A/n; Me again. I know, sigh. This is gonna be like an intro, the other chapters will most likely be written in a different style. Enjoy! (Wow that's my shortest author's note yet!) Oh, and I don't own Maximum Ride, sigh. I know, everyone's shocked right. Anyways, enjoy the story;

"No. I refuse. I am not going to friggin therapy sessions." I told my mom in my no nonsense tone that makes even Fang gulp.

"Max yes you are. Now get in that car with the rest of the flock and stop being such a baby," she responded in the same voice, if not colder. Right, I forgot who I got that from. I held back a groan, and glared at nothing in particular as I claimed shotgun. My mom was taking us to freakin therapy sessions, with a 'trusted' friend. Well, mom, your friends up at Antarctica was trusted weren't they? And one of them was a robot for cryin out loud!

"Now, I know this is different, but the school has mentally scarred you, and I just want to help you. I'm sure it has a bigger effect on you that you know. And now that Itex is destroyed, you all need to focus on yourselves for a while," she said, and the rest of the flock grumbled in the back. I just glared out the window. Therapy! Therapy my ass, this was not going to help us get over the school! God, why didn't mom get that!

"And besides, your father approves Maximum," she continued. I scoffed at her, and then returned to glaring out the window. We came up to a red light, and I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked at mom, and I saw all the worry and concern in her eyes. They were worse than bambi eyes. "I just want to help Max," she said softly. I grumbled and looked away. Ugh, I'm such a sap.

"Fine we'll go to the stupid therapy." I mumbled almost incoherently under my breath. I could feel Fang's gaze boring into the back of my head. "Don't you start," I told him. I heard him smirk (don't ask how, I just did alright.)

We all got out of the car and walked into the lobby of the therapy center.

"Valencia! It's good to see you again!" a man said, walking up to my mom, and shaking her hand.

"Good to see you to John. Alright, Max, this is Dr. John. Now, today I signed you up for a group session, but after this all of you will have a private session," Mom said.

"Oh please, just call me John," John said grinning at us. I think it was supposed to be reassuring. It reminded me of an Eraser. Not a good first impression.

"Alright, so have fun kids," mom said. As if. She turned around, and began to walk towards the door.

"What? You don't have to suff- I mean stay here with us!" I said. That was not fair!

"Of course not," she said laughing. "I'm not the one with the issues now am I? Oh, don't forget the sheet John," she said, walking out of the building. What sheet?

"Alright, everyone, I am going to get the sheet. If you would all just go to room 304, I will be there in a few minutes," John said walking off.

"Alright," I said gathering the flock together. "No bombs, no mind control, no giving your doctors several paragraphs in response to a simple question, and you have to answer every question. Comprende?" I said, staring at each one as I said the things that applied to them. They all nodded, except Fang who shrugged.

"And no cookies," he muttered, and I glared at him.

"Let's just go to the stupid room, the eras- I mean John is probably waiting for us," I said, leading us to the elevator. Let's just get this over with.

John's POV

I grabbed the sheet Valencia had faxed to me, and walked to the room where I would be meeting the flock. I was there before them, and I sat down on the chair, and looked over the sheet.

Dear John,

Here is a list of the flock, and some things you're doctors might like to be warned about before hand.

Maximum Ride;

Very sarcastic, fond of cookies, protective of flock, known to act without thinking

Fang;

Rarely speaks, but when he does, very sarcastic, known to seem distant, strongely dislikes being called emo, can become invisible at will

Iggy;

Blind, fond of bombs, can see colors, can cook better than anyone in the flock

Nudge;

Magnetic, talks a mile per second, can sense things from items (hard to explain, once you meet her you will understand)

Gasman (a.k.a Gazzy);

Has a troubled digestive system, can imitate anyone's voice perfectly, also obsessed with bombs

Angel;

Can read and control minds at will, breathe underwater, talk to fish, very sweet

Well, tell your doctors good luck from me. Never forget their wings, and the fact that they grew up in cages. All of them are very paranoid and claustrophobic.

Sincerely,

Valencia Martinez

Well, I will be sure to tell my doctors that, I thought in a daze. The flock walked in, and I took a deep breath realizing they would be quite different from our usual patients.

Max's POV

We walked into the room, and sat down on the sofa across from John. I gently guided Iggy to the sofa, and he found it without any trouble. We all stared at him expectantly.

"Well, hello everyone, I'm John, and I think we should all tell each other a little about ourselves before we begin. So, I'll go first. My name is John Faust, and I have been working at the therapy center for the past 17 years. Now then, let's start with you Max," he said, pointing at me since I was sitting at the edge of the sofa.

"Well, my name is Maximum Ride, and I'm pissed at my mom for forcing us to go to these crap sessions." John looked taken aback at my bluntness. Oh, did my sarcasm hurt your feelings? Get over it (as you can see, when I'm pissed I'm not my usual kind and caring self.)

"Oh, well, um, how about you," John said pointing at Fang.

"Fang."

"Why don't you tell us something about yourself Fang," John replied encouragingly. I rolled my eyes.

"Like food."

"Why don't you tell us something more personal Fang," John repeated.

"Like sleeping."

"So you enjoy life?" John asked. Fang shrugged. John shook his head in defeat and moved on. I smirked, obviously John hadn't gotten the memo that Fang is that the kinda guy that like to share his feelings with the world. It's just one of the things I love about him.

"Of course you love him," Angel said to me giggling. Angel stop reading my mind! I screamed mentally. She giggled again. John cleared his throat.

"And you are?" he asked looking at Iggy.

"Iggy."

"And something personal about you, Iggy," John said, stressing his voice on personal. This time Fang smirked.

"I like building bombs." Iggy said nonchalantly.

"But your blind!" John said quickly before gaining his composure.

"Really? So that's why it's been dark for the past 10 years! I just thought Max forgot to pay the electric bill. And all this time I was blind! Wow, imagine that," Iggy said sarcastically. John blushed and moved on.

"And who are you?" he said pointing to Gazzy.

"That's Gazzy, the sweetest, smartest, cutest little boy in the whole wide world. I love him very much, almost as much as I love Max, even though I would never admit that to anyone! Did you know my favorite color is pink? I know I don't wear it a lot though, because I know Max doesn't like it much and—" Gazzy was cut off by a pillow being thrown in his face. Nudge, Angel, Iggy and I were dying of laughter, seeing as Gazzy had just said all of that in Fang's voice. Fang gave him one of his famous death glares, and Gazzy cowered slightly, before grinning and opening his mouth again.

"Don't think about it," Fang said, increasing glare. This time Gazzy shut his mouth for good. John looked slightly dazed.

"Alright, then who are you," he said pointing to Nudge.

"I'm Nudge, and unlike Fang I love pink because it's all girly and I know that since normally we're on the run so I can't have girly stuff but normally I ask Max and sometimes she lets me get something girly and Max isn't girly, she's too much like Fang, and did you know that they love each other even though I don't have proof but it's really obvious, and yeah but I like Nudge but I like Krystal better and so one time I was called Krystal by Anne but she's this evil son of a bit-"

"Nudge!"

"Anyways, she's really evil and then at school not the school just normal school, normal school was fun but I don't think Max or Fang liked it much because Max liked this guy Sam and Max and Sam kissed and Fang got mad, and then Fang liked this girl Lissa, and Fang and Lissa kissed and Max didn't like it and mmhm mhmmh mmmh," Nudge said before Angel finally put her hand over her mouth after a request from your truly. Your welcome.

"Alright Nudge. Anyways, you are," John said warily looking at Angel. Good, the guy finally realized this was going to be harder than he thought.

"Hi, I'm Angel! Yeah, I know, we are going to be different from your other patients. But something about me is that I can read minds. Like both Max and Fang are mad at Nudge for her comments about their relationships. Because they both love each other, even if they won't admit it, and it's actually really funny! Well, it's true! Anyways hmm, Gazzy is trying to figure out how many different types of bombs he can make out of the stuff in this room, and Iggy is getting the layout of the room based off when one of us makes a noise, how far it like travels or something, and Nudge is thinking about something totally random and off topic."

"Hey! Barney being really scary is not off topic! I mean, look, you're wearing purple and that spot on the ceiling is kinda shaped like a dinosaur if you tilt your head and then it's like barney is a purple dinosaur but he's weird and he sings and is way to happy and so he's kinda scary and alright gosh Angel I'll shut up! Sheesh," Nudge said. All I can assume is Angel spoke to her mentally to get a word in edgewise.

"Alright, well, umm, I glad we all know each other now," John said unsure. "I'm glad we were able to get so far today, umm, you can go." We all got up and left the room as quickly as possible. Only another month. Joy.

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