Iggy POV
What should I do to Angel? I can't do anything really bad, because drawing on someone's face isn't that bad. But I do have to do something.
This was later, after Nudge had taken pity on me and told me there was nothing on my face. I needed to get back at Angel so bad.
Everyone was off doing something. Nudge was probably trying to get makeup on Max, Gazzy was playing in the sand box, - wait, sand, and I should do something with sand. Angel hates sand. I know! I'll put it in her bed!
I am an evil genius.
Quickly, I ran into the kitchen and felt around for the largest container we had. Then, I ran out to the sandbox, where Gazzy was humming a Weird Al song.
"What are you doing?" this was Gazzy
"Nothing. I just need some sand"
"Are you making a bomb? Can I help?" he asked excitedly
"I'm not making a bomb"
"Oh ok" Gazzy lost interest
I scooped up some sand and ran inside. Keeping an ear out for Angel, I made a beeline for her room. Hehehehe.
Once the crime was done, all I had to do was wait. And wait. How long does it take for someone to go to bed? It was, what, probably 9:00 now?
I went to find someone. There. Max is in the kitchen.
"Max, what time is?"
"Like, 3:00" Crap "why?"
"Nothing"
"Hey, Iggy, angel wants to play truth or dare tonight so we're going to stay up late." Double crap "Do you want to play?"
"Sure I guess" Of all the rotten luck. Now I have to wait even longer. At least I would have the game to entertain me. Plus I wanted to be there in case someone dared another person to do something that impacted me.
In no time at all, dinner was over, and Angel was bugging us to play truth or dare, so we sat down in a circle.
"I'm going first" declared Angel "Okay…Iggy, Max, truth or dare?
"Dare."
"Okay, um, I dare you to… let Nudge and me dress you up tomorrow!
"Ack, Angel, that's so mean. Do I have to?
"Yes. It's a dare"
"Fine it's my turn now. Angel, truth or dare?"
"Dare."
"Okay. I dare you to… wear Fang's clothes for a week."
"Hey!" objected Fang
"I don't want to wear Fang's clothes! They're so emo (AN: I know this is ooc but bear with me)
"I am not emo!"
"That's just what Max thinks."
That's the problem with a mind reading 6 year old. They never respect your personal space.
"Iggy! Don't think that, that's mean!"
"You think I'm emo?"
"Angel! Why'd you say that?"
"Omg! This is so funny! You guys are like, getting in a fight and it's only been like two turns. Remember that one time when we were playing that game and Gazzy bet Iggy that he couldn't hit Max with a water balloon and he missed and hit Max and then Max shot them with the hose and the flowers all died because she hit them too? Those were pretty flowers. We should get some."
At this point, I heard the scuffling sounds that meant that a fight had broken out
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" Gazzy chanted
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" I joined in as Angel and Nudge began chanting as well.
"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!" Everybody else broke off laughing hysterically.
"What is it?"
"Max gave Fang a wedgie!"
Now everybody was literally rolling laughing. Max and Fang were fighting.
"Okay, okay! I give up!" this was Fang
"Alright. I win. Okay everybody, bedtime."
There was a chorus of "aww"'s and "do we have to"'s.
"Yes"
Finally! Not that hearing Max giving Fang a wedgie wasn't entertaining, but I wanted time to hurry up. This is going to be so funny!
"What's going to be funny?" asked Angel
Son of a bitch. Stupid mind readers.
"Iggy, what does son of a bitch mean?"
"What? What did you say?" Max yelled. Great. Now I'm going to get the lecture about not cursing where Angel can read my mind.
"Iggy thought it. Max, what does it mean?"
"Nothing. Go to bed."
Angel started giggling. She had probably got the answer from Max's head.
Max turned to me as Angel started up the stairs. I was in for it now.
"I told you not to curse in front of Angel! How many more times do I have to tell you? I don't want her cursing like a sailor before she's 7! Why can't you control your thoughts? Is there-" Max began, but was cut off by a blood curdling scream. Looks like Angel tried to go to bed. Hehehehe.
"Max! Someone put sand in my bed!"
I couldn't help it. I burst out laughing.
"Iggy it was you! You know I hate sand! Why did you do it? It's all over Celeste's hair! I just gave him a bath!" she stormed into the kitchen.
"Iggy, you're cleaning the sand out of her bed. Now!"
I ran upstairs laughing still. This was hilarious.
Max POV
Iggy is so mean to Angel. He does stuff to her that's completely uncalled for. He needs to be taught a lesson. Okay, maybe I just wanted an excuse to pull a prank on Iggy, but he is mean to her.