ok this is getting a little better but not by much itll get better as i go cuz i already no the rest of the story lol im bringing somebody back im not saying anything just that im bringing somebody back i dont like the character but itll make it more in iteresting merry christmas

Disclaimer: I am not a middle aged man i dont look like a middle aged man im not even middle aged besides if i was JP why would i be writing on fanfiction and why would i be writing a disclaimer

Copyright: even if i dont own the characters i own the plot line no stealing w/o permission enjoy

We had been flying for a few hours, when it came into view. "Look, look, Max. I can see it. Yay, we are here." If someone could jump up and down while flying at 80 mph then Nudge was doing it.

I looked where she was pointing. The city looked like it had been placed in a dark ocean. It was the only lights you could see for miles. Though it was pretty. We flew over the city in a v-formation. I sped up to get closer to Fang. I looked over at him. He looked like he was in pain. "What's wrong with you?"

"We're here" he mumbled not even looking at me. He kept on looking at the blinding lights below us. Gosh. What is wrong with him?

We spotted Central Park right away. It was the only place that had fewer lights. We swooped down and landed in some of the trees. "Kay, guys. We aren't going to sleep in trees tonight." The gang didn't look thrilled but they didn't look to disappointed either. "We are going to check into a hotel."

The flock stood there mouths hanging open. Nudge was the first to talk. "Really? Is that good or bad? Cause, I mean we could be sleeping in the subway. That's not necessarily bad, but at the same time it's not that comfortable. Well, when you said we weren't going to sleep in trees I was hoping for something like hotel or something, but I-"

"Nudge," I shouted. She blushed and stopped talking immediately. "We are going to a hotel. It's nicer and we all desperately need showers. "

When I said the part about it being nicer Fang shot me a look that said no-flipping-duh. Well so what if I was stating the obvious, I was simply stating the truth.

"You mean like, a hotel, in New York?" The Gasman questioned. Probably thinking I had gone insane, I mean usually saying this would be to good to be true. "Isn't that like really expensive?"

"Yes, but I got it covered." I waved the credit card in front of them. "Come on, let's go." We jumped down from the trees and walked out of the park.

We had been walking for a while, the voices of the crowd blending together like a mummer. Every once in a while I heard things like, "What should I get?, "Why would he do such a thing?" Gosh, I thought my life was dramatic.

One of the voices that stood out was sweet and higher. "Oh my gosh is that Nick?" I didn't pay much attention to the voice. I mean how many Nicks could there be, like a bunch.

"O my gosh it is. It is Nick." The voice was right behind my now. Where had I heard it before? I looked at where the voiced was coming from. Was that red hair?

ya i no i left you with a cliffe and u prob no who the guest character is lol but just 2 b sure ull hav to stay tuned