Screwdriver by Zikkie

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride.

Max's POV

There we were, flying in the air, looking for a new place to take refuge at.

"Hey Max!" Iggy yelled. "Can we land down there?"

I squinted my eyes to look. "Um, there's nothing but trees down there."

"TREES!" Nudge gasped. "I LOVE trees! WE love trees! Please, Max? PLEASIES?"

She gave me Bambi eyes, so I groaned and agreed.

I spiraled downwards until my feet touched the ground. I tucked my wings in.

"They're up to something." Fang whispered to me as Iggy, Nudge and Gazzy disappeared out of sight.

"Please, make yourselves comfortable and sit on the grass." Angel said, gesturing.

"O-kay." I said slowly, sitting down.

Fang sat down next to me. A few minutes later, Gazzy came out with a sign that said:

Max and Fang Forever

I giggled, reread the sign, and choked on spit.

"Yup. I'm out." I said, standing up.

"Angel!" Gazzy sang.

A force entered my mind and I was forced to sit down.

"Angel." I growled.

"Sorry, Max." Angel smiled sweetly at me.

I tried to look away, but my head wouldn't cooperate.

"The show will in a few more moments. Ladies and Fang, we hope you enjoy." Gazzy announced.

"Yeah. Don't announce the dog. He's unimportant. Blah, blah, blah." Total muttered. He trotted off to pee on a bush.

"SCENE ONE! CHRISTMAS. MAX AND FANG ARE WALKING DOWN THE BEACH." Gazzy shouted from somewhere.

Nudge and Iggy came out.

Angel had stopped controlling me, but I couldn't move my legs.

"Oh, Fang!" Nudge sighed, pretending to be me.

I closed my eyes, too embarrassed to look at Fang. An invisible force pried my eyes open.

"Yes, Max?" Iggy asked, who was playing Fang.

"I love you soooo much!" Nudge jumped on Iggy and they started fake making out.

My eyes widened. Widened. And widened. Until I thought they would pop out of their sockets.

"SCENE TWO! MAX AND FANG'S HOUSE. THE SAME NIGHT." Gazzy hollered.

"This necklace is sooooooo awesome!!!!!!" Nudge squealed. She and Iggy started fake making out again.

"SCENE THREE!" Gazzy screamed. "A YEAR LATER. MAX AND FANG ARE MARRIED ALREADY."

"Oh, Fang. Isn't our baby wonderful?" Nudge pretended to carry a baby.

By now, I could only think murderous thoughts..

"Yes, he is!" Iggy nodded. "We shall name him Fangalator!"

"Fang!" Nudge punched Iggy's arm. "That's a great idea!"

"SEVEN YEARS LATER. MAX AND FANG ARE 23, FOR THOSE WHO CAN'T COUNT." Gazzy called. He sounded exhausted.

"Okay, headcount!" Nudge said. "Tooth, Rubber, Pencil, Fangalator, Screwdriver, Toilet, Hammer, Computer, Battery, Lamp, Onion…where's Coconut?"

I counted the names. There were 12. TWELVE?! WE HAD TWELVE KIDS?! Was this what they thought would happen in the future?!

"He's right here!" Iggy exclaimed, picking up air.

"Aww, they're wonderful!" Nudge said, her hand over her heart.

"I know." Iggy sniffled.

"THE END!" Gazzy came out and the three started bowing.

"Yay!" Angel giggled, clapping. Then, my body became more loose and I found myself hyperventilating.

"Oh, God." I heard Fang mutter next to me. I guess Angel must have mind controlled him too.

"So, did you like it?" Nudge asked us excitedly.

"We had a dozen kids?" I said in a hoarse whisper.

"We named a kid Screwdriver?" Fang choked out.