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"Max, could you come with me? I might need some help with… you know catch breakfast from Culvers." Fang pleadingly at first but then ending with what I believe was sarcasm.
"Well, If that's what whittle Fangy needs then I guess I could. Iggy, you're in charge but no bomb building. No exiting the cave. No fire building. No nothing. Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Mom," Iggy said giving this sarcastic eye roll in my general direction. As some of you may or may not know, my "brother" Iggy was experiment on when he was younger by the people in the place we like to call the School that wanted to improve his version. So they did tons surgeries which eventually made him blind. Now you know the basic info about Iggy but back to present. Please!
So I just finished packing everything that I owned into my portable bag. For all those girlie girls, I don't carry those things in what you call purses! Honestly, I don't how you can. I give you points for that. If it's not a purse; duffle bag; tote; or even shoulder bag, then your finally option is your regular day old forest green backpack except mine has blood stains and probably other stains on there too that I really don't care much about.
"Max, any day now, please!" Fang as you could tell is impatient when it comes to food but who isn't. I wouldn't bash that much about my best friend but if there was one thing about him that wasn't appreciated, it is his appetite. He eats likes four times more than I do and I eat twice as much food as the common teenage girl my age eats. Let me rephrase that. I eat three or four times for then them. It's not that I'm a pig and I'm over weight but actually because me and my flock are mutant freaks, we have to in take more calories keep our body health.
"Max! Now, my stomach hurts in hunger!" Fang wined once again.
"Oh gee Fang, it's not like you haven't eaten in three days. You had some dinner last night! And if I do remember correctly, you ate like most of our dinner!"
"Forgive me for being a teenage mutant freak with an appetite!" I had to laugh. The way he said it was amazingly hilarious!
"Come on, can't leave poor Fang hungry before a big trip back into North California. It will certainly be at least a two day trip." Which leads you wondering where the heck we are right now? That's a good question but this time it's classified! We don't the poperotsi chasing after us everywhere we go. We get that so much since we work for my mom in that global warming prevention group.
On that note, I once again threw my backpack onto my back, did my running start, jump off the side of cave and open my wings. (Yes, the cave we live in right now is on the side of the mountain but that's not the point.) The wind caught underneath my wings and carried me towards town. I continued to flap my beautiful different shades of browns and black colored wings and I was already a good mile and half away from the cave when Fang finally decided to join me. (What can I say? I travel fast!)
"Finally decide to come join me slow poke." I said after a few seconds of let say not comforting but not awkward silence.
"Sorry, not all of us have the ability to fly at great speeds." He stated sacristy.
He was now right next to me. Two mutant freaks flying on a sunny day. That's what we are and that's what we're doing. A bonus on my hand was. The sun was shining on his feathers and hair perfectly. Making Fang look hot!
Max, Fang is not hot! We're just friends. So what if we have shared a few kisses now and then. It obviously meant nothing to him; just because I'm not a red head. Maybe I could-
"Max, you remember early. When you… woke up screaming, what happen? Did you have night mare?" He asked seriously out of the blues.
"First of all, I wasn't screaming. Second, I actually did."
"Care to share what it was about?"
"Yay… I guess. The voice caught me in middle of sleep screaming in my head."
"What was the Voice screaming?"
I wasn't really sure if actually believe me if it was a dream or not but it didn't matter.
"It's time. It's here." I stopped there hoping Fang wouldn't bother to ask what it meant by that and he didn't. He was deep in thought. I could just feel it.
It was like this most of the way to town where we stopped into Mc Donald's and order 5 big Macs, 10 large fries, 15 double cheese burgers, 5 Mc Chicken sandwiches and some more.
Sorry to burst any one bubble. *burst* but I'm tired and it's 3 am by me and need sleep so im going to stop here. Pick up from here on a later date.