A/N: Well, to start off, I am extremely sorry to all of you who have been waiting so long for me to update the damn fic. I told myself that I didn't want to post any more fics until I'd finished them. If I could kindly direct you away from my failure of a fic (hey, I was out of practice and... ok, I'd never been in practice when I posted it), The Ride Legacy, you may see why I decided not to update.
But, back on topic, I thank all those who have been waiting for not giving up on me. (You didn't give up, right?) And here's SIX WHOLE CHAPTERS! (Even if they do all seem to be tiny with cliffies XD)
Warnings: OOC, and possibly contains a few pairings in ways you have never seen before...
Disclaimer: if JP wrote this crap, I would be calling fanfiction cannon. Suffice to say, this ISNT real MR.
I hope. If it was we'd all be in trouble.
Max P.O.V. (always is, always will be)
I noticed that Gazzy was looking a little down today. He seemed depressed.
'Hey, Gazzy, what's got you down?' I sat on the couch next to him.
He mumbled something in response.
'What?' I asked and gave him a hug. He flinched away. 'Urgh, look, Gazzy, I can't help you if I don't know what's wrong!'
He looked up at me accusingly.
'Remember that dream you had last night?' he asked. I blushed before I realized that I hadn't said anything about that dream to anyone…
'Yea…'
'The extremely graphic dream involving you and Fang in bed together?'
Well, we had been sharing a bed at that time but I was only dreaming.
'Yea…'
'The one where he starts-'
'OK, that's enough!' I said loudly. 'How the hell do you know about that dream? Even Fang doesn't know!'
He pointed at Angel. She was talking with the rest of the Flock, who were all highly disgusted yet highly intrigued at the same time. Except for Fang, who was grinning (a real WTF moment for me) and blushing like a tomato. Nudge suddenly stifled a scream.
My eyes narrowed and I got up.
'Mind-video,' Gazzy squeaked.
'ANGEL!'