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Chapter 5
"Yo, watch where you wave that thing!" I yelled at Iggy, who had nearly skewered me with a red hot metal stick with four hotdogs on it.
"I hate to break it to you Max, but I'm blind," Iggy said. "Therefore, I can't see your proximity to my hotdog roasting stick," he concluded. I threw a rock at him and it hit his shoulder.
"Ouch!" he said as he rubbed his "sore" shoulder. Oh please, it was a freakin small rock!
We had decided to camp out in a remote spot in the canyon, far away from any tourists or adventure hikers. We hitched up our tents next to a small stream in a little ravine so we wouldn't get baked alive by the sun. There were three tents; Gazzy and Iggy in one, Nudge and Angel in another, then, of course, me and Fang in the smallest tent. How did we get the smallest tent for heaven's sake? I ask you. At least I wasn't freezing cold at night.
As of now, we were roasting hotdogs for dinner and watching the sky grow dark and stars start to pop out of the velvety blackness of the sky. I finished my fourth hotdog and laid down on my back, my hands under my head, and stared up at the sky.
Nudge was talking to Angel about different kinds of ice cream, and Iggy and Gazzy were discussing something in low voices. Probably something about a bomb. I heard rocks shift and someone lay down beside me. I turned my head, and saw it was Fang. I smiled, and he smiled in response. I took one of my hands from under my head and grabbed one of his. His fingers tightened around mine. I turned my face back to the sky, and watched as a star shot across the sky. And then another.
"Wow," Fang breathed.
"Yeah," I agreed, smiling. I squeezed his fingers.
"Awww," Iggy said from across the fire. Fang scowled at him, and Nudge and Angel giggled.
"Shut up," I said glaring at him, which was a wasted effort. I shifted my gaze back to the sky.
We laid there until the moon was halfway into the sky and the fire burned low. I noticed the atmosphere was eerily calm, like the hours before a storm, but I shrugged it off. The Flock separated into our tents. I snuggled into my sleeping bag, but I was still a little chilly. I shivered, then Fang's arm wrapped around me. I scooted closer to him, then kissed him softly on the lips.
"Thanks," I sighed.
"No problem," he whispered.
I was smiling as I drifted into unconsciousness…
Okay, so is that last piece of dialogue from New Moon? if it is, please don't sue me Stephenie for plagiarizing!
The next thing I was aware of was that I was wet. Like totally soaked through wet, and I was becoming more wet, if that was possible. I sat up quickly, and Fang sat up a second later.
"Wha'? What's wrong?" he said groggily. I didn't answer, but got out of my sleeping bag and stepped out of the tent. Into mud.
"Crap," I muttered. "Fang! Get the others. We're gonna find a cave and camp out in there. This rain's comin' down hard," I told him, then I went to gather the food and supplies. Fang got the rest of the Flock up, and we quickly packed up our stiff as it continued to pour. Why was it raining like this in the desert? Don't ask me, I'm not the weather person on the news.
We relocated to a fairly decent sized cave in the side of the ravine about 700 yards from our original site. We got as far as getting out clothes and tents into the cave, but when Fang, Iggy, and I went to get the coolers of food, we saw them get washed down the stream that had now become a small river.
"Crap!" I said. "Stupid flash flooding!" Iggy and Fang hovered near me; Fang had a frustrated expression on his face. I knew we shouldn't be flying when it was raining this hard, so we got our soaked bird-kid butts back to the cave.
"Sorry guys, the food's gone," I said to the younger ones as I landed in the cave entrance.
"What?" Nudge exclaimed. "The food's gone?! That sucks! I don't wanna starve to death! I'd rather eat desert rat! No, strike that. I'd rather starve, 'cause desert rat is really nasty. I don't think there's any rat around here anyway. Is there? I didn't see anmph-" Gazzy put a hand over her mouth, bless him.
"No, Nudge, we're not gonna eat desert rat. I'm going to try and go get us some food when the rain let's up a bit," I said, trying to be leaderly.
"I'll go with you," Fang added.
"'Kay," I said as I sat down, waiting for the rain to get lighter. I watched Nudge, Angel and Gazzy play cards for the next half hour. The rain finally turned to a drizzle.
"'Kay guys, we'll be back soon," I called to them as me and Fang took off into the rain.
"Which way, o fearless leader?" Fang asked a couple minutes later.
My internal compass told me to head northeast. I don't have any idea how it knew where food was, but I was just glad it did.
"This way," I said, angling my wings just a tad.
I figured we had about a couple hours before it really started pouring again, so I sped up, but just enough so Fang could keep up. We made it to a small grocery store, and bought as much food as we could carry, then flew back the way we'd come. I had this odd feeling inside me that kept growing. It was the feeling that something bad was going to happen. The hair on the back of my neck stood up.
"Max?" Fang called to me.
"Yeah?" I replied.
"Do you have that feeling, too?" he asked. I swear, sometimes he can read my mind.
I nodded. "Yeah, I don't like it," I said, scowling into the rain. My eyes narrowed, and I did a quick 360. My whole body suddenly went cold, then a fierce stabbing pain punched through my brain. I dropped the groceries, and choked on a scream. My wings fell limp, and I began to fall towards the ground, and also into an inviting darkness…
OOO!! Cliffie!! I is so evil!! :) -evil laughter-
Fly free!
-C