"Uh…what?" Dylan asked as he looked me in the eyes. "We. Are. Going. To. Push. You. Off. The. Roof. Okay? Very simple!" He backed away slowly, but what he didn't realize was that was the plan. I looked behind me to make sure that I was on the right side of the roof. I was. "Max, your scarring me…" He shook his head slowly and kept backing away. I popped out my wings just to see how well I could intimidate him. Because if he was anything like us, he would probably have instincts and pop his wings out at the right moment to avoid falling. "All part of the plan!" I said walking to him and flapping my wings trying to blow him off. He stumbled but didn't completely fall off. His leg slipped off a little and he looked behind himself to see the drop-off canyon. I kept walking to him to ensure him falling off. He stood up strong though. Angel rushed out on the deck and looked up at us. I looked at her quickly and did a mouth talk that said in a very harsh way: "GO BACK!" She did understand and sent a thought into my head: Watch it, Max, he seems REALLY scarred of you… I could do only to look back at Dylan. He looked into my eyes squarely and instantly, he popped his wings out and jumped. I'd like to say I that I wasn't surprised. But I was. So I can't. I quickly ran to the edge to watch him fall to his doom. (Really, what COULD I do? I'd rather see him be crushed by gravity then to save his sorry bird-kid butt!) I looked over to his spot, but nothing was there. He wasn't falling to his death, he was flying! He curled upward and above my head, and over our house. He did it so gracefully too. He quickly landed next to me and smiled. "You are a natural…born to fly…you could be the next Red Barron." I said. He unfolded his jacket and threw it onto the ground. I don't know what that was exactly, but I didn't think I cared. We Jumped onto the deck and tried to open the door. It was locked. I looked at him weirdly and he said something that caught my eye: "Maybe we could fly in?" We jumped off and flew around the house to the front, where we got in easily. What a day. "So, how'd it go?" I looked into Dylan's eyes and I answered truthfully.
