A/N I'm not giving up on Secrets Told. I got a new computer, and I haven't transferred my old files to it yet. This is my first Maximum Ride story. It takes place sometime before 'Fang'.
DISCLAIMER: I COPIED SOME OF THIS FROM THE BOOK. I DON'T OWN MAXIMUM RIDE AND I'M NOT MAKING ANY MONEY OFF OF THIS.
"Yo, Max. Look at this," said Fang. He was reading his blog. Honestly, does he do anything else?
"Coming," I muttered. Running for our lives and all he could think about was his blog? I mean, I like the guy and all, but his computer obsession is a little annoying. "What is it?" I asked, after making sure Fang hadn't woken up the rest of the flock.
"Look at this girl's comment," he said. I looked at the laptop and saw this comment:
I've commented on your blog with my questions for THREE YEARS.
You answer other people's STUPID questions but not MINE.
YOU REALLY ASKED FOR IT, BUDDY. I'm just gonna keep commenting
until you answer at least one of my questions.
I looked up at Fang.
"Someone's mad," I said.
"You have no idea," he responded.
"You gonna answer her?" I asked, smirking. I liked this girl's style.
"I already have. Look." I looked at the six and a half pages of questions.
"She asked 'Boxers or briefs'?!" I exclaimed. Fang blushed, yes folks you read that right, Fang actually blushed.
"That's not what I wanted to show you," said Fang quickly. "After I answered she sent a list of questions for each member of the flock. Do you want to answer first?" I snatched the laptop from him and began to read the questions.
"I'll answer them, but the younger kids can't. They might give away too much. DoNOT let Nudge on here under any circumstances," I said. "Now go to sleep. It's my turn for watch duty." Fang mock saluted me and went to find a comfortable tree somewhere nearby.
Alright, question 1…
DO YOU HAVE A JAMAICAN ACCENT?
Why would you even ask that?
'This isn't so hard' I thought.
DO YOU MOLT?
WHAT'S YOUR STAR SIGN?
Don't know, don't care.
DO YOU USE HAIR PRODUCTS?
I don't use a HAIRBRUSH. Do you THINK I use product!?
DO YOU USE PRODUCTS ON YOUR FEATHERS?
I wouldn't even if they existed.
WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE MOVIE?
I'm busy with, like, saving the world and stuff, so I don't really watch movies.
WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE SONG?
That Mission Impossible one.
WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE SMELL?
My mom's chocolate chip cookies.
DO THESE QUESTIONS ANNOY YOU?
IF I CAME UP TO YOU IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET AND HUGGED YOU,
WOULD YOU KILL ME?
WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE FOOD?
My mom's chocolate chip cookies, they don't just smell good.
WHAT DID YOU HAVE FOR BREAKFAST THIS MORNING?
A granola bar.
DID YOU EVEN HAVE BREAKFAST THIS MORNING?
I already answered that.
DO YOU LIKE FANG?
WHAT ARE YOU WEARING?
A dirty T-shirt, jeans and shoes.
DO YOU WEAR SUNGLASSES?
DO YOU WEAR SUNGLASSES AT NIGHT?
No, that's stupid.
DO YOU PERFER BLONDS OR BRUNETTES?
I prefer anyone who isn't out to kill me.
DO YOU LIKE VAMPIRES OR WEREWOLVES?
Vampires. Werewolves are too much like Erasers.
DO YOU LIKE EGGS?
DO YOU LIKE EATING THINGS?
Yes. Especially cookies.
DO YOU LIKE SPONGEBOB?
No. He's annoying.
CAN YOU COOK?
Not according to the flock.
DO YOU LIKE TO COOK?
DO YOU WANT TO BE UNDA DA SEA?
Did you run out of questions?
WHERE DID YOU LEARN TO PLAY POKER?
Fang taught me.
DO YOU HAVE A GOOD POKER FACE?
DID YOU ENJOY THESE QUESTIONS?
It gave me something to do.
Wow this person is nosy. I looked around and realized I'd been typing all night. Now I understood why Fang was on his blog all the time. Now to hide the laptop before anyone else sees the questions.
"Hi Max! Whatcha doin'?" And …..I'm busted.
"Hey, Gazzy. I'm just answering some questions on Fang's blog," I replied casually.
"Can I see?" he asked.
"No," I said. Gazzy pouted and gave me the puppy dog eyes. "Fine! You can! Just don't type anything," I hate puppy dog eyes. "And DON'Tshow this to Nudge," I said, regaining some of my leaderly image. I handed him the computer and walked towards the rest of the flock. Someone had to wake them up.
Gazzy looked at the questions Max had been answering, and noticed that there was also a file for him. He looked around, and when he didn't see anyone coming for him he clicked on it. He would have fun answering these on his next guard duty.
A/N Please review!