6I read one of these and HAD to try! It is a challenge from'Alice's Writing Contest'. I have no idea who that is. The terms are-
Everyone has to have one speaking line, must be in a point of view (don't care whose...).
Topic: January. In general.
100- 1200 words.
No M. At all.
Don't get super mushy. Ew.
Must partially take place in an elevator.
No OCs, no major OOC.
MUST include:
"When I grow my third leg, we can. But until then, no. Never."
"Max, what's that mean?"
"Bet I can beat Iggy at charades."
"Only if I get the socks."
"Ooh. Icy. Frigid. Hard core. I like it."
And the words purple, frumpy, snarky, and fabulous.
OH if you iz connfuzzled then it takes place before Angel Experiment.
Iggy POV
VICTORY! I finally fixed the elevator at our house. It goes to the basement. No upper story. And I made it a fabulous purple. It's a deep royal purple. I stared at it's sparkleys, for I got these magic socks that give me the ability to see purple.
"Ooh. Icy. Frigid."Gasman said as he walked in with a perriwinkle ice pop. Then he looked at my sparkley elevater and said. "Hard core. I like it." Then I realized something.
"Gassy, why are you eating a ice pop in the middle of January?"
"I find most other foods frumpy." He has no logic, therefore I cannot argue with it.
"Wanna try out my new elevator?!" I asked. I only ever destroy stuff, but I can't complain, it's fun. I just want the others to know that I can make something, without an explosion.
"YES! I'll round up the rest of the flock."
5 minutes later, we were all in the elevator. "And now Ladies, Gentlemen, and Fang," they laughed, except Fang, whom glared, "I present, my elevator's maiden voyage!" I pressed the down button and, we went down what felt like three inches, and stopped.
"Whats wrong?" asked Nudge.
Um. "Were busted."
"Max, what does that mean?" Angel asked.
"It means, Iggy got us stuck." Fang grumbled. Snarky little douche.
"Sooo," I started to break the silence, "wanna play charades?" Max just shook her head, Fang started laughing, Angel and Nudge were playing a hand game, you know one of those weird ones where they sing, jump, chant and clap in under a minute and Gazzy just said "I bet I can beat Iggy at charades!"
I took that bet.
And to Max's dismay.
KICKED HIS AVIAN ASS!
"So, what now?" asked Fang. All the little kids were asleep and, it was just Max, Fang and me.
"I say we play strip poker!" I said.
"When I grow my third leg, we can. Until then, no. Never." She glared at me.
"Pleeeeeeaaaaaase?" I begged and did the puppy eyes. I rock at those.
"I AM NOT LETTING YOU EYE RAPE ME! OR FANG, NOT SURE HOW YOU ROLL!" she screeched. Ow.
She woke the little ones up. "Max,what does that mean?" Angel asks. I swear it's the only phrase in her vocabulary. She stuck her tongue out at me. I stuck out mine back, giving Max time to answer. She was stomping on the floor. Then said "Look! We reached the basement! Great elevator Iggy! Now let's go to bed?"
"But you didn't answer my question!" Angel insisted.
I turned and whispered to her "I will tell you through my mind. Only if I get the socks, though."
Sure, she sent into my head. Then I told her the facts of life. The next day Max nearly killed me for 'spiolling her innocence', but I didn't care. I had new purple socks.
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