WARNING: flirtiness...JIGGY FOREVER! heh heh...good times...gooood times...

Chapter 9

I climbed onto my little bed and started jumping on it causing it to squeak every time I landed on it. Iggy heard it and could tell what I was doing so he got on with me and we started jumping together, laughing the entire time. I held onto his hands and we started jumping around in circles keeping our hands locked with each other with smiles filling our entire face. Max banged on the door and yelled at us to stop making so much noise so we did one final bounce, landing on the bed with our legs crossed Indian style. The landing kind of hurt my butt and I'm guessing it hurt Iggy's too because he yelled out ow! and started rubbing his butt making me laugh so hard I doubled over and fell off the bed and onto the floor. Laughter is very contagious so when Iggy heard me laughing like a mad person, he started cracking up. We were laughing so hard tears came to our eyes and our sides started hurting.

"Laughter," I said wiping tears from my eyes and trying to catch my breath, "is really painful!"

Iggy laughed harder than before and had to gasp to catch his breath. "Tell. Me. About. It," he said between gasps.

Finally, our laughs changed into less painful giggles and we were able to breath. Taking a deep breath, I got up off the floor and lay down on the bed next to where Iggy was sprawled out.

I glanced at the clock on my bedside table and sighed, "it's 10 o'clock already, Best Friend."

"You say that like it's really late, Bestest Friend," he said, turning on his side and propping his head up on his hand so he could see me, well not see me…but you get the picture.

"Well," I started, "somewhere else in the world it is late, so what then."

"You, my tiny friend, are very weird," he told me shaking his head.

"Is that supposed to offend me?" I asked, poking him in the stomach. "Because if it was, then you didn't do a good job,"

"I like your weirdness, so no. It was not meant to be offensive," Iggy said, poking my cheek.

"Good, because you're just as weird," I told him, smiling, "and I like that about you."

He laughed at me and poked my cheek again, "I don't just like your weirdness…I like you, Best Friend."

"Well, duh. I am your best friend. Actually, you aren't supposed to just like me. You're supposed to love me, bestest friend," I said matter-of-factly.

He laughed at me again, "then I love you, my bestest friend ever."

"I love you, too," I told him.

Then, there were a few silent seconds until Iggy attacked me almost knocking me off the bed. He sat on me and held my wrist down so that I couldn't get him off. I laughed and struggled to get from under him it was no use, for such a skinny boy, he's really hard to get off of you. Nudge opened the door and me and Iggy went still, both looking at Nudge.

"Oh, um, sorry for interrupting," she said backing up.

Iggy got off of me and Fang walked behind Nudge. "use protection," he yelled out.

"We weren't doing anything!" me and Iggy screamed, blushing as Nudge giggled and followed Fang down the hall.

We sat on the bed and blushed harder when we heard Nudge telling the rest of the flock what happened. They all started laughing and Iggy and I walked out of the room and went into the living room.