the way to the motel, I saw some skanky looking girls about my age. There was a short bleach blonde, a tall brunette, and a, for lack of a better word, slutty looking red head. The red head walked up to me and handed me a slip of paper. Max noticed and glared at the girl. Red head simply pulled me to her and ground herself into me.

"Call me any time. You'll have much more fun with me than that ugly bitch you let stalk you." Max pounced on the girl, ripping out some of her hair.

"Who the hell are you calling a bitch?! I'm not the one dressed like a slut and practically doing it with my clothes on with another girl's boyfriend!" Oh! Burn! Sizzle! Yea, dorky. But still pretty cool.

Red head slapped Max. Max kicked her.

"CATFIGHT!" I called out. I had always wanted to say that.

I looked around. This was pretty cool. My gorgeous Max practically wrestling with a slutty, yet hot read head. This was awesome.

Red bit Max's arm. Hard. She nearly broke the skin. Max back-handed her and finished her off with a roundhouse kick. That had to hurt.

I helped Max up and we left. That was fun! We'll have to do that more often!

"Gimme that paper," Max demanded.

I quickly obeyed, know that a mad Max wasn't something I wanted to deal with.

Her eyes burned with fury as she read the note. "573-987-0023 Call for a good time. I COME CHEAP! What a who-"

I cut her off. "Max! Don't worry. I would never call her. She's not my type." She visibly relaxed. I grabbed her hand and rubbed soothing circles in it, trying to calm her down. "Hey, at least you won. Now let's get back and prank Ig."

She half smiled. "You're right." I love to hear her say those two little words.

We got back to the motel after a short five minute walk. I pulled Max into the bathroom so we could prepare. I pulled out the Silly Putty. She poured the gorilla glue into the open container. We mixed it up and put the lid back on.

We came out, ignoring the stares the flock gave us. Dear god. They thought we were making out or what was the phrase? That's it. Or making cookies. (A/N: For those that don't understand this phrase, it means um doing it. Yea.)

"Hey, Ig. We picked up some Silly Putty for ya while we were out. I know how much you like it."

"Thanks." He eagerly opened it, not suspecting a thing. He began rolling it around in his hands. He tried to move his hands to do something else, but they were stuck that way.

"What's wrong? What happened?!" he shouted. "Max! Fang! Why?! What did I ever do to you two?!"

"We're just having a little fun," Max replied.

"Fun my a-"

"Language!" Max scolded.

"I'll get you two back for this. I hope you know that."

"Sure, Iggy. Riight," I said, with as much sarcasm as I could.

Max's POV

Boy, Iggy's really mad over that. Oh well, he'll get over it. Eventually. Maybe. I hope.

I don't know what I'm going to do with Fang. He's still semi multi colored. Other girls STILL think he's hot. Geez, what's wrong with the Canadians? The girls are all crazy!

Oh well. I should probably think of another plan for our next trick.

A/N: Done. No offense to ANY Canadians. At all. Canadia is cool. And yes, I know it's called Canada. But Canadia is just too cool of a word not to use. Ha.

Suggestions are welcome, reviews are love.