A Fudge Story

Fang POV

Alright, computer people. Here is the chapter that you've all been waiting for! Fang's Date!!!! Actually, I not sure if you have been waiting for the date or not, but here it is!!!

JP=characters....................Destinywriter99=plot.

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It was the early hours of the morning. 5:00 A.M., to be exact. The alarm clock beeped with a loud, penetrating sound that hurt to hear. I reached my hand over to hit the snooze button and found nothing but empty air. Why was the alarm so freakin' loud? My hand skimmed the entire length of the side table. I knocked over several phone books, menu's, and a lamp. But no alarm clock. I raised up and opened my eyes. I couldn't see it anywhere.

Then I felt a small vibration under my hands. I lifted my pillow to reveal the evil little alarm clock who wouldn't stop beeping. I switched it off and got out of bed. I looked over at Max. She was propped up, staring at me with an malicious smile on her face. And so the war starts over.

"Goooooooood morning, sunshine!!!" I said sarcastically. I will have the last laugh, I thought.

"Look's like a beautiful day, cupcake!!!" she replied back in a voice that sounded like poisoned honey. I watched her as she jumped out of bed and walked to the bathroom. Soon, maybe, she will realize that this sniping is pointless. Soon, she will see that all I wanted was for us to be together.

I picked up the stuff I had knocked over and set them back up on the table. Then I looked at the breakfast menu. This hotel was to expensive to have free breakfast in the morning, so I looked at the room service breakfast. Pancakes, biscuits and gravy, eggs, assorted meat, and even tofu were on the menu.

"Hey Max, room service for breakfast or fast food?" I yelled through the bathroom door.

"Room Service!" was the reply I got. I heard the shower running behind the door.

I went over and decided what I would get, then waited. A few minutes later, Max came out with the same clothes on, but a bit cleaner. I held the menu out to her and she snatched it away from me. I think she was still mad. Just my luck.

She picked up the phone and began ordering. Two biscuits and gravy, bacon, hashbrowns, three , and three egg and cheese biscuits were her order. I took the phone and added three bacon, egg and cheese biscuits, two egg and ham omelets, and two ice tea's. The food would be there in about 10 minutes.

As I hung up the phone, Max asked, "So, did you fix your blog?" I stared at her.

Continuing, she said, "Yeah, I'm admitting it because it would be stupid to pretend it wasn't me. So there. ....Why can't we just get along, Fang? Like we used to?"

"Max, we can't, because you need to realize something first. You need to come clean about what you feel inside. Trust me, I can live off Fudge, until you do," I said quietly. Her face flushed.

"I don't know what your talking about! I am clean on the inside! All we do is fight, and now you tell me that your trying to make me realize something!!! What? What the heck am I supposed to realize? All I know is that you like this whole "Fudge" thing! And if that's what you want, FINE!!! I guess I'm done realizing crap!! Go on your stupid date with Nudge! But leave me and the rest of the flock out of your affairs!" she screamed at me. Max had exploded. She leapt off her bed and ran out of the room. The door slammed shut and I jumped off the bed to follow her, only to stop myself. If I go after her, she will just kick my butt and suspect that the whole Fudge thing was fake. Then I would be in trouble.

So I sat back down and waited for the food to arrive. It hurt so bad to see Max so upset. By what I had done. In the end, I felt as though I was accomplishing nothing. I was causing her so much pain, just to hear her say, I love you. And, when she does find out that all that pain was because of a fake plan, she will hate me anyway. I am in way over my head. Ugh!

The food arrived shortly after I had those thoughts. I wolfed down my breakfast and sat drinking my ice tea, waiting for Max to come back. Hopefully, I thought, when I do come clean, I will beg for mercy and she will still love me.

Then Max came back, followed by the rest of the flock. She flopped down on the bed, pulled the cart loaded with her breakfast toward her, and began eating. Past the mouthful of bacon, she said, "Alright guys, here's today's plan."

"Can we go shopping, Max? Please! We didn't bring any clothes with us," interrupted Nudge. Angel looked up from the window she was staring through, and gazed pleadingly at Max. Max didn't look up from her breakfast.

"Not today. Today, we are just going to look around and get to know the city. Then tomorrow, we can go shopping for clothes, and go into any other stores that you scope out today. That alright with you guys?" Max stated. We all nodded.

"Awww, come on, Max! Shopping? Can't we go to some video game stores?" whined Gazzy.

"Like I said, after we buy some clothes, we can go into any store that you like. And I will make sure that the girls don't get stuff you, Iggy, and Fang won't like. We will go to the girls department, you will go to boys. Fair enough?" Max said. Gazzy and Iggy nodded. Max looked at me, glaring. I nodded too.

She had finally finished. "All right, lets go! I've already paid our rooms for a two week stay. Let's have some fun!" Max exclaimed, her false eagerness more for the younger kids than for herself. Luckily, they didn't hear the fake in it.

We walked out of the hotel and started strolling down Times Square. The flock Oo'd and Ah'd at practically everything they saw. The last time we were in New York, we were trying to hide from Erasers. Needless to say, they probably didn't get to have as much fun last time. Nudge and Angel spent 2 hours pointing out shops and giggling. Gazzy and Iggy whispered and pointed out shops too, but Gazzy also described everything to Iggy. On the account of the not seeing thing.

Max strolled along with a smile plastered to her face, responding to the questions and statements of the flock with short answers. Her face said happy, but her body said SO NOT HAPPY. Her whole body was tense, her muscle's clenched and ready to respond to any danger. I loved her. So much. But I needed to hear her say it.

When we stopped for lunch at a Hardee's, I walked over to her and put a hand on her shoulder. She glared daggers at me and shrugged me off.

"Nudge and I are going now. We'll see you back at the hotel," I said as nonchalant as I could. She waved a hand at me and said menacingly, "Have fun!" I grabbed Nudge's hand and walked out.

Nudge looked at me. "Fang, this needs to stop. I mean, Max is really hurt! If you love her, why keep fighting her and making her cry? It's seem's kinda stupid to me..." she said quickly. She slipped her hand out of mine and we walked side by side towards a nearby O'Charleys.

"Max needs to learn a lesson. And until I hear her say I love you, to me, then I won't stop. Are you going to ditch me?" I questioned. She shook her head.

"No, but what is the lesson that she needs to learn?" asked Nudge. We walked into the O'Charleys. I told them table for two and a waitress took us to a window booth, where we could see all the people passing by. We swiftly ordered our food, (I got three bowls of loaded potato soup, and Nudge got two plates of Chicken O'Tenders), then I answered her.

"The lesson she needs to learn is this: she can trust me with ANYTHING. Any thought, any feeling, any anything. And to not be afraid of her feelings. That's what she needs to learn. She did trust me for a long time. Then we saw other people and that trust was broken. We need to get it back. Also, I want us to be more than friends. It's pointless to keep denying it," I said. The waiter brought us our food and we started eating.

Neither of us spoke for a while. When we had both finished, I asked her if she wanted dessert. She said yes. I ordered the Ultimate Chocolate Chocolate Cake. Her hand was on the table so I laid mine over top of it. She looked at me weirdly and said, "What are you doing?"

"We're on a date, remember? Even if it is fake, Max can't know that."

"Oh."

"Nudge, I don't know where to go from here. What else can we do that will get Max to admit she likes me?" I sighed.

She thought for a moment, while the waitress brought us our cake with two spoons.

"I got it!" she exclaimed, and bent forward to whisper her plan in my ear. It was perfect. I smiled, and grabbed a spoon.

"Nudge, I guess your brain isn't all fluff after all!" I joked and began eating the cake.

"Hey! Look who's talking! It took you that long!" she shot back and started to eat too. Then we both cracked up! It was just too funny; the whole date thing and the jokes. We continued eating but every time we stuck a piece of cake in our mouths', one of us would whisper "fluff" or "plan" and it would start all over again.

After another round of laughter, I looked out the window.....and straight into the eyes of Max. She was staring at us through the window. My laughter faded and Nudge looked to see what it was. Seeing Max, she quickly turned her head back to the cake. I could see Max's eyes flick from our smiles, to our hands, to our cake that we were sharing. My smile was still on my face, so I decided to infuriate her. I widened my smile and cocked an eyebrow. Angry tears filled Max's eyes and she ran back into the stream of people.

Then I felt bad. Nudge suddenly looked depressed.

I popped the rest of the cake in my mouth. "I think we should go back now," stated Nudge. I nodded. I paid for the food and we left the restaurant. As we walked back to the hotel, I grabbed her hand again. She tried to pull away, but I held tight.

"We have to make it look real!" I hissed in her ear. She swallowed and nodded. As we reached the hotel, I ran threw the plan again with her. We tweaked a bit, then satisfied, I stopped at her room.

"See you later, baby," I said loudly. "Bye!" she practically shouted. Then she went into her room. I walked down the hall and entered my own room.

Max was asleep in her bed when I walked in. I went over to her and saw that her whole face was red from crying. I bent down and whispered, "I'm sorry Max..."

The next thing I knew, her hand was flying threw the air and she slapped me. HARD! I staggered backward and put a hand to my stinging cheek. Max turned over and resumed her fake sleep.

"I guess I deserved that," I murmured sadly. Then I clicked off the lamp that I had turned on when I came in, and went to bed.

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