Chapter 2
Fang's POV
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Watching Max zoom away was not easy. I still can't believe what I'm doing sometimes, but I knew I had to get Max to admit she liked me. Just a little. And the fanfiction had given me an idea.
"Nudge, come here for a sec", I yelled over the wind.
"What's up?", she asked as she flew in beside me. I told her my plan.
"Fang, are you freakin' serious! You know your going to hurt Max!! She will figure it out!", exclaimed Nudge.
"She won't if you don't tell her...", I said darkly. "Are you in or what?"
"Ok, but let me tell Angel", said Nudge uncertainly. "No!...", I said, but too late.
"No need for that, I already know", stated Angel from my other side. She tapped her head.
"Angel, what did I say about reading my thoughts!", I said furiously.
"Oh. Not to do it. Sorry Fang, but sometimes, it just happens", Angel looked down.
"It's fine. Don't do it again though. Now, you and Nudge can't tell Iggy or Gasman, got it?", I said. Both nodded. "Alright, so today, I will try and talk to Max...maybe get her a bit riled. It should be hilarious."
We arrived at Dr.M's house a few minutes later. As I spiraled downward, I tried to gather my thoughts. Just Max's reaction was enough to tell me she was p.o'd. I was going into enemy territory. Shrugging off the feeling of doom, I landed and walked into the house.
"Where's Max?", I asked Ella.
"In the bathroom. She looked furious. What in the world did you do, Fang?", Ella questioned.
"You haven't seen anything yet", I muttered, and walked to the bathroom.
The door was locked when I tried it. I heard running water, probably the shower. Max always seemed to be in the shower when she was upset.
"Hey, Max, come out!", I yelled through the doorway.
"No, I'm busy! Go away, before I call the cops!", yelled a muffled voice from behind the door.
"I am the cops, Max. Which would you prefer, good or bad?", I shouted back.
"Fang, if you break down this door, I will personally escort you to your grave!"
She was getting more irritated, I could tell.
"You know you couldn't do that, Max. You loooooooove me! Ain't that right?", I called.
The next thing I knew, the door was open and a sopping-wet, fully-clothed, red-faced, kick-butt Max was tackling me in the hallway.
"Your dead meat, you sexist pig!!!", she screeched at me.
We rolled down the hallway, past the kitchen and living room, and rolled right out the front door; which was being conveniently held open by Nudge.
"Have fun, you two!", she called from the door way, and shut the door.
Max finally jumped off me and started punching and kicking me.
"Why can't you just leave me alone!", she yelled.
"Stop, or I will mock you once more!" I shouted. Blocking her when she was in a right rage was becoming difficult. Max was wearing down though.
Max knew she would get nowhere, so she launched herself into the air and snapped open her wings; flapping hard to gain altitude. I easily followed her.
"What do you think about Fudge?" I asked her when we had reached the same height.
Max sighed. "Do what you want. I don't give a crap" she said monotonously.
I nodded, then said, "I think I will take it to the city..."
The look on her face made me grin inwardly. Oh, how much fun I was having.
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