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Flock Madness
The Flocks Quest For The Perfect Twinkie 1
POV No one's
"MAXXXXXXXXXXXXX!" Iggy's voice bellowed through the house. Max crinkled her nose in disgust at the sound of his voice.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT YOU BLIND OAF?" Max yelled at the same volume.
"WE'RE OUT OF FREAKIN FAT GUY TWINKIES!" Oh. My. Gosh.
It seems for about a month the Flock has been getting into some very unhealthy foods. First McDonalds, then Burger King, and now they were bringing unhealthy foods right into their own pantries. Usually the Flock had their own secret (Not really a secret) supply of Twinkies, but now their Twinkie gauge was empty.
Max stood up quickly, her colorful M&M's flying off her lap and onto the floor. Every Flock member was now gathering in the hallway to start the secret (not really a secret) club, called the People That Like Fat Foods So Much That They Decided To Make a Club and Worship the Best Fat Guy Food Known as the Twinkie! Also know as P.T.L.F.F.S.M.T.T.D.T.M.C.W.B.F.G.F.K.T, but they usually just called it 'the club'.
"Are we all here." Fang said warily.
"I'll count heads!" Gazzy said brightly. "Ok, one, two three, NUDGE STOP MOVING!"
"SOR-RY!" Nudge said in a preppy fashion.
"Ok, we're all here!"
Fang grabbed his hammer and pounded it against the table. "We will now commence with the PT..L.F.S.M.T.T." He took a deep breath. "D.T.M.C.W.B.F.G.F.K.T!" Lightning boomed in the distance. Angel whistled in amazement.
Fang paced around the room. "As we all might already know, our Twinkie stock went into a short supply today, and when I mean short supple, I mean WE HAVE NONE LEFT!" Lightning struck again in the distance.
"Winter is approaching quickly, and we need our fatty foods to survive this tundra. The definition of fatty food is the Twinkie!" A cricket chirped. Fang decided to ignore it, hoping that more lightning would come.
"So, will we search every store to find our prize?" Nudge asked. Max and Fang smiled.
"Oh yes, we shall." Max said.
Fang stood up and pulled down a pull down map from the wall and took out his pointer stick thing. "Ok, we will split into teams! Team blue is Gazzy, Iggy, and I." He pointed to the map. "We will be going to Giant, Wise, and Laures. Team red will be Max, Nudge and Angel." H pointed to the other side of the map. "You guys will be going to Walmart, Piggly Wigglys (Oh gosh I love that place) and Target!"
Gazzy and Iggy stood up to join Fang in the front of the room.
"Disperse!" Fang yelled. Thunder rattled the windows.
The Fatty Guys
"Dude, I'm blind! I cant find the convenient entrance!" Fang watched as Iggy walked around in circles at the entrance of Giant.
"So, shall we get our Twinkies?" Gazzy asked, skipping through the automated doors. Again, another luxury to the fatties our there.
"Let's find what we came here for!" Fang shouted in a war like way.
We sped walked to the desert aisle, or maybe it's the Twinkie aisle. Either way the end of the rainbow is down the aisle. We skimmed through the assortment of snacks, but there was no huge box labeled 'Twinkies' anywhere. NO WHERE!
"Excuse me!" Gazzy said to a worker.
"Yea?" He said nonchalantly.
"Where's the Twinkies?" He all but yelled.
The guy rolled his eyes. "We're sold out. An obese community came in an whipped us out." He walked away weirdly.
"Damn my life." Fang said all emo like.
The Not As Fat Girls
"What's first on the list?" Angel asked, spinning in a way that made Max want to puke up blood, and her stomach…and maybe a kidney if possible.
"Uhhh, Wal-Mart!" Max said all smart like.
"SUGAR SUGAR
Sponge cake
Ah, creamy filling
You are my sugar high!
And you got me wanting goo
Crave it
Ah, microwave it
Twinkies go dynamite!
Lovely phallic symbols too" Nudge sang in her creepy high pitched voice that sounded remotely like Justin Bieber.
Angel and Max stopped in their steps, looking at Nudge in a way that said 'Dear Jesus you are extremely weird…and I kinda want to push you off the edge of the earth' Nudge looked up innocently, as if she did nothing disturbing what so ever.
Max then burst through the doors of Wal-Mart in a very cool fashion.
"BOOM BABY!" Max shouted, Angel and Nudge at her sides.
The old lady greeter looked slightly afraid for her life, but she said hello so she wouldn't get fired and thrown out into the streets. Angel ran ahead, looking through aisle after aisle, until finally she found out that she wasn't even in the food section, but in the condom aisle.
"Hey Max!" Nudge shouted, suppressing her laughter at the sight of condoms.
"YESSSS?" Max shouted an aisle down. The shampoo aisle to be exact.
"You might wanna see this!" Angel said, using a cough to cover her laugh.
"What do you want children?" Max said, walking towards them.
"You might want one of these!" Nudge pointed.
Max walked up to the shelf, squinted her eyes to make out the lettering, then gaped slightly while trying to cover up a blush that was producing on her cheek. She figured 'Why be embarrassed when I can kill them with one sweep of my arm?'
And that is how you find 2 bird kids running for their lives.
"WAIT WAIT!" Nudge shouted. Stopping in mid run and lifting up her hands in surrender. Max was still running and ran gracefully into Nudge.
"WHAT?" Max screeched.
"We need to focus on our mission." Nudge said seriously. Angel's and Maxes eyes turned serious when they remembered what they came here for.
"Yes, yes…" Max muttered, strolling down the random Hostess aisle.
After a few seconds of tense silence Max yelled. "THEIR NOT FREAKIN HERE!"
"I knew those fat guys enjoyed themselves a little too much in that aisle!" Angel shouted, pointing at 2 fat guys hiding hostess boxes under their shirt.
"I'M GOING TO F-"Hello ladies and gentlemen, I must apologize for this interruption. Bad words are being used and I am trying to make you laugh, not scar you for life. So, please enjoy this episode of Rainbow the Magical Bunny and his little friend Toot the Owl! "YAY!" Rainbow yelled happily, showing Toot his pie he just made from scratch. "Oh my goodness! How was that possible?" Toot questioned. "Well, with a little motivation and some happiness you can-"
"CALM DOWN MAX!" Angel shouted at a red faced screaming Maximum.
Max took a deep breath. "I'm going to end up killing some one…" She muttered.
TO BE CONTINUED! So, did ya like it? Really like it? You hated it? Awwwwww….REVIEW MY FRIENDS! ALSO I AM NOT MAKING FUN OF FAT PEOPLE… Quotes during this chapter: *Typing about Rainbow and Toot* "My readers are going to think I'm completely mental!" "THEY ACTUALLY HAVE A TWINKIE SONG! Omg it's my new theme song! -cough- I mean….LOOK! YOGURT!" "Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle all the wa- wait a second…it's not Christmas!"