Okay, guys! I'm back! And really sorry for the wait, so I won't further delay you. But remember, review with ideas for the book and album titles, please! (;

MAX

How many times have I said Fang is literally the best friend in the world? Oh... a lot? Well then, this is awkward... BUT HE IS!

He's just so spectacular I could kiss hi-um... kiss his... beanie baby collection. Yep, that's it.

So yeah, I knew he was taking me to do some things today but this was perfect! Fang, though he's awesome, he's also kind of an idiot... he booked us for the couple treatment at Cloud 9 Day Spa... which basically meant we had to do everything together... covered only by thin, (but fluffy!), towels and the softest plush bath robes, and also, (though we were even less aware of this), was meant for couples who are in love and very... in touch with their sexual sides...

If I wasn't 100% comfortable around him, I most likely would have died of embarrassment. That did, however, happen once during one of the massages. Suddenly, my masseuse winked at me and signaled for his coworker to leave with him.

"Oh, wait, is our time up? Fang... Fang, what just happened?" He coughed into the tense air. "Oh dear Lord," I sighed. Suddenly, I saw Fang move to get up.

"WOAH THERE, TIGER. I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THIN-" Fang cut me off with a deep chuckle.

"Max, just turn your head for a sec." As I saw him continue to get up, I happily obliged. He cleared his throat again and I peaked through the fingers that had reached up to cover my eyes. I removed my hand when I felt Fang sit down on the table beside myself.

"If they expect us to do stuff in here, they're sick. Ew, I wonder how many people have done the dirty on these thi-"

"OKAY, EW EW EW EW EWWWW! DON'T YOU DARE FINISH THAT SENTENCE, FANG!" I received a chuckle in response.

"You're right. Let's ditch," Fang said with a mischievous glint in his eyes as he held out his hand, but faster than lightning it retracted back to his side when he remembered I was only wearing a towel on my lower half. Once we changed, Fang and I busted that Popsicle stand.

As we hopped onto the bus, I realized I had no idea where Fang was taking us. Ergo, being the always curious Maximum Ride, I asked-okay, demanded that he tell me- where we were going. Instead of an immediate answer, all I got was a slight twitch of his lips in the upper corner of his mouth-a very Fangalicious smirk.

I grumbled in frustration and let out an exasperated cry... okay, so that might be pushing it, but hey, I was dying, I think it was only natural to be impatient, am I right? He chuckled that deep, dark and sex- Um... sexu.. sexa.. yeah, I got nothing- chuckle of his and lightly play-punched my arm.

"All in due time, Maximum. All in due time." I sighed again and waited for Mr. Crazy Psychopath, as I wished to mentally refer to him as, to get up. As the bus came to a lurching halt, Fang grabbed my hand and motioned towards the front of the bus.

"I hope you don't mind a little bit of walking," Fang said with a small blush and a slightly worried look on his face. That time it was my turn to playfully punch his arm.

"Now now, Nicholas, you know I'm all for the verb," I jested, sticking out my tongue like a child and screwing my face up to match. We walked in a comfortable silence until we reached a park with a pond complete with a waterfall, bridge, and cute little ducks, (not to mention evil geese!).

I admit, I was confused, because this was extremely irrelevant to my bucket list. Apparently sensing the confusion, Fang grabbed my hand and lead me to the little blue bridge. As we were crossing I watched the water underneath it ripple over nearby rocks and stones, earning a cheeky smile from me.

When we reached the end, Fang hopped from a strip of water onto an island-like piece of land in the middle of the pond beneath the waterfall. With a stupid grin on his face, he held out his hand for me to hold on to as I jumped beside him.

I looked around at my quaint surroundings. It was truly beautiful. I inhaled the bright greens of the trees and the deep blue of the water, feeling the comforting air caress my fragile skin. It was possibly even more therapeutic than the spa...

Fang took off the black back pack that I somehow had neglected to notice beforehand and pulled out a large blue blanket with fluffy white clouds all over it. I instantly recognized it as my old comforter and smiled up at him. We both sat down next to each other and he pulled me into a tight hug. A few minutes later I remembered my initial confusion.

"Fang, this is beautiful and everything, but I thought today was about my bucket list." He plopped himself down onto his back and looked up towards the clouds, as if asking the gods how to answer the question. I followed suit and nuzzled my head into his surprisingly comfortable chest.

"Well, before we got down to business I just wanted to relax with you and make you forget about everything. And, well, honestly, I just wanted to forget about everything, too. I guess my point is, that I figured this would be a peaceful place to work on some songs and your book. Sorry if that seems stu-" I cut him off, silencing him with my hand. I had the sudden feeling of deja vu, realizing how often we cut each other off... I tried not to laugh at my thoughts.

"No, Fang." I hugged him, feeling him tense up, but then relax into my touch. "It's perfect."

Sorry for the wait and that it's kind of short... Ahh! But on the bright side it's only been a little over a month this time which is waaay better than like five months, am I right? Okay, so I'm going to update before school starts up again, (ugh, that word!), but from the 6th to the 13th and the 17th to the 23rd I'm going to be gone. I hope to have an update one of the days between the 13th and the 17th, though! I won't bore you with much else except I still need suggestions for the book title and album name!

Ah! Also, my inspiration for the duck pond they were at is this pond in Milford. Look up 'duck pond, milford ct' or something of the sort and you'll see what I was attempting, and most likely failing, to describe.

So, lovelies, review, please!

Love and Really Full Bellies
Abby