Natural Highs
Last one, and then we're BACK ON TRACK! *forced enthusiasm*
I know, I know. I'm a downer.
Disclaimer: Lulz you thought I was James Patterson the whole time, didn'tcha?
Chapter 26: Having Someone Play with Your Hair
Could it really be called "girls' night in" if they weren't actually "in?"
The woods, as usual, were the flock's resting place of the night, and Max had insisted that although she had no desire to partake in the girls' festivities, they needed someone there who could protect them if anyone showed up.
Max was now snoring on the branch above Nudge and Angel. Yeah, what a sentry.
The trunk of the tree provided ample support for the young girls as they giggled and snorted at Max's ever-changing facial expressions. Eventually, the two subdued and lapsed into a comfortable silence.
"Hey, Nudge?" Angel asked. "Can you come over here and braid my hair?"
Nudge drifted around the tree on a slight breeze and plopped next to Angel on her branch. Angel turned around, and Nudge combed her fingers through the fine blond hair.
"I wish we were home," Angel said aloud, which wasn't usually her style when she was only talking to one person.
"Me too," Nudge agreed, a bit surprised. A noise sounded in the clearing where they'd abandoned the boys, and she turned to see them all climbing over each other, probably farting the whole time.
"I also wish I was a boy," Angel added to her previous statement, having looked in their direction as well.
Nudge made a face."Really?"
"Well, not because they're gross – because they are," Angel modified. "But see how much fun they're having? And then look at us: you're sitting here braiding my hair and Max is knocked out."
"Par-tay," Nudge agreed sarcastically. "I know what you mean about being a boy, Ange."
Angel nodded, disturbing her braids. Nudge tsk-ed and ran her fingers through them to start over.
Soothed by the feel of her almost-sister softly smoothing her hair, Angel fell silent.
Sisterly love 3
There need to be more flock-camaraderie fics on here. Jus' sayin'.