A/N: Thank you for the feedback! I sort of incorporated your ideas: I heard Disney movie and Lion King, and a funny blog post. The skydiving thing probably won't happen. Why would they even want to skydive? But it's not scratched out from the inspiration list. Thanks for helping, and enjoy!

Another movie. Yeah, I know, you're probably wondering if that's all we do here. I mean, we're at Mom's, and we sort of have nothing to do. Well, when Ella and Mom aren't home, we watch movies.

I don't really like movies. Neither does Fang, or Iggy obviously. Iggy especially hates action movies. He's always asking what's getting blown up and interrupting. Nudge and Angel wanted to watch a movie. It had to be a Disney movie.

They picked out "The Lion King." I know, terrible choice. Five minutes later, Iggy, Fang and I had sprinted upstairs to escape the annoying music. Fang and Iggy ran into the boys' room, and tried going into the one I shared with Angel and Nudge.

They had locked the door. That's really nice of them, when it's also my room. It also makes me very suspicious. What could be in there that they don't want me to see?

After a few annoying minutes where I just jiggled the doorknob, I decided to crash the boys' room. Gazzy was somewhere outside. Last time I'd seen him, he'd been asking around if anyone had seen his flamethrower. Long story, involving cupcakes, Bambi eyes, and birthdays. Anyway, I opened the door to the boys' room. Thankfully, it wasn't locked.

Fang was on his bed, typing away at his computer. Iggy was sprawled on his, not doing anything in particular. Maybe he was dreaming up some new explosives. I sat next to Fang and just waited. Not looking up from his screen, he pulled me closer with one hand while still typing with the other.

I looked over at the computer screen. He was typing up another blog entry.

Yo,

We've been in the same spot for a while now. We're visiting someone close to us, and we're staying on the west coast for a while. Surprisingly, we haven't seen any Itex-related creepy things lately. Hmm. Maybe we're on vacation. Or maybe they found something even more evil to play with.

Either way, we're lying low for now. The kids are downstairs watching a movie, Gazzy's torching the state with his flamethrower, and I'm here in my room with Iggy.

Oh, and here's Max. Well, keep busting up those secret locations.

He clicked on something and there was a ding as the entry was posted. I leaned back as he clicked through comments.

"Look at these," Fang said. I moved closer to the screen.

Awesomegoat: say hi to Iggy for me! We're totes gonna get MARRRIEEEEED!

SkyGirl68: OMG FANG I LOVE U SOMUCH!

Spread My Wings and Soar: are you guys together already :)

BlackStarGodliness: I dare you to go interrupt the movie!

DarkLove9: Fang, were r u? can i go visit u?

"I never turn down a dare," I said, pointing to the second-to-last one. Fang smirked.

"I'll keep that in mind," he said. It was so suggestive I whapped him then ran downstairs. Everyone had eyes that were glazed over.

"Enough TV!" I said. No one looked up, their faces glued to the cartoon lions. I walked over to the TV and pulled the plug. They seemed to snap out of it.

"Hey!" Angel whined.

"What did you do that for?" Nudge said. Gazzy popped out of nowhere. He looked guilty, and that always means bad things.

"Where's the fire extinguisher?" Gazzy asked. I got it from the kitchen and handed it to him.

"Dr. M didn't really like that old shed, did she?" he asked again. A picture was starting to form in my mind, and it wasn't pretty.

He ran out the front door, and ashes blew in along with the smell of charred shed à la flamethrower. I sighed and turned to the two angry bird girls in front of the dark screen.

"What are we going to do now?" Nudge whined.

"Anything that doesn't require a screen," I answered. Angel had a scary glint in her eye.

"Anything at all?" she asked. I knew I was going to regret this later but I nodded.

"Let's do a puppet show!" Angel said. Nudge made a face then angled her head like she was listening. Angel frowned and concentrated. They were probably mind-talking.

Both bird girls smiled widely and I took that as my cue to leave. I went back into Fang's room. He was still with his laptop on the bed, and it looked like Iggy hadn't moved either.

I sat right next to Fang so that there was no gap between us. I leaned my head on his shoulder, hoping to get his attention. Magically, he closed his laptop. I shot a glance at Iggy. He wouldn't notice anything, as long as we were quiet.

I turned back towards Fang and he cupped my face in his hand. He leaned in and kissed me, savoring the moment.

We stayed pressed together for a moment, everything I might have been thinking in the background. I was running out of breath but didn't want to pull away.

"I can still hear!" Iggy protested. I jumped back, snapping out of my daze. "Get a room," he muttered.

"This is my room," Fang pointed out. Iggy's eyes widened.

"Ew! Wait a sec, let me at least leave!" he said, scrambling off of his bed and grabbing his iPod.

I rolled my eyes at Mr. Dramatic, but of course it was wasted. "Rolling my eyes," I called. Iggy didn't answer.

We really weren't that shameless. Were we? My deep thoughts were interrupted by Nudge shouting.

"EVERYONE COME DOWN MANDATORY PUPPET SHOW OR HEADS WILL ROLL!" I hurried down.

"Well, when you put it that way…" I muttered. The rest of the flock was gathered neatly in the living room. We were all terrified of Nudge's other side.

There was a tall table with a cloth taped in front of it, covering the space underneath the table for us. Angel, Nudge, and Gazzy crawled under, hidden by the blanket.

Nudge popped out her hands. On one, there was a roll of cloth with a blob of black felt. Her other hand had a square of brown cloth.

"I love you sooo much," the black-blobbed hand said in Nudge's ridiculously low voice.

"Me too Fang," the brown-blobbed hand said, this time the voice switched to high. Oh my god. It was Fang and I, puppet-style. I almost burst out laughing right there. Fang was making a face.

"I don't really sound like that, do I?" Fang whispered. Angel shushed him from behind the table. While puppet-Max and puppet-Fang were cooing over each other, there was a puppet with an orange blob.

"BOOM!" Gazzy said, perfectly imitating Iggy's voice. Another blob, this time blond, sat on another hand, also Gazzy's.

"High-five!" Gazzy said in his normal voice. He awkwardly smashed his two hands together.

"Ouch," I mumbled.

"Could someone care to tell me what's happening?" Iggy said irritably. He was answered by a general reprimand.

Angel whipped out her hands. There was one hand with a blond square and one with a black one. I guess they had no dark brown.

"Hi Nudge!" blond blob said.

"Hi Angel! You're, like, so pretty and amazing. MASCARA!" black blob said. We all chuckled. It was a pretty good impersonation of Nudge.

"Let's fly off into the sunset while staring into your eyes," puppet-Max said.

"I could spend the rest of my life with you," puppet-Fang answered. We weren't that corny! The real Fang and I frowned at this.

"Let's blow up the sky!" Gazzy sang in his normal voice.

"As long as there are hot girls!" Iggy's creepily accurate voice answered.

"Hey!" the real Iggy said.

"OMG LET'S PAINT THE COUNTRY PINK!" Angel screamed in a "Nudge" voice.

"Help me take over the world!" Angel said. I laughed. Now that one was accurate.

"It's not accurate!" Angel protested, waving her puppet along with her words. Finally, all of the puppets flew down to behind the table, Max-puppet still making out with Fang-puppet.

We all clapped. Honestly, it was pretty funny. Except for mine. I do not sound like that. You sorta do.

I glared at Angel. No, I don't. She shrugged in an I-don't-want-to-burst-your-bubble way. I clapped anyway, but my hands got tired and I stopped. The younger kids were giving out the puppets to the bird kid they were supposed to look like.

Mine was sort of abstract. It was a cone of felt, with a circle that suggested a face and a square that suggested hair. Fang's was as detailed, but with a shorter blac cloth for hair.

"Can I have yours?" he asked. I handed it to him, and he gave me mine. I looked at it. As abstract as it was, you could still imagine it was Fang. I smiled up at him, holding his puppet close.

"Aw!" Nudge said from behind me. I glared at her and she left, but our moment was ruined. Everyone was heading of to bed. I changed into my pajamas and went to bed like everyone else.

That night, I did something for the first time. I slept with a plushie. Well, not really. I just slept with Fang's puppet hugged to my chest. Angel told me in my mind that he also had mine.

A/N: Oh my god I am so going to make those. Review please!