Sup Chicadee, or (on the off chance) dude:) This is MsCookieEater (CookieEater for short), and TheUltimateBookNerd (BookNerd)! This book is MsCookieEater's first fanfic so please no flames. Yes, MsCookieEater, and TheUltimateBookNerd will be talking in the third-person... Even if it is annoying... KEEP READING, if you dare. Muahhhaha!

Max POV

So this is the story of my reality when BOSSY James Patterson is NOT being his usual BOSSY self making us do this and that all the time. Just because we're book characters doesn't mean we don't have feelings! I mean I would like to take control of my life once in a while! So this gives moi the chance to do it. Oh, wait... There's still writers.

"Stupid BookNerd and CookieEater." I muttered under my breath.

"Wait Max, are we in ANOTHER Maximum Ride book. I mean really? Why does it ALWAYS have to be about you? It's about MY life too, you know. Why Isn't there a Nudge series? Why Isn't anyone interested in MY life?" Nudge whines, "Geesh, I'm just as important as you. And if I wasn't I wouldn't be here. Maybe I'll just get up and leave!... Oh man, that's the writers decision!"

"Oh fine I see how it is! You wanna have your POV in this? Whatever I don't care in the least!"

Nudge POV

Well, let's at least see what will happen. Let's start off from the begining!

I'm Nudge, (last name unknown to readers, because I don't want stalkers if you know what I mean!) I'm a motermouth. Wanna know what the definition of motermouth is? Well, it means you ramble on, and on. Like sometimes the rest of the flock listen to NUDGE CHANNEL, all Nudge, all the time! I talk, and talk, like this, well, not exactly because this is not long. But, if I continued for a really long time, then it would be. Well you get the picture!

"NUDGE WILL YOU SHUT UP! I'M TIRED OF LISTENING TO YOUR BLABBER IN YOUR THOUGHTS!" Angel inturrupts.

The rest of the flock nod there head's in agreement.

"Fine, well, meet the rest of the flock. There's Max, the used-to-be head of our crew. Iggy, the blind braniac. Angel the not-so-sweet-

"Hey!" Shouts Angel.

Where was I? Oh yes, not-so-sweet-but-sometimes-innocent-six-year-old. Fang, the no-noncense-big-brother-I-sorta-have-but-wish-I-did. You know, the strong and silent type? Anyways, Gazzy, the idiotic-farting-machine, you gotta love him. So yeah thats our gang!

Flaarp!

"Uh oh!" I said holding my her nose. "Loud and deadly."

"Muahahaha!" Gazzy says evilly.

"Oh totally!" Fang says uncharacteristicically. "That is a total STINK BOMB! I mean like OMG!" He says all girly. *Breaks into song* "Gazzy farts like this, ohh! He's not afraid to show it! You got the stink like Gazzy, you got the stink like Gazzy! YEAH!"

The flock and I stared at Fang in disbelief.

"What?" Fang says sounding like himself again.

-5 minutes of silence passes. Everyone still staring at Fang.-

"I always knew Fang was a good singer!" Max says breaking the silence.