A/N: 20th Chapter! Woot!
I know it says chapter 21, but one of the chapters in an A/N.
So I watched Dr. Who.
I saw the episode "The Big Bang" (Season Five) yesterday, and I had to wipe the mascara off my cheeks. Fun.
Then, I kept freaking out at night because I thought every sound I heard was the Silence, but I'd just forgotten them.
Sigh... Fangirl problems...
And I finally beat writer's block!
Can you guys be extra-nice with reviews for me? :3
And I finally have the prizes from Chap. 15, the HG and HP references. You guys get mentioned!
On with the story. (This one's extra-long, and honestly took forever).
"Hey, Max?"
I looked up and saw Ella, Nudge and Angel standing outside of my door. Trouble.
"Yeah, what?" I asked my little sister.
"Well, we were wondering…"
"LET'S HAVE A SLUMBER PARTY!" Nudge cut in. Ella glared down at her.
"Only the girls!" Angel added.
"But I—" I tried to protest.
"Pleeeeeaaaaase?" they chorused.
"Fine," I snapped.
"And no sneaking off in the middle of the night to go see Fang!" Angel piped up.
"Ange, please stop looking into my mind. And if I want to go sneak out and see Fang, then I can."
"Why would you want to sneak out and see me?" the dark, silent (I wish, now he uses his talking to annoy me) bird kid in question appeared. Bad timing.
"Nothing. We," I gestured to the other girls, "were going to have a slumber party.
"Don't you already live together?" Fang asked. Stupid Fang and his stupid logic, and stupid, dark, swirling eyes—and I'm getting sidetracked again.
"Yeah, but this is different," Nudge insisted. "Like, we'll do our hair and gossip and watch chick flicks all night."
"Can't wait," I deadpanned. All three girls shot me The Look©.
"It starts at nine," Nudge said icily.
"Okay, I'm sorry, girls. I can help with the popcorn," I amended.
"Yay!" Angel cheered, and ran to hug me.
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"It's nine!" Nudge announced gleefully.
"On the dot," I muttered. Nudge had been counting seconds since three minutes ago. I hoisted up my pillow and sleeping bag. "Is this sleeping bag really necessary?"
Nudge shot me a murderous look while graciously inviting me into her room. What can I say; she's a damn good multitasker. "Yes, it is."
I let go of my stuff with a flump sound as it fell on the ground. "So, what now?"
"We have fun," Angel growled.
"Aren't we off to a good start," I muttered.
"What was that?" asked Ella menacingly.
"Nothing, nothing."
"Let's watch a chick flick!" Angel squealed.
"That's sexist," I muttered, but no one heard. Nudge brought out a DVD. As soon as I saw it, I backed away in horror, but Ella was blocking the door.
"No… Anything but that!" I tried a second of pleading.
"Yes," Nudge said, feeding the DVD into the player and turning on the TV. "Twilight."
FANG
I was trying to have a guy night. I know, Fang, having fun? Whaaat? Right. Since the girls were having a slumber party, Iggy, Gazzy and I were trying to have a guy night, with pizza and football.
Dr. Martinez was having a "peace-and-quiet" night, but that's just not part of the flock vocabulary. So there I was, trying to explain what was happening on the screen to Iggy, who was shoving pizza into his mouth. Gazzy, meanwhile, was pelting me with chicken wings.
"FANG! Your phone just vibrated," whined the Gasser.
"TOUCHDOWN! YEAH!" the TV belted out.
"Who was that? Why is the guy screaming?" Iggy asked me anxiously.
"It's a text! I'm gonna read it!"
"WOAH MAN, DID YOU SEE THAT? THAT WAS EPIC!"
"What? What happened?"
"Ooh, it's from Max."
I fell on Iggy trying to get over to Gazzy. He was holding the phone out to the side of the couch, where I couldn't reach.
"Dear Fang," he said in Max's voice. "I love you so much. Let's go make out right now. Will you propose to me? Let's get married and have little bird kids."
"Give the phone!" I roared.
"OW! MY FACE!"
"Sorry, Ig," I apologized, having finally grabbed my phone. I opened the text Max sent me as Iggy rubbed his nose. Drama queen.
I opened the text and (fortunately) it was nothing like what Gazzy said.
FANG! Help me now! I hv to watch Twilight w Nudge, El, Ange. Doors locked. They're armed, have mascara. Come rescue me! Ig too for backup.
"Iggy! We're going to Nudge's room, pronto!"
"What now?" he grumbled.
"Ella, Nudge and Angel are holding Max hostage and… making her watch Twilight."
Iggy sucked in a deep breath. "As torturous as Twilight will be for Max… I have to be with Ella on this one."
"What? That's only 'cause you have a crush on her!"
Iggy gave me a lopsided grin. "Of course. And don't tell me you're gonna save Max just because you feel bad for her."
"Touché. You keep Gazzy from imploding too many things." I ran upstairs towards Nudge's room.
Iggy called up, "I'm usually the one helping him implode things!" but I was already gone.
MAX
"No more! Have mercy!" I wailed, pulling at my hair.
"Shh!" Angel snapped. I turned pleading eyes at her. How can you enjoy this?
It's a great movie. Just watch it.
Angel, I don't want to.
You'll like it.
I snorted and muttered, "Yeah, right," probably giving off the "insane" vibe. The other girls were too absorbed in the movie to notice anyway.
"JACOB!" Ella squealed.
"You don't say," I said.
"MA-AX!" Nudge admonished. Her eyes were glued to the screen as Jacob took off his shirt for like the zillionth time in three minutes.
I groaned and only then did I act in a way considered insane by their standards. "Jacob, is, like, so hot!" Nudge said, indignant.
The door burst open and there was Fang, holding lggy's lock-picking kit. "Not as hot as me, though," he said calmly, stepping into the room. Nudge shot Fang a sour look.
In one graceful movement, he'd gotten to the remote and paused the movie. I ran out after him and slammed the door behind me. "Come back!" Angel yelled.
"We'll get you!" Ella roared. I ran through the hallway with Fang, moving blindly forward. I yanked the door to Nudge's walk-in closet (such a spoiled bird girl) and threw myself in, pulling Fang along with me.
I heard the stampede of Twilight-rabid pre-teen girls run right past the closet. "Well…" I said.
Dark closet? Fang and I? Having to stay there for ten whole minutes? Can you say "awkward"?
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Nudge panted, running back to her room. "Wow," she said, out of breath.
"No kidding," Ella added.
"They're good at hiding. And they're blocking their minds," said Angel.
All three girls looked around. They'd checked everywhere. They weren't in the bathroom, in any of their rooms, in the basement, on the roof, or in the surrounding forest areas.
They were just about to give up when they heard the giggling. "What the—" Ella started. There was one deeper voice, unmistakably Fang's, and Max's. They turned wildly, trying to decide where it was coming from.
"Fang!"
"What?"
"Be quiet, they'll find us."
"Don't care."
"It's coming from my closet!" Nudge squealed. She yanked the door open and Fang and Max tumbled out. Max's face instantly went beet red.
"I-uh, um," she stammered.
"It's okay," Ella said.
"Don't worry," Angel added soothingly.
"We won't tell you scarred the impressionable little girl," Nudge said, jerking her thumb at Angel, whose eyes were widening innocently, "as long as both of you join the slumber party."
"Both? As in, me too?" Fang asked. Nudge nodded solemnly. "Fine."
MAX
"NO! I refuse to wear that… thing," I shouted, motioning over to the short, strapless dress. It was so glittery; it was practically unicorn poop.
"Hold still," Ella told me. She slowly brushed the mascara wand through my eyelashes as I wriggled. "You're gonna get panda eyes," she warned.
"Wha'?"
"It's when the mascara smudges around your eyes, it's really ugly," Nudge explained with an impatient wave of her hand. I shut my mouth angrily, glaring at the bathroom door: my only escape.
Angel was doing who knows what with my hair, apparently making some sort of complex braid. I watched as Ella brought the sponge applicator full of eye shadow to my eye. I blinked furiously as it grew monstrously huge in my left eye.
"Stop doing that!" Ella said, frustrated. I held still while she carefully put different colors of goop on my eyelids, effectively making my face a work of abstract art (with many creative color combinations).
Nudge showed me the strapless dress again. "Come on! It's really pretty," she said, in a "tempting" tone.
"As if. No way," I said. Nudge sighed.
"Fine. But you'll leave the makeup on." I nodded and let Ella apply the last bit of liquid eyeliner, which was causing me to fight tears from the horrible burning sensation of eyeliner pouring into your eyes.
"Okay, you're ready," Nudge told me, as Angel let go of my hair. I looked in the mirror. My hair was in a complicated bun with braids and twists coming out of it in every direction. I tried not to flinch when I saw Ella had put on fake eyelashes as well as mascara. Great.
My lips were bright pink, and almost Day-Glo. I frowned and they barely moved. "What have you done?" I moaned.
Ella rolled her eyes. "Stop being so dramatic." She turned me over to the bathroom door, unlocked it, and marched me back into Nudge's room.
Fang was already there with his computer, typing away as usual. He looked up and his eyes went wide, even though he didn't say anything. "That bad?" I asked jokingly.
"Who are you and what have you done with Max?" said Fang. I rolled my eyes and gave him The Look©. He laughed and got up from the bed.
"Well, maybe the colors are… unique, and the hairstyle is… creative. But you're still beautiful as always." He pulled me closed and crashed his lips against mine. I put my arms around his neck, and to my surprise felt myself being pulled away.
"We can't waste any time!" It was Angel. Were they really bent on ruining my night?
"What now?" Fang said, angry.
"Now, we can share secrets!" Ella said.
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"So there was this really cute guy, right? So he's all like, 'Hey girl, give me your number?' and I'm all like 'sure,'" Nudge rambled.
"What did you do?" Angel asked curiously. I almost wanted to have a funeral for her little-girl innocence.
"Well, I gave him a fake one," Nudge said.
"Why?" said Ella, genuinely surprised.
"I don't know," Nudge shrugged. "There was this even cuter guy like, five feet away."
I heard Fang groan next to me, and I thought I heard him whisper, "How superficial can you get?"
"I know, right?" I breathed back.
"Do I really have to sit through this?" Fang asked in a normal volume. Three death glares turned towards him instantly. "Just asking," he said, holding up his hands in a universal "Whoa-Nelly" sign.
"I would have taken his number," Ella mused.
"Don't tell Iggy that," Nudge said.
"Don't tell Iggy what?" Iggy asked, casually strolling in through the door.
"Did you hear all that? How did you get in? Forget that, do you even care?" Ella spouted out quickly.
"Yes, lock-picking skills, and yes," he answered. "Now, let's settle this nicely," he said, twirling a small, spindly tool in his hand. "You let Max and Fang go, and you lucky ladies get to spend the rest of your party thing with me."
"You know what, I would like to spend the rest of the night with you," Ella said, getting up swiftly and taking the lock-picking thing from Iggy. He stayed frozen as she walked towards the door.
"Iggy!" Fang scolded as I made one last desperate dive for the door, but Ella had already locked it again.
"Sorry," Iggy shrugged, sitting down and nearly missing Angel, who jumped out of the way at the last minute.
"Okay!" Angel said brightly, recovering from the Iggy-attack. "Let's do fun stuff!"
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"Hello? Hell-o-o?" Gazzy called. The whole house was empty. He walked slowly up towards the second floor, where the bedrooms were. It was a lot like the scary movie Iggy had made him watch. It had given Gazzy nightmares, but he wasn't allowed to tell Max or Dr. Martinez. Iggy had blackmailed him, because he needed someone to describe the movie to him.
Gazzy shivered. All the rooms had been empty so far. There was a giggle. He paused. It was exactly like that scary movie! It was the ghost of the little girl, there to kill him! And worst of all, it was coming from Nudge and Angel's room! The ghost had already killed the girls!
Gazzy paused. The giggles and voices had started up again. "So, you know Maddie from my school, right? Well, so she was dating Neil, and then, when they broke up…"
He recognized Ella's voice. He could also make out Max, Fang, and Iggy grumbling, and Nudge and Angel squealing. Gazzy exhaled. They were just doing… who knows what, really, in the girls' room.
Gazzy ran downstairs. He was finally alone! He could do what he'd always wanted to do, but never was able to, with the flock watching and waiting to snitch on him. Gazzy opened the drawer behind the microwave, the one that no one touched. An evil grin began to spread across his face as he shook up the can of silly string.
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"They are just so adorable," Ella said.
"I know," Nudge sighed. Iggy snickered.
"Pass me the purple?" Angel asked. "I want to draw a rainbow."
Nudge picked up the marker, not looking up from the unicorn she was drawing, She handed it to Angel, who scribbled on the last stripe in her rainbow.
"I'm going to make hearts!" Ella exclaimed.
"Can I draw too?" Iggy asked.
"Sure!" Nudge said, handing him a blue marker. She finished her unicorn and moved over to Fang's face. "Hm… Mustache or goatee? Mustache."
She started drawing a big, pink mustache on Fang.
"So much for light sleepers," Iggy said, starting the outline for a bomb on Max's forehead.
"Don't move their arms, though. They'll wake up," Ella advised. Fang's arms were delicately curled around Max, and her left arm was in turn around his neck.
"Okay," Angel said. She was adding sparkles around her rainbow.
"Mmm?" Max stirred a little.
"Quick! Get rid of the markers!" Nudge whispered anxiously. They all capped the markers and threw them under the bed. They took a few steps back, and Nudge resumed a random story.
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"So, yeah. Katie, like, hates Stacey now, and Stacey even painted "ugly" on her locker, and called her a bra-stuffer. And I was like, 'girl, your bra is as stuffed as her blond hair is real. Go get that guy-stealer.' And then Katie was like 'Yo, paws off my guy,' to Stacey, who was walking around with Xander, and then Xander was like, 'I'm sorry babe, this whole time I was thinking about you,' and he went and kissed Katie and the end."
I groaned, trying to get untangled from Fang's arms. I must have been napping for at least fifteen minutes, and Nudge just finished her story. I got up, pushing Fang off of me.
"You done yet?" Fang asked groggily. Nudge nodded, smiling widely. "Wait… Max, oh god."
I whirled around to Fang then saw his skin. "That can wait. Look at yourself!" I shrieked. Fang was covered in doodles.
"No, seriously, Max," he tried to say.
"They drew on you," we both said at the same time. I looked at my arms and found them covered in ponies, princesses, and rainbows.
We turned back on the others. I was about to murder them all, when the door burst open. "FREEDOM!"
I turned in time to see Gazzy, then colorful jets of silly string shooting at me. I had time to close my eyes and the silly string splattered all over me. Opening one eye, I saw we were all pink, blue, and green.
"How?" Iggy asked.
"You left your lock-picking kit right at the door. I only learned from the best," Gazzy explained.
"Thanks," Iggy said, forgetting for a second the silly string on his face. "That was an awesome prank, man!"
He walked forward and high-fived Gazzy. "Okay," Gazzy announced. "Everyone stop fighting, or I shoot."
"What do you want?" Nudge asked. Gazzy put on his "hurt-little-boy" face.
"Can I be in the slumber party too?" he asked. I was about to warn him, when Angel locked the door again.
"Sure, Gaz."
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HI INTERNET!
I'm a little on sugar high here. WE HAD A SLUMBER PARTY! We talked, and watched movies, and drew on Max and Fang. Now everyone else is asleep, Max and Fang fell asleep cuddling, it's so cute, you should really see it.
Gazzy told scary stories with Iggy, and they finally all went to sleep.
Comment away! I had too much coffee anyway, not like I'm gonna even sleep. :DDDDDD
~Nudge 3
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SkyGirl68: YAY! SUGAR HIGH TOO :D
.16: SO LUCKY! Wish I could have a slumber party with the flock…
BlackStarGodliness: Max and Fang are so adorable… BUT FANG'S MINE!
WiseGirlXSeaweedBrain: You hacked in again? Awesome!
Gabbie519: What movies?
RainbowsGalore: Insomnia is really serious, Nudge! Get off the internet!
RainbowsGalore, you get that one ^^
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Help me defeat writer's block once and for all!
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~greysky3