A/N- I relearned something interesting the other day. It was the fact that Romeo and Juliet were 15 and 13 years old, the same ages of Iggy and Ella after the end of Angel. Kinda makes the title of OwlinAMinor's story Something RomeoandJulietish more appropriate. Anyway, just something to think about. Enjoy the chapter.
What are We Going to Name It? Chapter 7
Iggy POV
This is definitely going on the list of things I wish I could have seen.
I'll show you the pictures sometime.
Thanks Angel, now get ready.
I tapped on the floor twice and everyone yelled, "BUSTED!" and I swear Nudge screamed louder than all of us combined. Gazzy was pissed, and it was hilarious.
"What the hell, guys! What is your problem? Can't two people get some privacy?"
"Should have thought of that three years ago." I said smugly.
"Oh, my goodness, that's what this is about?"
"Yeah, I've gotten you back for doing less, and I never fail on a promise of revenge."
"Okay, fine, you win. Can we move this to the living room maybe?" And as soon as he finished saying that the doorbell rang.
"It's someone else's turn to get the door." I said.
"It's probably Max and Fang, so I'll get it." Ella said.
"Thank you."
Ella POV
I went to go answer the door while the rest of them started talking in the living room. It was Max and Fang, and Max was holding Cole's hand. My mother was standing behind them. I opened the door for them.
"Hi, guys, how was the flight?"
"Pretty good, all things considering." Max said.
"That's not what she was saying on the way here." Fang said earning himself a punch on the arm.
"And how are you Cole?" I said bending down to see him eye to eye.
"My wings changed colors Aunt Ella! They look like Mommy and Daddy's combined!"
"That's great. Everyone else is already here so you should go say hi."
"Okay." He said cheerfully. He's such a sweet kid. I turned back to Max and Fang.
"You guys just missed the funniest thing anyone of us will ever see, or in Iggy's case, hear."
"Okay, I'm tempted. What happened?"
"We caught Gazzy and Nudge making out in our guest room, and we got pictures."
Fang held his composure enough to just smile, but Max, oh Max. She fell on the ground laughing.
"Come on Max, time to get up." Fang said after a few minutes.
"Yeah, you two should go inside before everyone starts worrying." And they did. I went over and gave my mom, who watched all this happen, a hug.
"I'm glad you could make it too."
"Anything for you dear."
"Let's go inside too, I'm sure the odds of something else happening is better in there."
Iggy POV
They sure were out there for a long time. I heard Max laughing, so Ella must have told them what happened. As soon as Max and Fang came in Cole started talking.
"Look at my sunglasses Mommy! Now I can be blind like Uncle Iggy!" I've never heard a kid be so happy about being blind. Wait, where did he get those? I searched the table and my new ones weren't there.
"That's great that you want to look like him, but those are his, you need to give them back."
"Fine." He said bummed. I went back to my room to get my old sunglasses.
"Here you go Cole," I said handing them to him, "you can have my old ones."
"Really?" he asked.
"Sure, I don't need them anymore." And with that he took them from my hand.
"Now, what do you say to Uncle Iggy?" Fang asked him.
"Thank you, Uncle Iggy." He said.
"You're welcome, kiddo." I said ruffling his dark hair. I think Max and Fang are doing a great job raising him. I hope Ella and I can do the same.
Ella POV
It was about an hour later when dinner was ready. As it always is, Iggy's cooking was amazing. He made just about everything. The main food was a huge ham we found at the deli; it must have been 15 pounds. There were mashed potatoes, green beans and ham, a vegetable platter, and that was just on our side of the table. Needless to say everyone found enough to eat. Nobody said anything for a few minutes it was so good. It was Max who broke the silence.
"So, Holden, we haven't seen you for a while. What have you been up to?"
"Nothing much really. After I helped you guys save the world I went back to school, then after I graduated I moved out here. Then I got a job at the aquarium across town. I'm surprised I haven't seen any of you sooner."
"Who found you?"
"Ella and I did." Said Angel. "We were eating in the food court and we saw him a few tables away, so we invited him to dinner."
"Yeah, that's pretty much what happened." Holden said. "By the way, what were you guys doing at the mall?"
"We were getting Angel some new clothes." I said.
"Well, they look very, um, nice on you Angel. Pink is a very good color for you." He was blushing when he said that.
"Thank you, that's very nice of you to say. Your clothes look handsome too." Angel blushed back.
The rest of dinner went almost exactly as it used to. Gazzy farted and everyone gagged. Iggy made everyone laugh with his jokes, and he earned some mean looks from Max too. The only difference was Gazzy and Nudge's googly eyes and Cole throwing his food every once in a while, but they didn't seem out of place. This is a great family to bring a child into. Speaking of that.
"Iggy are we going to tell them soon?" I whispered in his ear.
"Let's tell them now."
Iggy tapped his glass with his fork to get everyone's attention.
"So, you guys might have been wondering why we invited you all to dinner on such a random day, and if you didn't, what's wrong with you? Just kidding. Well we wanted to tell everyone something very important." Iggy said.
Fang looked like he was whispering something in Max's ear.
"So, what is it?" Nudge asked.
"Were having a baby." I said.
"Told you, now pay up." Fang said.
"Fine." Max said handing him something.
"How did you know?" I asked.
"I noticed that you were only drinking water and that you've been holding your stomach a lot."
"Only you would notice that." Max said. "But anyway, that's great you guys. How long have you known?"
"A couple days."
"Well, you guys are in for some fun in the next nine months." Fang said.
"Yeah, especially if Angel's going to stay with us."
A/N- I'd like to ask a question to my readers. What do you think I could be doing better? I know I'm not the best writer in the world, but I'd like to get better. I won't get upset if you say anything bad, I promise. I may not take your suggestion, but I pride myself on having good manners on the internet. 197 days until Nevermore. Fly on, prosper, and my the odds be ever in your favor.