A Fudge Story

Max POV

Ok, so I said I wanted 40 total reviews. I wanted to see how far you guys would go, I guess... but now I want a total of 50 reviews before Chapter 6 is posted. Thank you all for reviewing, of course. JP owns characters. I own plot. MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Cough, cough.

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I hate the voice. I HATE THE VOICE!!!! We were now flying towards New York City, for a little r&r&reof. That means: rest and relaxation and reckless endangerment of flock. Nice, right? Uh,uh.

"Are we there yet?" whined Gazzy. He asked that about every five minutes, just to annoy me. It was working.

"We get there, when we get there!" I growled at him. Fang looked over at me and smirked. It said, you do not go well with unexpected interruptions from the voice. ...Obviously!

It was a few short hours until we reached New York, so we passed the time by playing truth or dare, and the violent version of rock-paper-scissors. I got the back of my hand slapped quite a few times by Angel...wonder why. She was such a cheater!

When we landed in the woods at New York City, tension filled my body. I could see that Fang was the same way, even though he suggested we do this. The rest of the flock were having a great time already. They chatted excitedly about what they were going to do here, where they would eat at, what they would buy. That morning as I told them where we were going, they had been practically bouncing off the walls. Literally. Iggy got so excited, he punched Gazzy by mistake. It was a pretty sweet uppercut. But Gazzy hadn't been too pleased. He threw Iggy against the wall and Iggy roundhouse kicked into the other wall. We stopped the fight before it became war. Now, the fight between them was forgotten. I had said a painful goodbye to my mom and sister, was given a couple of credit cards, and then we flew.

As we walked into the city, we immediately saw a hotel. Hotel Mela was the name of it. It looked quite expensive. And it also told me we were practically standing in Times Square. Great.

"Oooooooh, Max, please, can we stay in that hotel! Hotel Mela! Please, please, please, Max, it looks so cool, and fancy! Do we have enough money? Pleeeeeeeeeaaaaase!!!" Angel grabbed my arm and gave me the bambi eyes. Must....resist......EYES!, I thought. I went through an internal struggle, fighting off Angel's eyes with everything I had. Well, maybe not everything, cause....I lost.

"Alright, fine, lets go check in," I said, exasperated with myself. Curse those bambi eyes!

They were so evil, in so many ways. We walked in through the revolving doors and the flock went crazy. It was all glitter and gold. I could just feel the money slipping away from me. FISH...PASTE!!!

I walked up to the counter and got three rooms. The guy looked at us and said, "Are there any adults to take care of you?" This was not looking good. I had no choice but to lie.

"Yes, but they are going to be arriving a little late. They told us to go ahead and get the rooms. If you could give room cards...?" I said firmly. The man still looked wary so Angel came up and smiled at him. The man's face softened and he smiled back while giving us our room keys.

"Enjoy your stay!" he called after we started toward the elevator. Apparently, our lack of bags did not seem too suspicious to everyone else.

All three rooms had two beds each, a full kitchenette, full bathroom, tv, safe, coffee table. The works. Did I mention that the tv's were 42 inch. Yeah. Sweet deal for 200 bucks a room. I set the rooming order.

"Ok, Nudge and Angel, Gazzy and Iggy, Fang and me. Got it? No switching rooms, building bombs, sneaking out to buy clothes, and NO LOVE CRAP!!!" I emphasized on the love crap. As much as I hated it, I knew I would have to room with Fang. If the rest of the flock saw how we were acting, it would tear them apart. So far, I had managed to keep our fighting on the low side. I planned to keep it that way.

I saw Fang and Nudge give each other looks. It was a disappointed look. That got my blood boiling. "Everyone, we will crash in our rooms tonight, and order some room service. Don't go overboard! Tomorrow, I guess we will go mingle," I said. Angel and Nudge got excited looks in their eyes, Gazzy and Iggy slapped high-fives, and Fang....Fang smiled. A mischievous smile. It creeped me out. They all ran into their rooms and began talking, discussing what room service they were going to get.

Fang and I walked to our room and shut the door. "No love crap? Well, I guess you will just have to make an exception," Fang said as he checked out the kitchenette.

"What do by that?" I said in a dangerous voice. Here we go again. The givers of anger never stop giving.

Fang didn't answer. He threw a room service menu at me and started dialing the number. He ordered two enchilada's, three cheeseburgers, five plates of fries, and 6 Dr. Peppers. I took the phone from him and ordered. Three plates of spaghetti, two double cheese burgers, one plate of onion rings, and 5 Pepsi's added to the order, and I hung up.

"Please, Fang, what ever you have in mind, stop. The flock is family, not lovers. We need to be reasonable, and you need to stop with the Fudge," I found myself pleading with him. Fang looked up and stared deep into my eyes.

"I'm sorry Max. But not yet. I don't think you get the point. Fudge. It's all around in New York. That means, that my Fudge is accepted here. Besides, I'm going on a date tomorrow. Hope you don't mind, Mother!" Fang finished sarcastically.

I was about to tackle him to the ground and grind his brains in to the fancy carpet, but a knock came at the door. Our food was here. After a few odd looks, and a one hundred passed between us; we had our food, and the girl moved onto the Angel's and Nudge's room. They also had a hundred dollars on them.

Fang took his food to his bed and began chowing down. I grabbed a burger and stuffed half of it into my mouth. Stupid fancy food, always being too small. Stupid Fang with his sarcasm. Stupid New York, for having Fudge all around. Stupid me, for falling for Fang in the first place. It's going to be a long week.

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Interesting. Blog, creeped, and chowing are not words on Word Perfect. Strange.

Anyway, remember 50 total reviews, and I shall reveal to you Fang's date. Chapter 6. Sorry skipp20 for almost revealing your surprise on your story. Haha.

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