Agh! Laughter is contagious. I forgot. This chapter got about a five, six in my book. I think it's okay, but I know it's taking forever for the Action! part, but don't worry. It's happening. Oh yes. It is happening soon.
Disclaimer: I love, kind of hate James Patterson, I mean, he should ration this story out to us fanfic authors so we can all claim a little bit of the fame, right?
Snowglobe
Chapter Twelve
My voice got louder and I laughed, happy. Happier than I had ever been.
Fang smiled and hugged me, his face smooshed on top of my head. He smiled and hugged me tighter.
I leaned into him, enjoying the fact that (1. I was with Fang. And (2. I had a name.
Angel squealed, hugging my legs so tight that I fell down, collapsing on the floor.
I held onto Fang's arm as I fell and brought him down with me, giggling. He landed next to me, his face next to mine. He looked over at me, a silent and severe look on his face.
I clammed up instantly, wondering what I had done wrong. I frowned and looked at him, worried.
His face lost the look and he broke out laughing. He was laughing so hard it would have been a nastily contagious disease it laughter was contagious.
Angel was on my leg laughing fit to kill and I couldn't help but break out with the laughs too.
We were soon breathless. Trying to get our breath back Angel stood up. Fang followed her cue and got up. He leaned down and grabbed my arm, picking me up.
I picked out a different wallpaper, a blue one with green and black stripes. It was light enough to make the house feel better on rainy days, just dark enough to fit in with the rest of the house.
I turned around checking the price tag.
"Do you guys thi-" Fang stopped me midsentence, pulling me close to him and kissing me.
My lips were still open from the words and he took his chance.
I pulled away, breathless once again, as Angel let out a none too subtle cough.
I looked in Fang's dark eyes and they glittered, like confetti was being sprinkled around inside his eyes.
He smiled and looked over me at Angel.
I looked back and she was busying herself pretending to look at the small variety of paint.
I turned around in his arms, the wallpaper still in my hand. He was hugging me from behind and I started forward, only to be caught by his arms.
He wasn't going to let go anytime soon. So I leaned back into him and felt his ribcage shake softly as he laughed.
And besides. I was fine there.
I brought up my other hand enough to put it on his arm, feeling the goosebumps on his skin.
"You want to pull out a couple tubes of superglue? Fang, get the wallpaper glue, please."
Angel grabbed a huge armful of glue and Fang pulled a paint can full of wallpaper mix off the shelf.
I slipped out of his other arm and ducked, going towards the plant and things aisle. He looked at the empty air in front of him and looked at me, giving me puppy dog eyes.
I smiled, walking away fast.
He caught me and practically sewed me to him. He bent his head down and growled, "Oh no, you don't." I giggled and tipped my face up.
I gave him a quick kiss and he loosened his hold.
We walked up the aisle and I took a bag of fertilizer, holding it in one arm as I mentally went through my kitchen, thinking of what we needed.
Once we had gotten all the food we needed and some cans of food for Splash we went to the counter.
I paid the immensely crazy amount of money and loaded the food in my backpack.
Angel was looking around, admiring everything, especially a snow globe.
It looked like a miniature of Lake Quinault, houses on the edge, and trees lining it.
The sticker said fifteen bucks so I laid another twenty down and nudged Fang a little.
He got the point and grabbed one while Angel was busy looking at the plastic jewelry they had.
Jimmy grinned and put the money in his till.
Fang put the snow globe in his pocket and we picked up the bags.
I slung the pack over my shoulder and Fang called for Angel.
She came, looking at all the bags.
Fang was carrying three and I had two, plus the backpack.
She took the lightest ones off of our hands and walked out the store.
We got to the woods and I looked in, doubtfully.
If I used my wings, they would never catch up.
And I couldn't grab on the trees because of the bag.
Fang and Angel let their wings out, her snow white ones looked even whiter in contrast with Fang's dark ones.
Fang looked at me, confused at why I wasn't letting my wings out too.
I explained it to him quietly and he nodded.
He thought a second and grabbed my bag. With a running start he took off, his wide wings beating fast. Angel took off a moment later and caught up with him easily.
I jumped up to grab the nearest tree branch and started to run.
I landed on the next branch and jumped far, three branches ahead. I avoided the pine trees and stayed on the easier, naked trees.
I was past them in a minute, reaching one hand into my pocket as I jumped, using the other to catch me as I landed.
I pulled out my gloves, not the fuzzy kind, but not leather. They were perfect for the branches.
I stood up and jumped high enough to grab the branch of a tree way over to the side and climbed to the top.
I ran across the branches until I got to one of the tallest trees around.
I stood at the top and waited a second till I clearly heard Fang calling for me, his wings beating. I could hear Angel's wings right behind him.
I suddenly dropped, plummeting well over a hundred feet down.