A/N: Hey, faithful readers! My writer's block has left; thank goodness. Thank you to all my reviewers, this chapter is dedicated to them. (How touching! Sniff, sniff...), enough with the chat, let's get on to the story!

Chapter 3:

After Monopoly, we were all sitting out on the porch. Gazzy wanted to fly around again to see if we saw any Erasers. I knew why he really wanted to fly again: to see if I was the victim of a major bird accident for the 2nd time that day. I politely refused with:

"No freaking way!" (Don't talk, Nudge!)

Angel came and stood by me faithfully. "I'll stay with Nudge."

"Me too," the Gasman said.

"Me three." Iggy said.

Max frowned. "I guess if nobody wants to go I'll stay here-"

"Oh, Max, no! You need exercise, and you need to kiss-" I said, momentarily forgetting my pact.

"I need what?" Max asked putting her hands on her hips.

"You, uh, need to kiss the bird!" Gazzy stammered.

Fang narrowed his eyes at me and Gazzy.

Iggy giggled. "Da Bird. A.k.a Fang, Max."

Max blushed madly, a rare occasion. "You guys need to get your mind out of the gutter! I'm not going."

"Our minds are not in the gutter. They're under the gutter," Iggy pointed above us.

Max threw a basketball at him. Iggy heard it in the air and caught it.

"I know!" Gazzy said excitedly,"let's play telephone."

"No, Gazzy! We can't!" I yelled.

"Yeah! Let's play dodgeball instead." Angel suggested quietly.

Everyone, except Max, wanted to play dodgeball. It turns out that dodgeball was my sport!

"Oh, yeah! You're out!" I yelled at Iggy after wacking the kickball at him.

"I'm blind! I can't see!" he whined to Max.

"Oh my gosh, Iggy, are you sure?" Max replied sarcastically.

We played awhile more until supper. Iggy made hotdogs and pork-n-beans on the grill. Max tried to make fruit salad but she dropped the bowl on Fang's foot on "accident". I think she really did to get him back after he made a snide comment on her cooking.

So, anyway, we ate supper on the picnic table outside. It was perfect weather. Of course the peaceful scene didn't last longer than five seconds flat. It erupted into a chaotic food fight (which Gazzy started), and soon we were all throwing food around (I know it was a waste, but it was Jeb's money) even Fang joined in. By the time we had thrown all our left-overs and the lawn was filthy, we were collapsed in laughter. My quietness didn't last long.

"Gross, Angel! You threw a deviled egg and it's in my hair! I'm gonna have to take another shower!" I blurted. Just that moment, Fang threw a cup of root beer and it spilled all over my shirt and hair.

"Ahhh!! Fang!! You big fat meanie! I will so get you back! Eww...why did you have to do that? It's so sticky and-"

Everyone looked at me and cracked up.

"I guess your quiet mode didn't last long, huh, Nudge?" Max said smiling.

"I had to tell them." Angel explained. I laughed.

"It's such a relief to talk! I mean, you guys do not know how hard it is; not talking and everything. Not really you, Fang, but mostly everyone else. Gosh..."

"Only you would know, Nudge." Angel said, smiling.

A/N: You like? I'm assuming everyone expected Nudge to talk, it's completely impossible to shut her up! Same with me! I could go on and on, but I probably shouldn't. Thanks for reading and please review!!

-MaxRideFan35