A/N: Finally I had enough time to put up the next chappie.

Iggy: Yeah she's been procrastinating!

Gazzy: Allot… mostly on other stories.

Stars: I have six of the things! Don't blame me if I have the imagination of a thousand story ideas.

Iggy: -nods- It is a rare gift to overload on story ideas

Stars: -overloads- Damn you Iggy!

Max: Aren't you supposed to be writing the story?

Stars: I guess… I own nothing but the whole Truth, dare, double dare, kiss, love or torture idea and the dares. I own the dares.

Gazzy's POV

I came looked really close at the space between my nose and my mouth for some hair. I could grow a moustache and curl it like bad guys do in the movies.

Fang came in and raised an eyebrow.

"Uh, Gazzy, It's your turn." He told me. I turned to him and sighed.

"There's no hair on my face." I sighed dragging my feet as I walked. A small chuckle escaped Fangs lips and he leant down putting one hand on my shoulder.

"Gazzy puberty won't hit you for a while, you're only nine. You need to be at least in your teen years." He explained.

"You're a teenager, why haven't you got a beard?" I asked.

"Uh…" He thought carefully. "After Puberty hits it takes a while to get to the facial hair parts. Other… things happen first." He explained.

"Oh okay, so that's why you're a heap taller than Max and you have a deeper voice, right?" I asked and smiled.

"Yeah." He smiled and nodded.

"Cool, I can't wait to get tall." I smiled and ran to the lounge room.

When everyone was settled it was my go.

"Iggy, truth, dare, double dare, kiss, love or torture?" I asked. Iggy scratched his chin thoughtfully like he had a beard or something. I crawled across the circle and moved his hair to check his chin. I'd imagine Iggy would have a red beard but nothing. I looked at Fang who had raised an eyebrow.

"Iggy hasn't got a beard either." I told him. "I don't think he's up to that stage in puberty."

"Uh…" Max said wide-eyed. She looked at Fang alert and than back at me. "What stages?" She asked.

"Well," I started, "First you get taller, than your voice gets deeper and than you grow a beard and a moustache." I laughed and so did Nudge.

"Aw…" She commented.

"I choose Double Dare." Iggy announced. I cackled silently and stood up on knees.

"I Double dare you to eat 50 hotdogs faster than me." I said and everyone went silent except for Iggy.

"Dare accepted, Max- no wait- Nudge make us one hundred hotdogs." Iggy said and Max crossed her arms and glared at him.

"Number one," Max started, "We have nowhere near enough food for a hundred hotdogs and number two: we need to hit up Mum for some money first." She listed. We both sighed.

"Fine" we sighed at the same time.

Max's POV

Getting the money was the easy part. I now possessed Mum's credit card. Most teenagers would go on a shopping spree and buy everything there little hearts ever wanted but I'm not like most teenagers so Mum gave the card to me.

I walked into the centre with three boys following behind me.

When we were at the crossing I had put out my hand for Gazzy's but he insisted that he was a big boy and could cross the road by himself.

I personally think he was just copying Iggy and Fang.

I walked to the buns over in the corner and found the cheap 20 packs of hot dog rolls. I grabbed 5 of those (cause it doesn't take a genetically enhanced being to figure that out).

"Iggy can you carry these." I told him as I started to load Iggy up. Lucky he was so tall and he had long arms otherwise the buns would've towered over his head instead of just covering his face.

Further on whilst looking for the hot dog a man came up.

"Can I help you?" he asked. I looked up to see a rather tall guy wit shaggy brown hair and blue eyes. He looked about my age, maybe a bit older.

"I'm looking for the hot dogs." I told him.

"Oh there right over here." He told me walking past me. I followed wearily trying to decide whether he was an eraser or not.

I'm pretty sure he took us around in circles but I wasn't quite sure because he kept talking to me and asking me questions.

"Here they are and there are hot dog machine's on sale around the corner." He told me. I looked at him confused: Was he trying to kill me, pick me up or make a sale? Why is he even talking to me?

"Thanks." I said looking for the cheapest ones. There were only 10 packs left.

"So Max, right?" He asked.

"Yup." I answered popping the p.

"Is that short for something?" He asked. Why does everyone think my name is Maxine?

"No." I answered.

"Oh, okay so it's just Max?" He continued. I gritted my teeth and looked up at him.

"Seriously! Are you that desperate that you try and pick me up when I'm surrounded by three guys, two of which are my age!" I yelled.

That was mean (self observation).

He looked at Fang who was glaring at the guy with that sexy trademark glare of his.

Whoa! Hold up! Did I just say sexy? Okay it is sexy but Angel is a mind reader and she doesn't need to know that until she's 16.

Note to self: stop referring to Fang as 'Sexy'.

The guy moved off quickly and I picked up the hotdogs and started piling them up in Fang's arms. I looked up at his smug smile and glared.

"What?" I asked defensively.

"Nothing." He answered.

"Max." Gazzy said running up to us with a box in his hands.

"What's that?" I asked.

"It's a hotdog maker. They're on special." He smiled at me. That guy had mentioned something about a hot dog maker. Might as well get it.

"Get it." I said. "Is that all?"

"Butter, tomato sauce and cheese." Fang answered. I sighed.

"Wait here I'll get it." I said.

"I'll get it Max." Gazzy offered passing me the box and running off.

He came back about half an hour later with a basket of food and we walked to the counter.

I sat there staring at the blonde girl behind the counter as she put the through the mountain load of bread and hotdogs with a look of astonishment on her face. It was highly amusing.

"Um…. That'll be-" She started.

"I don't want to know how much it will be, I'm using a card." I told her holding it up.

"Oh, okay. Just swipe it and enter your PIN," She told me. I actually listened to her for once in my life and we were out of there like the place was on fire.

Gazzy had two plastic bags of bread. Fang had a bag of bread and a bag of hotdogs, cheese, tomato sauce and butter. Lucky Iggy got the hot dog machine.

"I'll carry the receipt than." I smiled. Iggy and Fang rolled their eyes and Gazzy did his best to copy them.

We snuck around the back and took off when we knew no one was watching.

Max's POV

I sat there next to a mountain of buns cutting open one at a time and giving them to Fang who got the job of buttering. Than Fang gave it to Iggy who was cooking the hot dogs who gave it to Gazzy who'd put tomato sauce on and cheese on. Gazzy gave it Nudge who would microwave the buns who gave it to Angel who neatly stacked on two plates.

"Why did I get the simplest job again?" I piped up.

"Because we're cooking Max." Iggy explained. I sighed cutting the last bun and passing it to Fang. Almost done…

…Then I can kill Iggy.

A/N: Sorry Sorry Sorry! I'm so sorry for not updating.

But if you guys want to know how Stars makes her hotdogs it's on my website (there's a link on my profile page for those who haven't visited it yet) and there's also a heap of other links to stuff from my stories like you tube links to the songs in my stories and you may catch some of my original work on my blog.

Fang's Sexy Trademark Glare!

-Stars-