AN: ILuvMyFangPlushie here.

Hey guys, you ready for some adorable Fang/Gazzy brotherly fatherly fluff?

Here it is.

This story is actually a sub story taken from my other Gazzy stories. If you have not read them, it's okay, you don't need too. This story and those stories don't influence each other in any way.

This is basically going to be a collection of oneshots about Fang telling Gazzy different bedtime stories.

I will be using third person. It's going to kind of stories within stories. It's in Fang's POV inside of a third person POV. LIke the bedtime story is in Fang's POV but the actual story is in third person. Does that make sense? If it doesn't, it's okay, you'll get it once you start to read. Hopefully.

Also, help me think up an inceptiony name? Hehe. I kinda want one.

Anyways, I have some story ideas, but I could always use more. If you guys have any story/ fairy tale ideas, please feel free to PM or review me your thoughts. No worries. I will give you credit for your ideas.

I don't want these stories to be completely traditional. Some are going to be the typical fairy tales/myths but with a twist. If you guys have any fairy tale/ myths that you want me to write about, I could find a way to tweek it myself if you didn't do it yourself, so tell me. I don't want to just retell you guys a story that you've probly heard a million times. Also keep in mind that this isn't Fang telling Angel stories, this is Gazzy. He's a boy, so there are not going to be any super girly stories. There will be some princesses and romance somewhere along the way, but there is also going to be a lot more action and humor. It's also okay to send in girly princess stories, I will try to find a way to tweek them so they aren't super girly.

Non typical stories that are made up on the spot, dreams, or ideas that you thought of but wouldn't really make a story of because you think it is too weird are okay too. No idea is too weird. Hopefully. But if it's too weird for me, then congradulations, you officially surpassed me on my weirdness. That's kinda really hard to do, expecially with the dreams I've been having.

These stories are going to be versions of my dreams, fairy tale/myths, things I've thought about, and the ideas you guys come up with.

So, sorry, I completely forgot. THANK YOU, ALL THAT GLITTERS - IS SPARKLY for helping me with this title and summary.

The bedtime story is going to be in italics.

Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Maximum Ride, Fang, or Gazzy; but I do own most of the stories told here.

Enjoy the story.

THE TWELVE SWINGING MONKEYS

Four year old Gazzy sat on his bed for the very first time.

He got in his pj's and got ready for bed.

He lays his head down against his pillow and closes his eyes.

"Everything is so soft," he whispers.

Max walks in, tucks him in, kisses his forehead, tells him goodnight, and leaves the room.

Fang walks in a couple minutes later.

"I found an old story book in the attic. Want to hear a story?" he asks.

"Okay," Gazzy replies excitedly.

Fang smiles and opens the book.

He searches through the pages.

'Most of the stories in the story book are about princesses and happily ever after. Maybe I should tweek them a little,' Fang wonders.

"Fang?" Gazzy ask.

"Okay, ready?" Fang asks.

Gazzy nods his head.

Once upon a time in a far away jungle, there was a monkey monkey king lived in a giant tree house castle with his queen and his twelve monkey sons. The monkey queen loves her monkey sons and she doesn't want them to get hurt. She had forbidden them to leave the castle.

These monkeys soon got bored. They wanted to go out and play like other little monkeys their age.

One day, the oldest monkey son, his name is George, decides that he is going to go out and swing in the trees, no matter what his mother says.

He calls his monkey brothers one by one, and tells him of his plans.

Every night, they leave the castle and they swing and they play in the branches, a mile away, with their brown leather gloves.

Everyday, the monkey queen walks into her sons' room to wake them up. Everyday, she comes to find their worn leather gloves. Like they've been swinging and grabbing onto tree branches.

This frustrates the queen.

She tries to ask them. They won't let her where she's been. She tries to follow them. She looses sight of them.

The frustated monkey queen makes an announcement to her monkey kingdom.

She tells them that she is looking for this secret place. They have three days to find this place where her little monkeys have gone. That there will be a reward. The monkey that can find her sons' location would get pocession of their own private monkey playground.

Monkeys come from far and wide searching for this secret place.

None of them find this location.

One day, an orphan with a broken tail comes along.

He meets a wise monkey man. The monkey man ask him where he's going.

He tells the man that he doesn't know. That he might as well search for the little monkeys.

The monkey man warns him to avoid any sweets that the little monkeys give him. That he should pretend to eat it then pretend to go to sleep.

He also gives the orphan monkey a cloak of invisibility to wear on his search.

He makes his way to the castle.

He does just what the wise monkey man had told him.

They slip out the window. He slips on his cloak.

His climbing and swinging aren't as good as other monkeys but he is able to keep up at a distance.

He follows them to this tree a mile away.

The monkeys pair up with their other monkey friends. The trees are different. The color and the shape of their leaves.

He follows them again the next night and the next night. Each day he takes back with him a small colored leaf.

The day after the queen calls the orphan forward. She asks him for the location of her little monkeys.

He tells the queen his story. He shows her the leaves.

The queen calls forward her sons.

They say that what the orphan monkey says is true.

The queen gives him the monkey playground, where he can play and play, for as long as he wants.

The End.

"What do you think? Like it Gaz?" Fang asks.

"Monkeys are funny," Gazzy replies hugging his stuffed pig.

"And they're ticklish, just like you," Fang says.

"I'm not..." Gazzy starts before tickling him at his sides. Gazzy cackles and laughs.

"Night, Gazzy, don't let the monkeys bite," Fang says tucking him back in and ruffling his head.

"NIght, Fang. Monkeys like me," Gazzy says.

"Of course they do," Fang says chuckling and leaving the room.

Gazzy lays down his head and falls asleep.

AN: Did you guys like that?

Hopefully you did.

Tell me what you guys think.

Could you guys tell? The monkey story was my play on the tale The Twelve Dancing Princesses.

Anyways, please review. Review, review, review.