AN- Woohoo, soo… yeah, this is another one of my favorite stories. –grins- It's from Fang's POV mostly, with a few different chapters from Max, or Iggy. This first chapter is a little random, but- well, no; the whole thing is a little random. At this point- three chapters into it- it's pretty much plotless, besides the underlying hints of possible Fax. Please R'N'R!
Disclaimer- James Patterson owns Maximum Ride and it's characters. The only thing I own is this plot, the MR books 1&2 in hardcover, and several gazillion notebooks. -sulks- Not fair...
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Fang's Note- Hey, this is Fang- you probably know me from Maximum Ride, or my blog. This is the prologue of the story of our first "vacation". More on that later. Read on.
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I'm Fang, 20 years old, and I live with my family, who is five kids not related to me by blood and a talking dog, but is all that I have. We're- well, we're amazing; like nothing you've ever seen before. Of course, though, you've already heard this whole speech from Max, haven't you? Why else would you be here, reading this, otherwise? Then I guess you've probably heard about the whole "saving the world" thing, and the "School" thing, and the "Itex", the "Jeb Batchelder and Anne Walker", the "Max II", and the "island idea" things, too, right? Well, let me catch you up with what's happened since then.
Five years ago, (AN- insert your own idea of what happens HERE, lol.)
Okay, now that you know what happened… Max is yelling at me to tell you about us.
I'm not yelling!
What ever you say.
SHUT UP.
Ha-ha-ha. In case you couldn't tell, that's Miss Maximum Ride, the leader and mother of our flock. Don't mind her- she's just sore because she didn't get asked to do this.
Shut up, Fang. The only reason I wasn't asked was because they felt bad for you.
Max, get over yourself. They asked Fang to do it because they figured he might be a little less- dramatic, you know?
Oh, thanks, Ig.
Hey, no problem!
S-A-R-C-A-S-M.
Wow, you know how to spell. Brava!
Yeah, that's Iggy, the-
Blind guy. Whoop-dee-do. I can still cook your butt out of the water, and don't you forget it.
That's not what I was going to say, but…
Oops. Sorry. What were you gonna say, then?
That you're a pyro.
Oh, and that's so much better…
I know isn't it?
No.
Ha-ha. See, Iggy, they're taking pity on him.
…uh, no, sorry. I don't see.
Shut up.
So, yeah, the three of us are twenty- wait, Iggy, aren't you still nineteen?
Yes…
Hey, Iggy, it's okay! Your birthday's coming up.
I know, Nudge, but they won't let me forget that I'm younger than them.
Oh, well, so what? I'm only seventeen, Gazzy's fourteen, and Angel's eleven! You're still older than us.
That makes me feel so much better…
It should!
And I'm eleven and a half, not just eleven.
Right! Sorry, Angel!
…so that takes care of everyone.
What about me?
Of course. How could I for get the dog? (Sarcasm, of course.)
"The dog"? I'm insulted.
Hello, Insulted. I'm Iggy!
I don't get it.
That's okay, Total. I don't think many people get him.
Max, that's not very nice!
Yeah, besides, I get him.
Thanks, Fangie!
No prob, Iggster.
They're ganging up on me!
Well, Max, that wasn't a very nice thing to say.
Oh, great, now Angel's against me.
Hey!
I'm on your side, Max!
…thanks, Total. That really helps.
Anytime!
Ugh…
That wasn't very nice either, Max.
What?
You insulted Total.
No I didn't!
Yeah, actually, you did. And you insulted the Iggmeister, too.
What! Nuh-uh!
Yuh-huh!
I did not insult you, Iggy.
Actually, Max, you kind of did. But guys-
Ha-ha, I rule! Everyone's on my side!
Not everyone!
Shut up. Everyone besides you and the dog, then.
It's Total!
Whatever…
HEY, guys, can we wrap this up? I'm sure my readers-
Your readers?
That's not very fair…
Life's 'not very fair', Ig, face it.
I CAN'T 'FACE IT', I'M BLIND!
OUR readers would rather have something to actually read besides just us arguing.
But arguing is so much fun!
Besides- isn't this supposed to be about us, the flock?
Well, yeah. So?
So, arguing is apart of our life.
No it's not.
Yes it is.
No it's- oh.
Yeah, 'oh'. Ha-ha.
Shut up.
Alright, I'm ending this. Say goodbye, guys.
G'bye, guys!
Fang-
See you later!
Bye!
Come again soon!
Woof! Ha-ha-ha…
Flock out.
Fang, if you-
END
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Fang's Note- Yeah, when I-we– originally wrote this, it wasn't all- nice and coded like it is now. You have me to thank for that.
…So? I'm waiting. Thank me. (Conceited, much?) Shut up Iggy. (Ha-ha.)
Oh, by the way, the code is
Max (No kidding)
Me, Fang (I think they figured most of this out, Fang.) (Shut up)
Iggy (Yo.)
Gazzy (Yo! Ha.) (Copycat.)
Angel (Hi!)
Nudge (Hey!)
Total (You humans are weird…) (And you're not?) (That's enough, guys. It's called "Fang's Note" for a reason.) (Whatev…)
Until next time. (Yeah, if they even show up next time…) IGGY! (Ha-ha.) Jeez…
-Fang and the Flock
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AN- So, that's it. Please review and let me know what you think! –begs on knees- Pweez? (lol, I'm totally kidding. Well, about the whole "begging" thing, not the reviewing thing.) –holds out cookies as bribes- You know you want to!