yo.
okay, i have two words for you, since you probably would appreciate me not launching into a boring spiel about how tired i am and how i have sooo much to do, like i usually have at the beginning of each chapter--but will not be doing any more. promise.
BIH. ZEE.
(in case you didn't catch that, it's BUSY!!) i have so much stuff going on and... oh. sorry. right. i promised not to do that....
also, i really need to update some stuff, but i have made the executive decision NOT to continue Hand On His Heart..... (but wait! it gets better! keep reading!!!)
.....UNTIL this story is finished. i got so many favorite story things and story alerts on it (HOHH) that i am choosing to keep going (somewhat, anyway. i mean, there's not much you can do after the world is saved, you know? ....)
anyhoo, enjoy the chapter!!!
XOXOXOXOXO!
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I groaned mentally. "Yeah, Fang?"
"We need to ta—"
"Hello? Hello? Hey, is any one there?" It took me a moment to realize the annoyed-sounding voice was coming from the phone. For a second I had
thought there was another voice in my head…
And if that sentence did not sound odd in any particular way to you, please feel free to read it again. I looked at Fang, who rolled his eyes and
shrugged, his way of letting me know we could talk later.
I gave him one last look before turning back to the mini-menu in the complimentary restaurant book, regards of Coon Dog Crossroads Room
and Board. "Yeah, I'd like a large cheese pizza with pepperoni…" I handed Fang the phone so he could order while I rounded up the kids.
When it came turn for Gazzy's turn to order, he didn't waste any time looking at the menu, or taking forever to decide like he usually did. Uh-oh.
"Okay," he said in a leaderly tone. "I'd like a large pepperoni pizza with anchovies and guacamole... Yep, you heard me right, guacamole…" Oh, Lord, have
mercy. It's going to be an exciting night for all the residents of the second floor.
"Max, Max, Max." Iggy whisper-groaned, his hand not-so-effectively shielding his noise. "What on earth possessed you to let Gazzy get a pepperoni pizza
with guacamole and anchovies on it?"
I shrugged awkwardly, my face buried in my sweatshirt. "Sorry, Igs."
"Hey, it's not me who you should be apologizing to. It's that elderly couple with the Hawaiian-print shirts and loafers that passed out as soon as they opened
the door."
I laughed quietly. It had been a long night. The kids had eaten a ton of pizza, played more games than I could count, watched waaay too many movies, and
finally, I called it a night for the younger ones. Now it was just me, Iggy, and Fang watching (or in Iggy's case, listening to) random shows on TV.
Fang sat up and stretched. "This place is getting to me. I'm gonna get some air."
I looked at him uncertainly. I trusted him, it was just that I hated having any one in the flock go flying. Even Fang.
"Don't worry, Max," he said, upon reading my facial expression. "I'll be fine."
I looked at him dubiously. "Need I remember the time when you got sick from going out and flying in the rain?"
He rolled his eyes. "It was a cold, not hypothermia, Max."
"Or," I continued, "the time when you injured your wrist from cutting to close to a tree?"
"A sprain." He looked at me, half-annoyed, half-amused.
"Or the time you—"
"Oh, just go with him already!" Iggy threw up his hands. "I'll stay here with the kids! I'm not completely defenseless, you know?"
I blushed slightly. "I know, Ig. I just—"
"Just what? Go! Jeez, what else do you need? A signed permission slip?" He glared at me.
"Actually," Fang said dryly. "I'm going to be needing to check license and registration anyway, so—"
I gave him a not-helping glare. He gave me a half-smile-half-smirk. Jerk.
I sighed. "Okay, fine. I'll go."
Iggy rolled his eyes and made an exaggerated TV-show-host gesture. "Feel free to leave at any time, folks."
I just looked at him. Fang touched my shoulder. "Come on, Max."
Giving Iggy one last concerned glance, I jumped out the window after Fang.
The wind ruffled my feathers as we soared seamlessly through the night sky. A canopy of stars glittered overhead as we dipped and
glided across vast expanses of dark and the wisp of a moon that seemed insufficient to the job of illuminating the night. The city lights
shone below us, sending flickering shadows across our faces, Fang's especially. I flew closer to him, and studied his profile, the blinking
lights shadowing the panes of his faces. I was so lost in thought that it took me a moment to figure out he was doing the same thing to
me. Umm…can we say awkward? And with that, the moment was ruined.
"Let's, uh, land down…there," I said in a rush, stumbling over my words and angled myself towards a lonely cabin just outside the
outskirts of the city.
When I looked back to see if he was following, his gaze caught mine and pierced it, fragmenting my vision. All I could see was him.
Wow. His stare was so intense, I forgot to flap, and dropped a few feet before regaining my composure. I felt Fang smirking behind
me, and a deep blush crept up my cheeks.
Somehow, I'm getting this feeling that the little "talk" Fang wanted to have is not going to turn out like I thought it would…
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tell me what you thought!!!! review!!
oh i almost forgot, heres the answers to the poptart point challenge things i did last time!
- the song was Jenny / 867-5309, from when Nudge was looking up the pizza place's number!! (..i love that song!!)
- the oxymoron was "This whole relaxing thing is so stressful."
- this one was pretty obscure, so it didn't really surprise me that no one got it: i got the name from the movie "Sweet Home Alabama." The cemetery where the dog was buried was called coon dog something so yeah. don't worry if you didn't get that right!! i know i wouldn't have!! ;)
aaand, here are the people who earned poptart points for getting the challenge thingies right!
AWESOME REVIEWERS WITH POPTART POINTS:
irock329
maxridelovr1995
bobthytree
oh crap. i'm sorry any one else who got anything else right!! my email is being retarded and... GAHH!!! i'm sorry!!
i'll try to get the rest of you up here! if there is any one else.. not sure if there is....
but to you three people who brightened my day especially:
*virtual cookies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*
;D
later, my loves!
rylaine (and yes, i meant to do that ;D it's not a typo. that's my --sort of-- name. memrylaine is a play off of that. see how clever i can be???) :D