Look who's back, look who's back!
Zach: With an incredibly short chapter, might she add.
Abby: Yes, with a very short chapter, but it's still an update. And we're already done with 35 of the 50 things on the list! Which means after years and years of you all waiting for this story to just END, it's almost here! *Please insert some sort of sad faces here*. My goal for the past few years has been to finish the three stories I have been working on: this one, Here Comes the Spy, (my Gallagher Girls story), and Her Bucket List, (my other Maximum Ride story). I will not be starting any new projects until I get these three out of the way, so away I write!

Previously on 50 Ways to Annoy Iggy: THE STORY

As Max smirked and started nagging on Iggy for his lack of patience with the "younger ones of the Flock", I sat back and silently laughed, my daily job done. Man, always having enough words is great. OMG! What if one day I no longer have enough words to explain myself! What if the Merriam-Webster's dictionary is not enough for me! Would other dictionaries have new words for me? What about Urban Dictionary, do they count? Nah, I bet they don't, that's just for the really mean people to make up fake definitions of made up words. But hey, at least they are wor—seriously, Nudge! Enough with the mind-babble!

32) When he goes to sit down pull the chair away
33) When he goes to sit down push him away from it
34) Poke him in the stomach and run away screaming:
35) HAHA! I POKED THE BLIND KID! HE NEVER SUSPECTED A THING 'CAUSE HE CAN'T SEE! HAHA!

ANGEL POV

After everything that had happened today, my belly definitely hurt from laughing so hard. I had asked Max if I could make everyone some macaroni and cheese for dinner and she reluctantly agreed, so long as she oversaw me working with the stove. I think sometimes she forgets that she's the worst in our Flock with cooking ware.

I was busy stirring in the milk and butter to some nice home-made Kraft, when everyone piled in from a game of tag outside. Max grabbed the spoon from me and winked, summoning our next prank.

"Dinner's almost ready, everybody! Into the kitchen, please!" I shouted towards them. One by one they piled into the kitchen, Iggy trailing behind. As he headed towards his chair, I quietly rushed behind it and waited for his body to squat down. 3, 2, 1, and PULL! Iggy went crashing to the floor.

"Hey! My chair was right there! Guys, it was right there, wasn't it?" I watched as they all held their breaths to swallow laughs. I pushed the chair back towards Iggy.

"Here you go, Iggy, it's okay to miss sometimes!" I cheerfully told him. As he went to sit down again, I watched Fang reach over and push him over. Once again, Iggy fell to the ground.

"That was not an accident!" He exclaimed. As Max started pouring macaroni into everyone's bowls, Iggy yanked the chair under his bottom and hastily sat down. I immediately poked him in his belly and ran away screaming, "HAHA! I POKED THE BLIND KID! HE NEVER SUSPECTED A THING, 'CAUSE HE CAN'T SEE! HAHA!"

Wow, I sure can be evil sometimes.

Okay, yes, like I said, very short. However, I just put out two other chapters a week ago! Here is my game plan:
Zach: Should I get the drawing board?
Abby: No, you idiot, it's not like they can see it.
Zach: Gosh. Such harsh words.
Abby: Anyway, so my game plan is to write back and forth between all three stories. So after publishing this, I will write another chapter for Her Bucket List, then Here Comes the Spy, and then this story again. I will repeat that process until I have finally finished my stories!
Zach: Woo-hoo. Yay. Yippee. Get on with it.
Abby: So while this may be a very short chapter, please expect another one shortly! If it's not up in a week, (this is Christmas week, after all), don't hesitate to review and remind me where my priorities lie!

Love and Higher Expectations,
Abby