Chapter 4

An Unexpected Date and A Party

"So, do you want to sleep in my room? Because I can sleep on the couch," Fang said, taking off his hoodie and tossing it on the small kitchen table.

Iggy rolled his eyes, "No, I wanna sleep with you."

"But like, you're not even my boyfriend, so…" Fang trailed off, crossing his arms across his chest.

Iggy scoffed and rolled his eyes again. "Then let's go on a date. We can pretend like we don't know each other, and then I'll ask you to be my boyfriend, and then you'll say yes. Then you fall madly in love with me, and we get married. That way I can make you waffles every morning."

Fang blushed and hid his face into Iggy's shoulder. "But it's late."

"It's only seven o' clock, genius. And I'm taking you on a date, like it or not."

The raven boy groaned and lay there, not knowing what to do. "Do I hafta wear something nice? Because the nicest thing I have in my closet is a blue tie for my Castiel cosplay."

"Nah, we can go to McDonald's or wherever. I don't really care," Iggy shrugged.

Fang sat up and raised an eyebrow. "You're taking me on a date and don't know where we're gonna eat? Seriously?"

"Well I was gonna let you choose," Iggy said, smiling.

"Meh, a Happy Meal sounds pretty great right now," he shrugged. "Lemme go find my shoes. I'll be back," he said. Fang got off of Iggy and walked into his room in search of his Vans. He cast a quick glance over the Hot Topic bags, reluctant to open them.

He knew that Max had spent a lot of money on the shirts and other various things, but he felt really bad that she spent over three hundred dollars on band merch for him. After a moment, he decided he'd pay her back in cookies. Of course, he'd have to get Dr. Martinez to help him.

Fang walked back out and rejoined Iggy in the kitchen. "Ready to go?"

"Yep," Iggy nodded and both boys walked downstairs, getting into Iggy's car so that they could go on their "super fancy date," as Fang had put it.

After they ad ordered and received their food, they had settled for a corner booth and were currently discussing which pony was better, Rainbow Dash or Applejack.

"Iggy, seriously? Rainbow Dash can fly! Can AJ do that? No, I don't think so," Fang said and stuck a fry in his mouth.

"Okay but like, Applejack could totally kick Dash's butt. So there."

Fang groaned and felt the urge to thud his head against a wall. Obviously, Iggy didn't see that he was wrong and that Rainbow Dash was superior. "I still think Dash is better," he said with a shrug. "She's the most badass one in the show. And her hair is super cool."

"Oh my gosh, you are wrong with a capital W," Iggy said and raised an eyebrow. I mean, really dude. What is so great about Rainbow Dash? She's arrogant and rude."

"Excuse me? She is wonderful and beautiful and kind and all that good stuff! Her element of harmony is loyalty, for Pete's sake!"

"And? Honestly you are so wrong. AJ is honesty, and that means she doesn't lie, like ever!"

"Are you two seriously arguing over rainbow colored ponies?" A voice said from beside them. Both boys looked over in the direction of the voice and saw Max.

Fang smiled and she sat down next to him and promptly stole three of his fries.

"Hey! Gimme those back," Fang pouted.

Iggy laughed, "That's what you get for thinking Rainbow Dash is the best, sucka."

Max rolled her eyes and smiled. "You guys are weird. Anyway, Nudge is having a party at her place in about an hour and a half. I just came here to tell you and grab a cookie and a milkshake. See you guys later," she said and stood up to leave.

"Bye," Iggy said and waved.

Quickly turning his attention back to the argument, Fang said, "I still think Dash is the best."

"Nah, Applejack is the best."

"Whatever. Shut up and let me enjoy our date," Fang smiled and lightly kicked Iggy's shin under the table.

Iggy made unidentifiable grumbling noises and flipped Fang off with a sweet smile.

"Aww, aren't you the sweetest? Anyway, so are you going to Nudge's for the party?" Fang asked.

Iggy shrugged casually and took a sip of his drink. "I don't even know Nudge. I mean, she sounds cool if she's havin' a party."

"She is cool. She's also super nice and really good with fashion. I mean, she gets really excited about shopping and small animals, but other than that she's awesome. I like her. I might go, but I dunno."

"Well, if you're going then I wanna go too," Iggy said and picked up the toy Fang had received in his Happy Meal. "What even is this? It's a goth chick on a bike."

"It's Mavis from Hotel Transylvania. I wanna go see the second one."

"We could do that, if you wanted."

"Well not tonight. I kinda wanna go to Nudge's party," Fang said.

"Then let's do that."

"There are definitely more people here than I expected," Fang murmured, tightening his hold on Iggy's hand. "Oh well," he shrugged.

Both boys walked up the steps and into the large house, The Weeknd pouring out of the speakers a bit too loudly.

"Holy shit! It's Fang!" a girly voice screamed right in Iggy's ear. In a second, a girl with curly brown hair and a mocha skin tone was on Fang, hugging him tightly and chattering excitedly. "Ooooh, is this your boyfriend?" she asked, examining Iggy.

Fang blushed and laughed nervously, "Uhh, do I have to tell you?"

Before the girl (who was obviously Nudge) could respond, Iggy grinned and nodded. "Yes, I am. Pleased to meet you," he said.

"Hi! I'm Nudge, if you didn't know that already. Ooooh, you and Fang are so CUTE together! But I won't tell anyone if you don't want me to," she said.

"Alright motormouth," Fang teased, putting a hand on her shoulder. "I think we're good with no one knowing just yet."

She turned to reply to Fang, but Iggy tuned out and instead studied the house. It had expensive looking furniture, with white pillars on both sides of the marble fireplace. The black leather couch looked almost new, and the kitchen had beautiful stainless steel appliances. He looked back over to Fang and Nudge and realized how much taller Fang was than Nudge.

He moved back beside Fang and slapped his butt, a girlish noise escaping Fang's mouth before he turned around. "The hell was that for?" he hissed.

Iggy shrugged, a smirk on his face. "Dunno, I just felt like doing that."

"You're mean," Fang grumbled.

"You don't mean that," Iggy smiled. "Anyway, who else is here?"

"Uh, I know Max is here. This kid named Sam is here, and he's cool, and so is this one girl Brigid. Lissa and Dylan are also here, but I usually try to avoid them. I don't really know who else is here, to be honest," he said. "Oh, this one kid, Vlad, is here. He kinda looks like a vampire, but he's cool. We hang out pretty often."

"That's cool. What's so bad about Lissa and Dylan though?" Iggy asked.

"Well, I don't really have any problems with Lissa, but she's mean to Max for no reason. And Dylan is just kinda weird. He's a here-let-me-share-my-feelings-with-you-even-if-you-don't-wanna-hear-it kind of guy."

"I see."