Chapter Two kinda…
"Fang, this is a really expensive restaurant. What's up?" Max asked. Fang sighed, rolling his eyes at her, just to see her pout.
"Not when both of us have good jobs it's not. Anyways, I wanted to take you out for once. Is that such a crime?" He kissed her cheek and followed the waiter as he showed them to their table.
"Some one will be with you at once. Please, enjoy your time." The man gave Max a small bow, smiled too nicely at her, and left.
"So what IS this all about? And don't try to change the subject." She hissed, shifting in her seat. Obviously she was uncomfortable, not having something cover her wings; but a jacket or anything would be unnecessary. He'd found a way to make her wings become invisible- for at least two hours.
"Oh, you'll see sooner or later." He assured, flashing her a grin. Her nose wrinkled and she crossed her arms. A waitress walked up, smiling too warmly at Fang; he winced inwardly and ignored her. Obviously, she was a bottle blonde, not a natural like Max.
"Hi, I'm Kaciey, and I'll be yur server toa'night. What can I gettchu?" She asked with a very bad southern accent. Max's face blanked and Fang could see she was holding in laughter.
"Uh, yeah, I'll get a slab of ribs." She said, her voice smug and she was obviously putting heavy emphasis on her recently acquired Northern accent. "And some fries." Kaciey looked vaguely surprised.
"Uh…will you be sh-sharing that?" She asked. Fang grinned.
"No, I'll take the same, with a shrimp cocktail and bring some steak over here, too." What could he say? It was a classy restaurant and he liked to try new things. Max raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"Make that two. And I'll have a milkshake." She said.
"Uh…you realize that ya'll are in the Sapphire, right?"
"What I realize is that we're paying a lot of money to eat here and that you are not bringing us our food. I realize that it's a big order. Are the words too big for you and you're struggling to figure them out or are you just a natural b-"
"Max…" Fang warned slowly.
"So I suggest you go get our food if you want to keep your job." Max finished. Kaciey left immediately, looking thoroughly intimidated.
Through dinner Fang fidgeted nervously with the ring in his pocket. He was nervous. 'What if she says no?' He thought in panic. Max seemed completely at ease, though she knew something was up. That's Max.
"So, Fang, how was your food?" She asked, dipping her fingers in the sauce left in the cocktail.
"Same as yours Max. Very…well done." He said, grinning. She slowly licked her fingers clean.
"Hmm…that's nice. Oh, did you know that Nudge came over today?" She asked.
"No, how is she? Angry that we didn't call her?" Fang inquired.
"Yeah, she's fine. But before you came home, she got a call from her boss and had to go. Too bad." Max sighed, braiding her napkin.
"She can come over tomorrow. Hey your mother called and said she was coming into town." Fang said, not wanting her to be too surprised.
"Fang, how many times do I have to tell you?! She's pretty much your mom too. No more of this 'your mom' crap." Max laughed, waving a hand in the air.
"Okay, Mom called and said she was on her way with your sister. Does that make you happy?" He sighed in mock frustration.
"Yes, that makes me very happy." She granted him a large, runway smile. Fear bulleted through him as he stood up, shivering.
"Max, I've got a question to ask you." He said.
"Uh…okay." It was silly really, doing this all formally, but Fang wanted to get it right. So he kneeled down, got on one knee and opened the box.
Xxxxxxxxx Max's breath caught in her throat as Fang got on one knee and opened a velvet black box. Inside sat a ring. It was a band of silver with a heart shaped jade colored stone in the middle with two rubies on either side, princess cut.
"Maximum Ride, will you marry me?" He asked, dark eyes wide and hopeful.
"Oh, yeah, baby!!" She shouted, unable to contain herself. Max jumped off her chair and into his arms. He kissed her neck and slid the ring on her ring finger.
"Thanks." he whispered in her ear. The other people were "awww" ing and clapping.
Xxxxxxxxx When they got home, Max found Iggy, Gazzy, Nudge, Angel, Ella, and Doctor Martinez all standing in the kitchen. All of their eyes darted to her left hand when they first saw them then they all started talking at once.
"Ohmygawds!! She said yes!! I knew it!!" Nudge cheered, hugging Fang around the waist. Max smiled at how much he'd changed. If he had been sixteen he would have stiffened up to the hug; now he patted Nudges back, looking relaxed completely.
"Did she like it? Oh, yes she did!!" Angel squealed, running over to Max and hugging her.
"Did everyone know about his but me?" Max demanded, hugging Angel back.
"Yeah, I was supposed to distract you, Angel helped with the ring, and Gazzy and Iggy got your mom and Ella here! You guys are perfect together!" Nudge exclaimed.
"What? Aw you guys! Uh…" Max's face turned red. She didn't know what to say.
"So, Max, can we help you with the wedding?" Nudge asked. Ella, Mom, Angel, and Tally all did Bambi eyes.
"Fine."
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On October thirty first Max stood in a white wedding dress, fiddling with her hair, which was up in a 'messy' bun and covered in diamonds. The dress she'd picked tied around her neck; the train was six feet long and the skirt was covered in glittering jewels. The v-necked front was a very soft satin that cling to her very snuggly. And made her look and feel very beautiful. Her wings were outspread, the brown specks spray painted white and they were sprinkled with glitter.
"Hold still, Max. If you keep fidgeting, your nails will be messed up!" Angel snapped, looking up. Nudge entered the room, her maid of honor dress glittering. Angels curls bounced as she stood. Her strapless, light mint green had a ribbon in the middle and it looked beautiful on her, as always. Nudge smiled brightly.
"Max, you should see Fang. He looks so nervous! Like he's scared you're going to chicken out!" Nudge exclaimed, dancing around the room. She turned on the radio, grinning.
"How's Gazzy and Iggy?" Max asked, petting Meowy as he rubbed against her leg.
"Gazzy's holding ring and Iggy is waiting by Fang. You should, uh, know, Max-"
"Nudge, what did you do?" Max hissed.
"Well I figured that in a formal wedding, a father's supposed to walk a daughter down the aisle, so I kinda-sorta… Well, you did give me power over the invite list. I wasn't sure if I should have invited Jeb or Bill, so I invited both!" Nudge said nervously.
"What? Why on Earth would you invite JEB?! The last time I saw him was when I was sixteen." 'Crap,' she thought. She didn't want them to know about that.
"What happened?! You never told us you saw him then!!" Nudge gasped.
"Well, Fang came with me. I was hurt again and we went to moms house and he was there. When he offered to help, I wanted to leave, but it was almost impossible. So…Mom fixed me and yeah. Fang hit Jeb for saying something, I can't remember and we left Not the best terms." Max wanted to cry, but she held it back.
"Well, what about Bill?" Nudge asked, looking guilty.
"He's okay, but I barely know him. And his name isn't Bill, it's Hernando." Max sighed.
"Well, bill is easier than Hernando, anyways." Nudge rolled her eyes. "And there's something els-"
"Ten min- whoa." Some guy with pretty brown colored hair stuck his head in.
"What?" Nudge demanded. Angel giggled nervously.
"We'll be out in a few, Sam." She said. Max's eyes widened and she looked faint.
"Max, you look great! Long time, no see." Sam said, polite as ever. Max smiled as he backed out.
"She invited all of your old friends from school!" Angel tattled, wide eyed. Nudge started fidgeting,
"What?" Max gasped.
"I, uh, have to go check on…uh, something." Angel rushed out of the room, wings twitching as if she wanted to fly.
Xxxx Angel ran towards where Fang was talking to Lissa, trying to ignore the thoughts of people. Lissa's thoughts were on something Angel didn't want to hear. Fangs were slightly red and angry while slightly confused and uncomfortable. Angel sighed, finally getting to them.
"…So you're defiantly getting married? It's not your friend?" She cooed.
"Yeah,…OH! Ange!" He said, relief coloring his voice. 'Help me!' he thought.
"Hey, uh Lissa, you've got something to do at work and you can't make it back." Angel said, hearing Lissa's thoughts turn to her words.
"I have something to do at work, and I won't make it back today." She said in a trance like voice. Angel waved and turned back to Fang.
"Sam wants to talk to you. And who is going to walk Max down the aisle?" Angel asked, smiling. "Jeb or Hernando?" Fangs eyes and darkened and he looked over her head, trying to see him.
"Not Jeb," he growled.
"Okay, I guess we'll see how she wants this to go." Angel skipped back to the dressing room. Of course, when she bumped into Max, she only giggled. To her, it was weird seeing her Max in a wedding dress; she'd always been a mother to Angel.
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"I always knew you two would be together." Jeb said in Voice mode. She grimaced, looking forward. The piano-ist smiled at her as she passed, but she could see the baffled expression; she had two men walking her down the aisle. Both of which she hadn't considered a dad to her. Jeb- her actual bio father- but not her dad. Hernando- married to her mother, step-father, but not step-dad.
Before she knew it, Max was in front of the priest, with Fangs, wide, shocked eyes staring at her.
"enter priests words here. Lots of words…" the priest said, turning to Fang. "Do you, Fang Ride, take Maximum Martinez to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, through sickness and through health till death do you part?"
"I do." Fang said quickly, whole body shaking.
"And do you Maximum Martinez re-enter question" Max took a deep breath, wanting her voice to sound strong. She saw Fangs face start getting scared when she paused.
"I do." She said, loud and clear. A true Max voice.
"By the blah blah enter speech." The people in the pews stood up, cheering loudly. Max could see JJ, her old best friend.
"Okay, everyone, get your cameras ready!" Angel called in a teasing voice, camera ready. She'd been taking pictures of the whole thing. Nudge was on the other side, using a black and white camera. Fang and Max leaned towards each other, ignoring the flashing cameras as they kissed.
The crowd cheered again, rushing to surround the new couple. Max smiled as Dr. Martinez came up holding a video camera. Fangs face got darker in color.
"Yes, Fang, we got the look on your face when you saw Max on tape." She laughed.
"Okay, everyone! Max is gonna throw the bouquet and then we'll the happy couple cut the cake! And after that we can go to the after party place across the street and dance." Nudge opened her mouth to go on, but Iggy got to her and closed her mouth. Max sheepishly got beside her.
"I guess I have to throw this now…" She said, turning towards the large, colored window that was behind them. The women in the crowd gathered around tightly, waiting. Max sighed and closed her eyes, throwing the bouquet of colorful flowers behind her. A small squeal filled the church. Max looked back and saw Tally holding the bouquet, looking shocked.
"Who caught it?" Iggy asked.
"Your girlfriend!" Gazzy said in a deep, announcers voice. Iggy's usually paper white face turned blood red. Tally ran up to him and pulled him down by the neck, kissing him; the whole church paused, then laughed weakly. When Tally pulled away, she looked at Max.
"Congratulations dudette!! But you know, you'll have to quit your job, now." Tally said, then slapped her hand over her mouth, looking wide eyed at Fang.
"S'okay, he knows."
Everyone waited as Fang got gently behind Max and put his hand over hers, helping her cut the large, beautiful cake. Angel and Nudge got loads of pictures, lots and lots of pictures. Sam kissed Max's cheek; Fang put an arm around her waist after that. Dr. Martinez and Ella hugged her and congratulated them. Mom put a hand out, not sure if Fang wanted a hug or not. Fang smiled and gave her a hug. She seemed shocked, but returned the hug.
"Hey, I have a big brother now!" Ella exclaimed, looking dazedly startled.
"Yeah, and I have another little sister." Fang grinned at her, hugging her. Jeb sauntered over, looking grumpily at Hernando.
"Congrats, Max!" Hernando said, giving her a tight hug and carefully avoiding her wings. It was at that moment when Max noticed two things. One Fangs wings were out spread too. And two- Tally had lime green wings folded on her back.
"Uh, thanks 'Nando." She mumbled, distracted.
"Let's go everyone!" Nudges voice carried, making everyone head towards the after party.
When they got there Nudge got on stage and started babbling into the mike, talking excitedly about how cool it was that they were finally married and then somehow she got on the subject of how good the cake was and that things were finally going well and that the food was really really good. Iggy finally sighed and pushed her off stage, taking the mike.
"Hey, guys. As you know, Max has always been my little sister- well, yeah I guess she's older than me, but she's way shorter than me so I considered her my younger sister after a while. And Fang's been my best friend since forever. They've always supported us - the family- and always looked after us. They were like a mom and dad to us. And know they finally admitted it to each other. And, though Fang is my friend, I want him to know that if he ever hurts Max, I will rip his insides out and beat him with his large intestine. Just saying. I want to tell them how grateful I am. No matter how ungrateful I acted when I was fourteen, fifteen and sixteen, I was really glad that I had someone to help me bear with this horrid place we call home. Most people would say we're rough around the edges- they're wrong. Max made sure we were sharp and pointed around the edges. No one could hurt us if she was there. Fang made sure we all had back bones and knew who to trust and who to let in. If he ever left, we were all sort of spineless- we also had large prides and never let anyone else know. So thanks guys!" Iggy said, smiling brightly. Max was crying, but she was trying to hide it, Fangs face was glowing. She ran up to the 'stage' and hugged him, tailed by Fang. She kissed Iggy's cheek.
"That was so sweet, Iggy. Thank you so much." Iggy kissed her cheek in a brother-sister gesture.
"Watch it Iggy. Your speech was cool, but not that cool." Fang laughed, giving Iggy a 'man-hug'.
Fang could barely contain his happiness. Today had been great, nothing had gone wrong. 'Well, almost nothing.' he thought, grimacing. Seeing Lissa and Sam had defiantly put a damper on his day; made him slightly depressed. It made him embarrassed and angry at himself. 'How could I be so stupid?' he thought. Out of the corner of his eye, Fang saw Max talking politely to Sam. But she looked distracted, which made him happy.
"Fang, do you think you and Max are going to have little avian-human babies?" An unrecognizable six year old asked, staring up at him with two different colored eyes.
"What? Who are you?" Fang asked, startled. Dr. Martinez came over and grabbed the girl, swinging her in a circle playfully.
"Silly girl, Fang doesn't know you. Sorry, Fang. This is my niece, making her your cousin-in-law. Her name is Carlotta. Say hi." She said. The little girl waved.
"Hi, Fang." The girl smiled sweetly, so much like Angel with dark hair when she was little. Suddenly her smile dropped into a blank face. "Now answer my question." She demanded in a startlingly strong voice.
"Uh…I….uh…" Fang stammered, blushing. Valencia turned to the little girl, glaring.
"What, exactly, did you ask, Carla?" Carla's face immediately turned innocent.
"Nothing, really…"
"She asked if Max and Fang were going to have kids. I was wondering myself." Tally came out of nowhere, grinning. Fangs blush deepened as he stared around the crowd, looking for Max. All he could find were Angel, Nudge, Gazzy, and Iggy. Something made him worry. Sam was nowhere to be seen either. He was sending frantic thoughts to Angel to get him out of this situation. She just grinned and turned away.
"I uh…well…I…we…" His face just got darker as he stammered over his words. Some ones hot breath was on his neck and he felt himself relax at the voice.
"Why so tense?" Max asked, arms around his chest.
"Your cousin has a question to ask you." He said, pretending to try to squirm out of her grasp. Of course, he'd rather stay and listen. Max's arms clamped down harder; Fang grinned.
"What?" Max asked, sounding slightly confused.
"This is my niece, Max. Her name is Carlotta. She's your cousin and you guys don't have to answer her question. Actually, I'd prefer you didn't." Valencia winced.
"Hi, Carla. Fang, what question? Why is everyone making such a big deal about this?" Max asked, smiling over his shoulder. Fang looked down and saw that she was standing on her tiptoes in heals.
"It's awkward." He said. She kissed his cheek.
"Talking is awkward for you, Fang." She giggled. His knees shook a little. Tally sighed loudly.
"Are you gonna have kids?" She asked, sounding exasperated. Max's face turned bright red at an alarming rate, matching a delicate rose.
"I don't know…we just got married an hour ago!" She said, pinching Fangs arm. "You could've warned me!" She hissed.
"Where's Sam?" Fang asked, feeling tense. Max stood in front of him now, brown eyes wide and innocent.
"I asked him to leave." She said, smiling. A shock ran through Fang. Why had she asked him to leave? 'She was having fun with him here.' He thought, hiding the shock on his face.
"Why?" He asked finally, unable to contain it.
"You were tense with him here. I want you to be happy before I want him to be happy." She said, smiling. "I love you, Mr. Ride."
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Three hours later Max was pulling her hair down from the design. She didn't feel the least bit tired- she was keyed up. 'Something about getting married makes me giddy.' She thought with a giggle. Fang came into the bathroom and smiled at her, face exuberant.
"So did you have fun?" He asked. Max shook her head.
"Nope. I mean, I only got married to the best man in the world and I had my entire family plus some at my after party and now I'm with my new husband. Why would I be having fun?" Max asked sarcastically. Fang wound his arms around her small waist and rubbed her wings.
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The next day they were frantically running around the hotel room in a panic. Max could feel her stomach knotting up. Something was going to go wrong. She was still in Fangs t-shirt and boxers from the night before and her hair was in a knotted mess.
"Max, we have wings. How hard can it be to get to Indonesia? I mean, you flew to Germany!"
"First in a plane, then with wings! And no luggage!" She cried, putting her hair up.
"We don't need any luggage. Calm down. If we miss our flight, Angel can get us tickets for the next one." Fang said, messaging Max's shoulders.
"Okay, but…let's get changed and showered and maybe we can even -gasp!- brush our hair!" She put a hand over her mouth as if she was actually in shock. Fang chuckled. As they got ready, Max couldn't help but worry. She would be in Borneo for a week, with no way to keep in contact with the flock…
On the plane, Fang kept rubbing the back of Max's hand, trying to calm her down. He was debating on whether he should tell her now, or later, but he swore to himself that he would tell her.
"Fang, Tally's got wings." Max blurted suddenly."What?" Fang asked, only barely surprised. Iggy said something about knowing another winged girl…
"Yesterday I saw lime green wings on her back…" She made a face.
"I didn't see anything but you." He said. He leaned towards her and kissed her lips. Someone cleared their throat from beside them, but neither Fang nor Max noticed.
"Please fasten your seatbelts. We are now landing in England." A mechanical voice said. Max's eyes lit up and Fang could tell she was excited.
"You ready for another plane?" He asked, squeezing her hand and leading her off.
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A week later Fang kicked open the door of his apartment, carrying Max's luggage. No matter how hard he struggled with all the bags, he couldn't drop his smile. The only thing that made him frown was the idea of how Max would react to his actual job. 'She'd be fine with it….if I hadn't lied.' He thought with a grimace.
"Max!" A dark ball of hair and skin flew past him and knocked Max to the ground.
"Hi, Nudge." She laughed. Iggy and Gazzy ran out of nowhere an took Fang down.
"Whassup guys?" He asked.
"Shhh…Quiet. Boyslyf, want Xam." Iggy said urgently.
"What? I thought they were all dead!" Fang whispered, spreading his wings and walking towards the back bedroom. He crept along the wall, pressing his wings flat against it. He heard the small, easily recognizable buzz coming from the room. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Half way through exhaling a metal hand closed around his throat and lifted him off the throat.
"We have been searching for you. Our master wants Maximums assistance." One droned.
"Why? You want me dead, remember?" Max's foot kicked the base of the metal spine, forcing the Flyboy to wink out and fall to the ground. She continued to take out all of the Flyboys around her while Fang choked and crept into the bedroom. A man with baby fine blonde hair and blue-green eyes stood in the room. He looked strong and also scared.
"Is Maximum hurt?" He asked.
"No, who are you?"
"Omega?!" Max shrieked and Fang stiffened. She'd told him a million different things about him.
"Yes Maximum. But I am not here to fight. I am here to ask a favor of you." The man blinked, looking around the room.
"Call off the Flyboys you have around the house." Max said.
"None. I have no more Flyboys. I was merely to ask your opinion or for your help." Omega said, looking down.
"What do you need my help with?" Max asked; Fang could tell she was growing curious.
"I need you to assassinate someone for me." Max let out a loud laugh.
"What? Haven't you noticed? I have no clue what you're talking about! Assassinate?" She questioned.
"We…thought….on the records we stole, they say 'Ride, avian hybrid' and lots of other…blah. You're the only Ride there-" Omega's sharp eyes seemed to catch the matching rings on Fang and Max's fingers.
"Assassin...?" Max looked at Fang in shock and confusion. "I'm not an assassin." Max shook her head. The muscles in his stomach tightened.
Max's eyes shot from Fang to Omega and back again. Something was up and she didn't like not knowing; Omega fidgeted nervously and she could tell he wasn't evil anymore. Something had happened- had he resisted his master? Formed a soul?
"Okay, Fang, what the hell is going on?" She snapped, turning on him.
"Omega, please leave, I need to talk to Max alone." Omega nodded and headed out the window. Max watched silently as Fang dropped the Flyduds out the window and close it.
"Fang, what is there to talk about?" Fang pushed her down and sat down beside her.
"Uhn…it's about my job. I'm not quite the police officer you think I am." 'Oh goth…'
"Really? And what would you be?""I'm an assassin, but I do work with the good guys." Fang said hurriedly, holding his hands up.
"What do you mean an assassin?" She asked, her voice surprisingly casual.
"Well I sometimes go in and take out drug dealers, or mob bosses or sometimes stop terrorists and-"
"The gun shot wounds…"
"Mess ups by my partners. I planned on telling you Max, really I did, but-"
"I want to work with you?" That didn't seem to shock him much…not.
"Huh??"
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Three days had gone by and they finally came to an agreement. If Max was to work with Fang, he got to see her model for one last week. Omega would stay in one of their guest bedrooms for a while, until they figured out what to do with him. Max's cat went missing, so Fang got Max a puppy; a rottweiler named Lucifer. He was a tiny puppy that loved to play.
"Okay, Fang, ready for a modeling week to start?" Max asked with a grimace.
"Yup, coming. Lucifer, come on."
"I don't know why you want to see this. It's pretty boring." Max sighed, jumping into the air from the roof. Fang pulled a folded something from his pocket.
"Oh, I think it could be fun." He unfolded the paper and showed Max the picture. She was in high heels, an army colored bikini, and under a water fall. The back ground was fake, but it looked great.
"Perve, take Lucifer, I can't hold him." The puppy yelped as she tossed him to Fang.
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When the two arrived at the Sweet Fashion building, they landed in the back. Max pulled out a set of keys and unlocked the door, going in quickly. Fangs eyes widened at how busy the place was. People ran around, spraying things, powdering faces, throwing clothes and bathing suits, and doing hair. A…peculiar man with spiked hair ran up to Max, bringing a group of people with him.
"Today, you're doing a swim suit shot, then one of those strange greenery shots. They want them to advertise you as a model. Don't ask. And at least four angel shots. You might want some of this." The man took a drink of white wine and handed it to her. She smiled and drained it.
"And who is this?" He asked, moving his gaze to Fang.
"Fang - Pierre, Pierre, Fang. He's my husband. Now back off." She winked as Pierre mock pouted.
"Oh, well, you've finally brought him to see us! You're going to like this- if you can keep up, that is." He waved a hand and the group of people started talking rapidly, walking Max towards a mirror.
"Mrs. Ride, I'm thinking that for the suit shot we should leave your hair down and let you just kind of grin…or smirk." The woman said.
"Which one?" Max asked seriously, taking a deep breath.
"Um, I don't know…uh…oh that one!" She said as Max smirked. It was a victorious, bring it on smirk.
"How about I just smile in that shot? And in the greenery shot I can smirk?" Ma said, holding up a hand. Fang just watched, holding the puppy. They nodded at her idea.
"Cindy, she's got to put the suit on first, then make up! Move it!!" A blonde woman came running out of nowhere, holding a red two piece bikini. She thrust it into Max's hands.
When Max came out of the changing room, she looked…stunning. Fang was getting sweaty just staring at her. She wore high heels that matched the shade of her swim suit. She looked completely comfortable; until she saw Fang with his big mouth hanging open. Her arms wrapped around her stomach quickly and her wings spread out.
"Max, c'mon, we don't have time for shy hybrids!" Pierre teased, putting a hand on her shoulder. Fang took a step forward, only to be stopped by a young model.
"Are you new here? You look lost," she noted.
"Uh…just visiting." He mumbled. The girl leaned against him. "Excuse me." He growled, lifting his left hand and showing his wedding band.
"She doesn't have to know." The girl whispered.
"Hi, Angela." Max's voice was acid, hostile. Angela stepped back and looked at her.
"He's taken." She whispered. Max leaned down to Angela's ear.
"He's mine." Angela hiccupped, eyes darting to Max's matching wedding band. Fang smirked at her astonished face.
"Angela, you have to hurry! Max has to get ready!" Angela pouted as Max glared.
"I'm guessing you two aren't good friends?" Fang asked, petting Lucifer.
"Uh-uh. She hates me…and adores you. You can put Lucy down- he won't get too far." She giggled at Fangs face.
"Not Lucy." He grumbled.
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"Okay, Max, just lay on the lawn chair like you're really on the beach- okay, not the best suggestion, but you know what I mean." The whole crew laughed- Max's face was wry and sarcastic.
"Right, if no one was at said beach and I wasn't worried about people randomly showing up!" She laughed. Pierre held up a hand and everyone got quiet.
"Does…Fang, get your fine butt over here!" Pierre called. Max laughed as Fang blushed and came by the rest of the crew.
"Yeah?" He asked passively.
"Do you have wings like Max here?" he asked, gesturing to Max. Fang rocked back on his heels, looking around. Of course, they had to know…
"Uh-huh." He spread his large wings impressively, watching with satisfaction as everyone gasped.
"Marvelous. Would mind posing with Max in her angel shots?" Pierre asked, looking vaguely amazed.
"I thought that was my shot!" A man demanded, scowling at Fangs meek face.
"You'll still get paid, but Fangs her husband and he's got real wings. Go play with something until we're done." Lucifer ran onto the scene as Max leaned back and closed her eyes. The crew laughed when he laid down next to her hand that was hanging down.
"Lucy-fur, what are you doing?" She giggled at her correction of his name.
"No, keep him laying there. It works." Pierre snapped his fingers and smiled.
XXXX Snap! Snap! Snap! Snap!! The camera flashed and Max let out a sigh. Lucifer was yipping now, he was scared of the camera. Fang was watching with a funny look on his face: he looked bedazzled and stunned.
"Okay, get her into the smexy camo gear!" Pierre called, winking.
'This is your life,' the cameras seemed to say.
"Not anymore." Max murmured to herself. The clothes were…amazing, to say the least. The arm colored jacket-type shirt covered only from the top of her chest to her ribs. The pants fit her hips nicely, then bagged out near the bottom. They had six pockets. She wore black boots with high heels and some brown make up smeared on her cheek bone, looking like dirt. The scene- back drop- looked like a forest, and Max was to have her arm around a tree and wear the smirk. So she held a tree, smirked at the camera like she knew exactly what she was doing and stood perfectly still.
"Great, those look like great shots! Pose now, this is for the boss!" Pierre laughed as Max flicked the cameras off with a wink and a kiss. She saw Fang start laughing and smile at her.
"Okay, we have to move now!! Smexy angel shots!" Pierre grabbed her camo clad elbow and dragged her to the dressing rooms. She saw Fang get shoved roughly into a dressing room. Her outfit now was a dress like thing. It was pale pink and very revealing. The top only covered her breasts, then had a strip on her right side, showing her whole torso, that connected to the bottom part with a thin strip of silk covering the tops of her thighs to her waist. Max's wings were to be out spread and a halo would be added in the final shots. When she was getting pushed to make-up, Max saw Fang come out of his dressing room. She was just about drooling. No shirt, black pants with holes in them, and gloves with spikes on the knuckles. Pierre handed in a glass of red wine and walked off. Fang looked at it in confusion. Max encouraged him with a smile. He looked rather appalled at her appearance. Lucifer licked her bare ankle, making her squeal. Fang smiled and headed for her.
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"Okay, Max, I want you to put your leg around Fang- yes like that. Now Fang, wrap your arms around her waist. Good, now spread your wings. Wonderful, Max, arms around his neck. Just stay in that pose for now." Pierre said, clapping. Fang- who had professionally fake fangs in his mouth- leaned towards Max's neck and opened his mouth. She leaned her head back. The pose was amazing. Her arms were around Fangs neck, while his were around her waist. She had her arms around his neck and had a leg around his waist. She was leaning her head back and Fang was leaning towards her neck. Snap, snap, snap!!
"Good! Now, Max put your back on his chest, please lower your wings- that's good- and put your hands on his face. Fang, put your hands on her waist, and look into the camera. Smile…whoa that looks really nice…Take six of these! I want some!" Pierre laughed. Flash, flash, flash! "Fang, take this and put it to Max's neck, Max smirk, and Fang put your tongue on her jaw somewhere, like your moving towards her jaw." As Fang did this, Max couldn't stop herself from turning her head and catching his tongue to kiss him. Flash! "Get with the program Maxie! Sorry, do that in the dressing room after the shoot!" Pierre said, laughing. Max flushed and turned her head away again. She could feel Fangs tense muscles against her back and wings. Snap, snap, snap!! "Good, look at the shots!" Max dragged Fang to look at the shots. Pierre- a computer genius at heart- had already altered them to have what they needed. Max in the first shot now had a halo over her head and a faint glow around her body. Fang had fire around his wings and there was blood dripping from his mouth. They looked like a smexy angel/demon combo. The second shot was great, with Max looking content with her hands on Fangs face; he looked happy too. The third shot was by far the best. Max in her small outfit with a serious face on, looking at the camera with a knife at her throat; Fang in his badass outfit, tongue out at Max's jaw.
"Let's go home." She signed to him, turning to walk away. "Here Max!" Cindy ran up, handing her four thick manila envelopes full of her old pictures. "Thanks…" Max grumbled.
"Go ahead and take those outfits! And have fun!!" Pierre called, making her laugh.
"Bye!" Max called, tugging Lucifer out of Cathy's hands. Fang and Max made their way to the roof, then took off. Max grinned as she noticed Fang watching her with wide eyes. At some point he put a black shirt on….