Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride!

A/N Sorry I haven't added this unit... even though I promised I would... yeah...

Chapter 1- Niggy

"But why do you want those shoes, and not the ones that look exactly the same, but cheaper," Iggy asked. Ever since he got his sight back, he was always the one Max sent shopping with me.

"Because, these are a name brand," I replied, rolling my eyes as I picked up the shoes.

"Which makes them more expensive," he retorted. "Come on, Max said don't go over fifty bucks, and we already spent forty bucks. Just get the other pair. Maybe we can have Dylan put the brand on it," he joked, smiling at me, his blue eyes sparkling. I loved his eyes. They were just one of the many things I loved about him.

"Don't be so mean," I replied, grabbing the other pair. I couldn't say no to Iggy, no matter what it was about. I grabbed the other bags and ran up to the counter. The cashier rang me up, and Iggy put down the twelve bucks.

"You better find two bucks, or Max is gonna kill you," he said, walking out of the store. I ran after him.

"I'm hungry," I said, looking over to the food court.

"Eat your shoes, we don't have money," he said.

"God, Iggy. You are such a jerk," I said, frowning.

"Only telling the truth," he replied, his hands in his pockets. "Let's go, before you find any other stores you want to raid."

"But Iggy, I know you're hungry to, why don't we just go eat. It's not like Max'll know. She can barely count to thirty, much less be able to tell if we went and got some food. And she wouldn't care, because her first priority has always been to fe-" I said, being cut off by a kiss from him. I didn't know what to do, so I kissed him back.

"You are such a motor mouth," he said, laughing as he took my hand and lead me to the car.

I didn't say anything, still shocked in silence. "Maybe I should kiss you more often. It sure shuts you up," he laughed. When I still didn't say anything he turned to me, worry in his eyes. "You okay?"

"Still recovering," I managed in a choked whisper. I looked up at him, studying his confused face.

"From what? Did I do something wrong?" he asked, worry blooming in his blue eyes.

"No, you did something right," I replied, pulling his face down to mine, pressing my lips to his. Best shopping day ever.

Yay! Finished that one, and it only took... four days! Up next is...

Chapter 2-Nylan

"I loved that movie! It was such a sweet twist on that old fairytale. And the main dude totally looked like an Eraser," I said, hanging on Dylan's arm.

"I thought that it was gonna be pretty boy," he replied. I nodded, releasing his arm and wrapping my arms around his waist. He lifted his arm up so it was resting lightly on my shoulders.

"What's for dinner?" I asked him, walking away from the theater and out into the chilly night air.

"Hm, how about a picnic?" he said, producing a basket and blanket.

"Sounds perfect," I replied, giving him a squeeze. We walked across the street to the park where Angel and Gazzy had liked to play when they were kids.

Dylan unloaded the basket, and set down the blanket. I sat down, and looked up to the sky. Dylan and I had been dating for three years, and were practically inseparable since he first asked me out. I thought back to the moment when he asked me to go to the movies with him.

Flashback

I was sitting in Dr. M's living room, reading a fashion magazine, when Iggy and Fang push Dylan in the room, and locked the door behind him. He flushed bright red, and I felt heat in my cheeks.

"Hey, Nudge," he said, plopping down on the couch next to me.

"Hi, Dyl," I said, flipping the page. I usually tried to ignore him, since I liked him so much, and he was so caught up with Max.

"So, are you doing anything tonight? Cuz that new Disney movie is out, and I know you want to see it," he said, starting to babble. "I mean, if you're doing something I understand, but I was just thinking-" I placed a hand over his mouth.

"I'd love to go to the movies with you."

End Flashback

"What are you thinking about?" he asked, leaning over so his face was inches from mine.

"When you first asked me out," I replied, kissing his nose.

"I was so nervous," he recalled, brushing his lips across my forehead. I giggled.

"Yeah, you started babbling like me," I said, leaning against his shoulder.

"I guess I did," he said, smiling at the memory.

"I wonder where we would be tonight if the guys hadn't gotten annoyed at my pacing outside the room and locked me in there," he said, putting his head on top of mine.

"Probably both moping in our rooms, wishing the other would ask us on a date," I replied.

"I and bet you I wouldn't be doing this," he said, plopping a small velvet box in my lap. I opened it, and found a small sapphire ring place precisely in the box.

"Dyl?" I asked breathlessly.

"Would you do me the honor of marrying me?" he asked.

"No, Dyl, because I've been dating you for the past three years because I was bored. No, duh!" I squealed, throwing myself into his arms.

"For a second there, I thought you were serious," he whispered in my ear. "You should be an actress."

I smiled into his shoulder. "I love you, Dylan."

"Not more than I love you."

Geez, that was hard to come up with. And it was pure fluff, like cotton candy. Yum!

Next is….

Chapter 3-Fudge (YUMMY!)

We were complete opposites. He loved black, and I was a rainbow. He rarely talked, and when he did, it was snarky and rude, but I loved talking, and was always positive.

Who knew that we would be married the day of my eighteenth birthday?

"Max," I squeaked out, sounding like a mouse.

"It's alright," Max said, patting my back. I hugged her tight.

"I'm scared," I whispered.

"Don't be, he loves you," she said, hugging me back.

"Nudge, it's time to go, sweetie," Jeb said, opening the door. I nodded, and made my way over to him. Max stepped out ahead of us, and I watched as Angel slipped through the doors, tossing petals to the ground. Max followed right behind her. Jeb linked his arm through mine, and began pulling us toward the large door.

My breathing sped up tenfold, and I felt ready to pass out. But then we walked through the doors, and I saw him, looking completely blissed out, looking at me like I was the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. I blushed, but my breathing slowed, and a smile crossed my face. I was getting married to the love of my life!

We reached the alter after what seemed like hours, and Jeb put my hand in Fang's. The preacher began, and said, "If there is anyone who objects to the union of these two souls, speak now or forever hold your peace!"

To my absolute horror, Fang's ex-girlfriend, Lissa, stood from her spot in the back of the room. "I object," she said, her voice demanding. "Fang, you know you don't love her. You love me. You said so when we dated in when you lived in Virginia. Come back with me."

Fang turned to face her, and I could feel tears well up in my eyes, and spill over, falling like twin waterfalls over my cheeks. I buried my face in my hands, crying. I felt his arms wrap around me, and I didn't resist, feeling that this would be the last time I would be held by him.

"Lissa," he said, his voice soft, "please, understand. I couldn't give a damn about you. I am not afraid to admit I used you so that Nudge would realize she loved me as much as I loved her. And now you've made her cry. So get the hell out of this church." I pulled my face out of my hands, and looked up at Fang. His eyes were dead serious, and had the gleam in them that I had seen a thousand times. The gleam that came to his eye when he was about to kick butt. When she didn't move, Max stood up, walked towards her, grabbed her arm, and cheerfully dragged her out of the room. She came back three minutes later, with a bit of blood on her hands, and her dress and hair looking a little ruffled.

"Well? Are you gonna finish this thing?" she asked, standing in her classic Max stance. I looked over at Fang, and he nodded, taking my hands again. We said our vows, and the second the priest announced that we were officially husband and wife, Fang swept me up, and pressed his lips to mine. With the passion hidden behind the kiss, I knew that the honeymoon would be the best time of my life.

Ha! Bet you didn't see that coming! Anyway, it was fluffy.

Up next….

Chapter 4- Nazzy

"Momma! Help me!" my daughter, Sarah, called from the bathroom. I sprang up from my seat on the living room couch. I scurried into the bathroom, and saw my baby girl standing in front the mirror, her brush stuck in her hair.

"Don't say help me unless you're being attacked," I scolded her, untangling the brush from her wild mane of hair. I pulled the brush through her hair, taming the curls.

"I'm sorry, Momma," she said, watching me in the mirror. Just then, a small boom broke through the peaceful atmosphere. I heard giggling sprout from the back yard as my other daughter spent some quality time with her father, blowing up bombs.

"Gazzy! Please stop blowing up bombs in the backyard! The neighbors might call the cops again," I called out to him.

"Sorry sweetie," he said, bringing my soot covered daughter into the bathroom with him.

"Sure. Like you won't be out there again tomorrow, tinkering with another alarm clock, blowing the bugs out of the grass," I said, shaking my head.

"Yup!" he said. I wiped Lisa's face clean with a washcloth, listening to her babble about what her and her friends were going to do today at the mall. Sarah grabbed her bag off of the counter, and darted out the door, calling that she'd be back after dinner. Lisa ran out a few minutes later, promising the same thing.

"And the birds leave the nest," Gazzy muttered, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. I leaned my head back into his chest.

"All to right," I sighed, closing my eyes.

"I wonder if that was what Max thought when we left," he mused, resting his chin on the top of my head.

"Probably," I said as I turned in his arms to face him. His blue eyes were overflowing with love, and I was sure mine mirrored his. He leaned down, so that his nose almost touched mine. I pushed down with my feet, and lifted my face to touch my lips to his.

"I love you," he muttered against my lips.

"I love you too," I whispered back.

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A/N Sorry I took so long to post this one, but I was busy.

~Isabelle~