Sunday, November 1, 2009

MR Fanfic (TPPOV) Chapter thirty

Fang and the others ate quickly, stuffing as much food as they could into their faces. "This is sooo goood!" Nudge said through a mouthful of pancakes. Gazzy nodded, stuffing a full pancake into his mouth.

"Gazzy, small bites." Fang mumbled as he chewed a sausage.

"Ahm eatin' fo' Iggy." Gazzy said almost incoherently.

"Fang, have you heard anything from Max?" Angel asked as she took a bite of sausage.

"Yeah, I think she's coming to meet us. She's okay." Fang replied, stabbing another sausage with his fork.

"Great, hopefully she'll be here by the time we're leaving tomorrow. We are leaving tomorrow, right?" Kalie asked. She licked off her fingers and looked at Fang, who shrugged.

"If the doctors say it's okay." He said simply.

"I don't know if I wanna leave that soon. I LOVE THIS FOOD." Nudge said, shoveling more of it into her mouth. "And it's not from a dumpster! Bonus!" Nudge got numerous shushes as she made the last remark. She didn't care, though, she was eating, and that made her happy.

After everyone had eaten until they thought they were going to burst, the group walked back to the waiting room they had been in before. Fang let Gazzy and Angel have his computer to play some games on while he went up to the desk. "Can a couple of us go back and see Ig-Timothy?" Fang asked, almost forgetting Iggy's fake name. The woman behind the counter nodded. Fang motioned for Nudge to come with him and she dashed over.

"He may not be awake, though." The woman warned as Fang and Nudge went back through the doorway. Fang led Nudge down the hallway and to Iggy's room, where Iggy was still laying on the bed.

"Iggy? You awake?" Fang asked, walking up to his bed.

"No." Iggy mumbled. Nudge squealed.

"You are to awake! Yay! How are you feeling?" She asked, dashing over next to him.

"I feel like I got shot." He replied, his eyes closed.

"You did get shot." Fang pointed out.

"I know. It feels like I've been run over by a bus, too." Iggy muttered then sighed. "When do I get to get out of this joint?" He asked, looking up at Fang. His eyes couldn't see Fang, but he liked to look at the person he was talking to.

"Maybe tomorrow if the doctors say it's okay for us to get outta here." Fang replied quickly.

"Where are Max and Jazz?"

"Don't know. They're supposed to be coming to meet us, though." Fang replied. Nudge took one of Iggy's pale hands and squeezed it.

"Don't worry, Iggy, it'll be okay. You're gonna be okay." She said, almost sounding like she was going to cry. Iggy smiled weakly and closed his eyes again.

"Yeah, I know. Thanks, Nudge." He said softly. "Guys, I'm kinda tired...I think I'm gonna go back to sleep. You can stay, sleeping self likes to know someone is taking first watch." Iggy said, cocking a bigger smile. Fang smirked and he and Nudge went to sit down in the chairs in the room.

"You bet, Iggy. Just go to sleep, bud. And heal fast." Fang said and Iggy chuckled. Fang watched as Iggy's body relaxed and he fell asleep. Nudge leaned over and rested her head on Fang's shoulder.

"He will be okay, right?" She whispered.

"Yeah, he'll be fine."

"And Max will be here soon, right?"

"Yeah, she will be." Fang didn't know if the second answer was true or not, but he figured Nudge didn't have mind reading powers, so she wouldn't know the difference. Unless, of course, Max didn't come back...

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