Hey everyone. This is my first fanfiction, so be nice. I do want critics though, just don't be too harsh.

DISCLAIMATION: Max, Fang, and the rest of the flock are James Patterson's creation. The story plot is mine.

Max's POV

I used to laugh at those girls who played the stupid "My boyfriend's better than your boyfriend" games.

That is, until I figured out that my boyfriend was way better than their boyfriends.

Cause get this, my boyfriend can fly.

And the best part? I can keep up.

Ok, just to clear some things up here.

Fang is not really my boyfriend. He's something, but I'm not quite sure what.

He's my best friend that I occasionally make out with.

He's my second in command, my left hand man.

He's practically emotionless, but I know he loves me.

So I guess he's my best-friend-that-I-ocasionally-make-out-with-who-is-also-my-second-in-command-my-left-hand-man-who-is-emotionless-but-lets-me-know-he-loves-me.

Which is why when people ask me to introduce him to them, he's just "Fang" Which is a whole lot easier than saying everything that he really is.

Which is, I'm still not sure even after my nice little rant there.

Fang's POV

Max is driving me freakin' nuts. After she came back to me from Europe (yes, I do enjoy thinking that she came back because of me) Max was kind of messed up.

But then again, who wouldn't be? Seriously. She just found out the guy she always wanted to be her dad, actually was. And her mom? Practically a saint. And those chocolate chip cookies! Mmmmm.

But then, because Max sure as heck knows that things can't stay perfect in family land forever, we had to leave.

Jeb (Max's apparent father) never actually explained why we had to leave. He just told us "It wasn't the best situation for him to be in"

I personally had a couple things on my mind that I wanted to say to Jeb after he practically kicked us out, but Max needed me. She was pretty messed up about the whole thing.

Max spent days alone, rerunning through every word she exchanged with Jeb. She was convinced it was her fault.

Which is why I left the three most important things to me in the world (besides Max) with a blind kid and a talking dog.

I decided that Max needed time away from the kids, and the responsibility that comes with them, her being the leader and all.

Which is how Max and I ended up at a really nice hotel that costs way more than I want to know in California.

Max was way too depressed to even resist going away, which worried me even more than her being alone and all un-rude (which equals un-max-y)

So here we are…in California…all alone.

Max's POV

Ok, just to set things straight here I decided I needed a break from being the leader, and no matter what Fnick says, I was not in a "mental state incapable of enabling me to make decisions".

I just followed Fang here.

I can tell from how Fang looks at me now that he's worried. Fang never lets down his guard around the kids, (or dark angels) as Fang likes to call them, and it's super weird being around new-Fang and all his…emotions.

Yeah, super weird.

So just to prove my point that I am in good mental health, I am going shopping today. And apparently Fnick is coming with too. This could be interesting.

Fang's POV

Yo.

Today Max is determined to show me she's fine. Yeah right. But I am going to play along like the good person I am.

So today we're going shopping.

Seriously, would you let a pretty (ok, I'm being modest, Max is gorgeous) girl walk around a California mall all alone? I don't think so.

Even if that girl happens to be able to kick Eraser butt (and my own I might add) from here to next week (I do believe I am quoting Max from sometime from Europe...)

So it's off to the mall with a very fake-happy Max and a very amused me.

This should be fun.