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Today was the day of the "Flock Reunion". It had been many years since they saved the world. Now, they were getting together again to catch-up. A lot has changed since the books. Max and Fang have two kids Ivy (15) and Nick (12). Iggy and Ella have two twin daughters Izzy (14) and Carlie (14). Nudge and Gazzy had a son Mark (9) and Dylan and Angel are having a child any week now.

Ivy POV

Today was the Flock Reunion! I was so excited. I'd been looking forward to it for months. I couldn't wait to see everyone. They're my family.

My parents, my brother, and I flew to Grandma's house. I love flying. I love the feeling of the wind rushing through hair and feathers. Yeah, I have wings to awesome right? I look like my dad Fang expect with my mom's eyes. My wings and pitch black tipped with carmel and white. My brother Nick has light brown hair like Mom, but has dad's black eyes. His wings are dark brown tipped with black.

Eventually, Dad and I got there. Mom and Nick both were scary fast. He got all the cool powers, Mom's speed and Dad's invisiblility. It was so unfair. I just got the annoying Voice in my head so friggin annoying.

We were the first ones there. I went straight to the chocolate chips cookies. yum! After about fifteen minutes Iggy, Ella, Izzy, and Carlie drove up. Izzy and Carlie look exactly alike expect for their wings. They are both freakishly tall (even by bird kid standards), had dark brown hair, and blue gray eyes. But, Izzy's wings are gray and Carlie's are a light brown. Their personalites are way different too Carlie girly and sweet, and Izzy is sacrastic and pyro. Five minutes late Nudge, Gazzy, and Mark arrived. Mark looks like Nudge and has her powers (thank gawd). Dylan and Angel showed really late because Angel couldn't exactly fly right now.

We were all having fun at the the reunion when suddenly our partying was interupted. By Erasers. Crap.

We got Angel, Ella, and Grndma into the house the rest of us stayed to fight. We were easily outnumber. Mom took charge and belted out oreders like a drill surgent. But, before we even had a chance to fight. There was a cloud of smoke and everything faded to black.


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