Hello! Greetings from Dragonheart44 and ILovePepsi22 (she doesn't have her account yet! It'll be up soon!) This is our first story, so go easy on us! Please, NO flames, but constructive critism is welcome. This doesn't have Max or the Flock in it, but they will be in it later. This is a different flock in Britian (so they have funny accents!) Enjoy!
We don't own Maximum Ride, if we did, Fang would be dead XP
A New Flock
Chapter 1 Just Another Morning in Paradise
Libby's P.O.V.
I woke up to the sound of the birds chirping and thought, What a lovely morning. Then-
"OH WHAT A BEATIFUL MOOOOORNING!"
Well, I thought it was a lovely morning.
Evie, who was curled up by me, sleeping, woke up and yelled, "JITTERS, SHUT UP!"
Then, of course, that woke J.J. up, who started to cry, which woke up Emmie, and probably woke up the twins too. I heard a loud bang which confirmed my thoughts about the twins. Seconds later, Blaide started a rampage, yelling at Jitters to not sing in the shower, which caused Jitters to sing even louder.
"OH WHAT A BEATIFUL DAAAAAAAAAAAAY."
I sighed, cracked my neck, and got up to make breakfast considering everyone was awake. "Hey, Evie," I said to Evie, who was pretending to be asleep, "Make sure you and Emmie get dressed soon, okay?"
She grunted.
I took that as a yes, and left the room. J.J. was still crying, so I opened the closet door, where we kept his crib, and saw him wobbbling against the bars holding his arms up to me. Most people would find it horriable that we kept a 1 and a half year old in the closet, but no one else wanted to bunk with him. And living with seven other people, with three bedrooms, things get kind of hectic. It's probably best that J.J. had a 'room' to himself anyway.
Probably...
I picked him up and almost gagged, "J.J., ewww!" I said holding him out from me. He giggled (evily). "BLAIDE, J.J. MADE A STINKY AND IT'S YOUR TURN TO CHANGE HIM!" I yelled.
"WOMAN, CAN'T YOU DO IT? i'M KIND OF BUSY!"
"WITH WHAT?"
"MAN STUFF!"
I scoffed. Ever since Blaide turned 17, he keeps thinking he's the man of the house. Which he clearly isn't.
"BLAIDE."
"FINE!"
We yell alot in this household.
Blaide stomped in, pulling on some jeans, and took J.J. from me. "Daaaang, J.J.," He said, takin' a wiff of him, "you stanky!" J.J. giggled. I rolled my eyes.
I walked to the kitchen and began to make eggs. You would think being bird people, eating eggs would horrify us, but it doesn't. Bird people?-you ask? Oh, I may have forgottn to mention one little bitty fact: We're mutants. We (Blaide, Evie, Emmie, Jitters, Ting, Tang, J.J., and myself) were experimented on so we have wings. No, we don't have beaks, and we don't lay eggs (I think) we just have wings. We had a friend, Deb, who helped us escape the School, the place we were experimented on, when were younger. She got us out, gave us some cash, and left us.
Yeah, wonderful mother-type figure, right?
(THERE IS SOME CONFUSING EXPLANING HERE, YOU CAN SKIP IT IF YOU WANT, IT'S NOT THAT IMPORTANT, I'LL TELL YOU WHEN IT'S OK TO READ AGAIN!)
Anyway, Blaide was only 7 when that happened, and I was 5. We had to take care of a 1 year old Evie back then, so we were caught easily.
Couple years later, Deb helped us escape again. This time, Blaide was 9, I was 7, Evie was 4, and we took Jitters (he wasn't even born during the last escape) with us that time, who was 3.
We got caught. Again. Three and four year olds are hard to take care off...
One year later we made our 3rd escape! With Ting and Tang. Blaide was 10, I was 8, Evie was 5, Jitters was 4, and Ting and Tang were both 2.
Long story short: We got caught.
Then, we made our 4th escape! Blaide was 15, I was 13, Evie was 10, Jitters was 9, Ting and Tang were 7, and we took lil' ol' Emmie with us, who was 3.
Then, last year, we made our most recent escape. With J.J. of course. It was really hard to take care of J.J. at first-he was just half a year old!-and I almost gave up a few times, but it got better. That was our most sucessful escape yet! We've been gone for almost a year, and we hardly ever see Erasers (giant werewolves that work for the school) looking for us. I think the School gave up on us, but you just never know.
(IF YOU SKIPPED THAT PART, IT'S OK TO READ NOW)
The thing that makes us so special is we just have wings and some sort of super power... but other than that we're perfectly fine!
I finsihed making breakfast. Aproximatley 12 seconds after I set the eggs down, Ting and Tang come barging in. "FOOOOOD!" They chanted, smashing their forks on the table. Then the girls came out, fully dressed, and sat down across from them. I went over and knocked on the bathroom door, "Jitters, food is ready!"
"Ok, I'll be out in a minute, I just need to floss!"
I knew he was doing something he wasn't supposed to be because, well, Jitters doesn't floss. But I dismissed it because he couldn't be doing something that bad. "Ok, hurry up!"
I sat down at the table as Blaide came in with J.J., who was mercily playing with Blaide's brown hair. Blaide gently smacked his hands away and sat him down in the high chair before he sat down next to me. I gave him some eggs and he grunted 'thanks'.
Jitters came out from a steamy bathroom and sat down across from us. We ate in silence.
Blaide got up and got ready for one of his many part-time jobs. I got up to dress J.J. for the day. "Ting, Tang," I said to the twins, who were still in their pajamas, "get dressed after breakfast. No trouble today. Hear me? None."
They grinned and Ting said, "Okay, Libby, no trouble whatsoever!" I stared at them for a minute, then picked up J.J. and walked toward the bathroom. I got J.J. in some baby jeans, and a green T-Shirt that said Crying is my natural pastime, (which was somewhat true) and combined his red hair. When he was done, I put him on the ground by the bathroom and he crawled off giggling toward Blaide's room.
I put on some jeans and a yellow tank top and put my blonde hair in a ponytail.
When I walked out Emmie was there waiting for me with a hairbrush. She said, "Libby," in the adorable 6 year old voice she has, "will you brush my hair?'
I nodded and sat down on the couch and started to brush her soft brown hair. Out of the girls, Emmie has the shortest hair, it is just below her shoulders. It still has that baby-softness to it, and it always smells nice. Evie's hair is slightly longer, and hers is more chocolate brown, which matches well with her baby blue eyes. My hair is the longest, it's a golden yellow, which goes okay with my brown eyes. Emmie looked at me with her big green eyes and asked, "How come your hair is blonde but everyone else has brown hair?'
"Well," I told her, "we all have different genes. None of us are really related, though we all love you just the same, and we have different genes. I happened to have blonde hair in my genes, and everyone else has brownish hair in their genes."
She gazed at her pants in wonder, "So JEANS decide this?"
I chuckled, "No, sweetie, jeans and genes are different things." I explained to her what genes are.
"Ohh..." She said, her face thoughtful as I finished brushing her hair.
I heard Evie yelling at Ting and Tang about stealing her chocolate and decided to go check it out.
"YOU STOLE MY CHOCOLATE!"
"No we didn't!" said Tang.
"You can't prove it!" said Ting.
"Yes I can it's all over your face!" shouted Evie.
"Enough, enough!" I shouted.
All fighting stopped.
"Evie," I told the 12 year old, "you have to stop being so emotional over your chocolate." She huffed. "Ting, Tang," I glared at them, "Solitary confidement, NOW!"
They groaned, but went to their rooms.
"You okay, Evie?" I asked.
She took a deep breath, " 'guess so..."
"Good, now go do the dishes." She went off.
I walked to Ting, Tang, and Jitters's room, and saw that the twins were already in their corners. "Ting, Tang," I said. They turned arond slowly, "I've told you once, and I'll tell you again, DON'T STEAL EVIE'S CHOCOLATE! You know how she gets about her chocolate!'
They nodded grimly, thinking about all of the... 'incidents' when Evie got her chocolate taken away. ('Incidents' being a couple of house fires and speeding tickets) "Now, are you going to do it again?"
They nodded, "Probably..."
"Will it be any time soon?"
They shook their heads furiously.
"Good, you have 30 minutes in the corner."
They nodded.
I left the room and went out into the living room. Blaide walked out of his room and put J.J. in his playpen saying, "Stay!" J.J. giggled. That boy giggles to much.
"I'm going to work!" Blaide called through the house, "TING, TANG, IF YOU GIVE LIBBY ANY TROUBLE, YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO SIT FOR A WEEK!" He yelled toward their room, "Jitters, that goes for you too, okay?" Jitters nodded. Blaide ruffled J.J.'s hair, as Emmie and Evie tackled him in a hugs, "Bye girls," He said, I could tell he was trying not to roll his eyes. He nodded at Jitters and me, then left.
"Jitters?" I asked, "What were you doing in the bathroom this morning?"
He said, "Pssssssh! Whaa? Wha'chu talkin' about?"
"Jitters."
Then, I heard a loud bang coming from the bathroom.
"Jitters."
He grimaced.
"Jitters!"
Smoke came from the bathroom.
"Jitters!"
Jitters started backing away from me.
"Jitterbug Bell! What did you do?"
"Uhhh..."
I heard another loud bang come from the bathroom. This one was louder, and I heard glass break.
"Jitters!"
Ok, that's it! Thank you so much if you read this! It's our first story, (EVER!) so we appreciate this! R&R and we'll give you virtual cookie! Please don't mind the spelling mistakes...