1.) Love? -Max POV

"Hey, Max?" Angel's childlike voice came from behind me.

I turned around after taking the cookies Iggy made out of the oven and smiled at her. "Yes, sweetie?" Angel was my baby...she was one of my favorite of the flock; I hope the others didn't know.

"Fang was thinking last night..." She looked around the room nervously, her eyes set on anything besides mine.

"Angel, you know you're not supposed to read minds unless we're in a dangerous situation," I reminded her, trying not to sound angry. But Angel always reads the flock's minds to our annoyance.

"I know, Max. But, but...but..."

"But? You can tell me, honey," I put a hand on her shoulder, and she finally looked up at me with her big blue eyes.

"He loves you. A lot."

Angel had been trying to get me and Fang together ever since the beach incident. "Oh, Angel-" I started, but suddenly felt a warm breath on my neck. I whirled around, and was instantly lost in Fang's penetrating gaze.

My stomach fluttered as he wrapped his strong arms around my waist. He was leaning down towards me ever so slowly, his lips finally brushed against mine innocently. "Max?" He whispered, pulling my body closer to his. "I love you..."

2.) Thirty Oreos -Fang POV

I heard Nudge's stomach growling, and I pretended to be asleep. Unsuccessfully. "Nudge! Make your stomach shut up before you wake up the rest of the universe!" I whispered, loud enough so she could hear me.

"I'm hungry, Fang," She groaned, sitting up and holding her stomach. "I need something to eat!"

I rolled my eyes and pushed the blanket off me, swinging my legs to the side of the bed and standing up. "I'm not a chef, Nudge. I'll see what I can do," I told her, slipping out of the bedroom our flock shared and into the kitchen.

I found some of Nudge's favorite snacks - six Brown Sugar Cinnamon Pop Tarts, thirty Oreos, and a chocolate bar - and put them on a plate.

I shuffled back into the room, and handed Nudge the plate. Her eyes lit up with delight, and I smirked. "Don't tell Max. She'll kill me if she finds out I gave you all that sugar to eat."

Nudge nodded, and a voice echoed through the room. "Max knows." Yeah, Max pretty much knows everything.

Smiling, I climbed back into my bed and pulled the comforter over me. Max was glaring at me from her bed next to mine. "Thirty Oreos, Fang?" She shook her head, and I closed my eyes quickly, hiding from her dirty faces that were creeping me out.

"Let the kid eat, Max."

3.) Sugar Rush -Iggy POV

I walked back inside from a walk around the property, and called for the others. "Guys?"

No answer.

Why would they go flying without me, or at least without telling me? Did they abandon me? I shrugged the thought off, and dragged myself into the kitchen, eager for a snack.

I was shocked when something was pressed against my face. Sweet, soft, sugary. "Surprise!" Gazzy squealed, removing the cake plate from my face, and I heard him set it against the counter.

"Happy birthday, Iggy," Angel said, clinging to my leg and hugging it.

I wiped off my face with the back of my hand, feeling the cake and frosting fall to the floor, some of it sticking on my hand. I licked my lips and grinned. "Max, did you really make a cake?" I exclaimed throwing my hands in the air. "This is incredible! It's a phenomenon!"

"Iggy, don't get excited!" She answered, gliding a finger against my cheek, and I heard her lick the frosting. "Store-bought. The cake I tried to make...well, let's just say that the fire alarm went off."

4.) When He's Sixteen -Max POV

Nudge has been texting almost the entire movie. The glowing white light of her cell phone screen is distracting! I kicked the back of her seat. "Nudge, cut it out!"

She turned around and glowered at me, but then slipped her phone into her pocket. Angel turned around and grinned, sending a "Thank you" to my mind.

I nodded at her, then Gazzy tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to him, sitting in the row behind me. "At least she hasn't been lip locking the whole time!" He said, his squeaky voice taking away from his toughness.

Fang took my hand then kissed me, just to annoy Gazzy.

I pulled away and looked back at Gazzy, a scowl on his face as he stared at the movie screen. Poor Gazzy...but he'll understand when he turns sixteen.

5.) Rock Concerts -Max POV

I quickly pulled Nudge and Angel through the crowd to the back door of the auditorium. My ringing ears were driving me crazy! Rock concerts...

The girls really wanted to go to this concert, and I couldn't let them go alone. What if an Eraser showed up? I was the adult, their "parental supervision". I'm eighteen, that's my responsibility. So I forced myself into that huge room with thousands of people just for them. I hated being in crowds.

We finally stepped out side of the building and into the humid, summer night. I let go of Nudge's arm and rubbed my head, closing my eyes. "Are you okay?" Nudge asked.

"I'm fine. I have a migraine. Do you see Fang?" I asked dryly.

"Over there," Angel said, pointing to the small, black sports car waiting for us in the parking lot. We scurried through the people and finally got to his car. I pushed my seat forward, letting the girls get in the back, and I sat in the front.

"So, how was it?" Fang asked, looking at the girls through his rear-view mirror.

"Awesome!" - Nudge.

"Sick!" - Angel.

"Insane!" - Nudge.

"Amazing!" - Angel.

"Wild," I groaned, leaning against the back of my seat.

"Was it fun?" He asked, smirking at me.

I looked at him desperately. "Just take me home."

6.) I Saw Them Too! -Fang POV

Max and I jumped out of the window, unfurled our wings and took off into the night sky, flying into the darkness of the night. We loved flying at night. It's so much more fun than during the day; it's more of a mystery. Plus, people can't see us at night.

Max's wings were stretched out to their full thirteen feet, her hair was whipping around her, and a smile was plastered on her face, as it usually was when we flew together in the dark. I couldn't help but stare at her...she was so beautiful. She glanced over at me, catching me looking at her and smiled even bigger.

After at least an hour, we turned around and went home to tuck the younger kids in bed. That was kind of our job; Iggy's was to cook, ours was tucking them in. The rest of the stuff, they could handle on their own...for the most part.

We landed in the backyard, then jogged into the house, each getting a glass of water. We were getting ready to head up the stairs, when we heard their adorable voices talking.

"I saw them by the pond last night!" Angel squealed.

"Oh yeah?" Nudge countered. "I saw them making out on the porch!"

"Really? I just see them together all the time," the Gas Man said.

I grabbed Max by the hand and motioned for her to open her wings a little. She did, and I pulled her up the stairs. We tip-toed, barely touching the floor with help from our wings.

I burst through Angel's door where they were gathered (not including Iggy) and glared at them for a quick second. "And you're seeing 'them' now," I said with with my calm voice, searching each of them slowly with my eyes.

Their faces turned scarlet red as they avoided our eyes, and Max suddenly started laughing. "Oh, your faces!" She said in between giggles, then left the room shaking her head and laughing. "Tomato red! You guys are too funny," We heard the door to her room shut, and her laughing subside after a few minutes. Silly Max.