Hey, TARDIS Queen here! I love the MR books so much I thought I write a fic! Please read and review, so I know what you think, but I'll probably carry on regardless. This is just a taster of what's to come...

Max's POV

We were out flying somewhere over an Arizona desert. We were tired of being cooped up in my Mom's house, so we thought it would be a good idea to go out and stretch our wings. I made sure we were somewhere that no-one could see 6 kids and a dog flying in the sky.

The rest of the Flock were zooming about, happy to be free. Nudge and Angel were trying flying gymnastics, back flips and everything, but were now happily attacking the boys for a game of 'Air Tig'. I had been playing too, but after Nudge charged into me, knocking me outta the sky and into the freakin' ground, I decided to sit out. (Nudge may be a little girl, but get her to crash into you at 30 miles per hour, let's see how YOU like it.)

I wasn't the only sitting out, Total was too. He said his wings weren't up to it, but I just think he wanted to make sure he returned to his fiancé in one piece.

"Ha-ha! You're It, Iggy!" Gazzy said, slapping Iggy on the back as he zoomed past.

"Now you're it, Fang!" Iggy told him, hitting him on the shoulder.

It's kind of good I'm not playing. I can get pretty competitive, and with my super speed, 'Tig' is pretty easy. I checked my watch. It said 9:27 pm. I told my mom we'd be back by 9. Oopsie.

"Guys, we're late," I called up to them. They kept playing. I hope for their sakes they just hadn't heard, because if they were ignoring me...

"Guys!" I yelled again. Still no response. Okay, if they wanna be like that...

"GUYS! WE'RE LATE!!!!!" I yelled at them, as I flew up to meet them. They all stopped flying around and looked at me.

"How late?" Nudge asked me, brushing hair out of her eyes.

"35 minutes late," I told them. "We need to hurry, unless we wanna be murdered by my mom."

"Okay, I'll just get Total. If we want to hurry, someone better carry him." Angel said swooping down to pick him up.

We flew quite fast, much faster than usual. Normally we'd fly at slower, more relaxing speed, but if we didn't get home soon, something was telling me we wouldn't be relaxing for a while.

Then something hit my back, and exploded. I was soaking wet. I picked some red rubber of my back. Water balloons.

I swivelled round to face the Flock.

"GAZZY! Why'd you throw that?" I asked him. He seemed to be prime suspect. "Now I'm soaking!"

"I didn't," he said, shaking his head. Something in his voice told me it was the truth.

"Iggy?" I asked him. He could have. Maybe Gazzy gave him some balloons.

"It wasn't me, Max," Iggy told me.

"Fang? Angel? Nudge?"

They all shook they're head. I was a tad worried now. Someone had to own up soon....

Max, Angel told me, it wasn't any of the Flock. They all seem as confused as you.

Okay, feeling really worried now.

But what sort of criminal throws water balloons?

"Aggghh!" Nudge shrieked. One had just hit her too. They were coming from above. But how?

I immediately looked up.

A quick fact about Arizona – it gets dark very quickly at night. Say... after 9pm.

I couldn't see anyone. That didn't mean they weren't there.

We all looked at each other, exchanging slightly worried looks. I decided to take charge of the situation, like I normally do.

"C'mon, let's just go home. If it's Itex of the School, they wouldn't throw water balloons."

We began to fly home.

"Max?" I heard a small voice ask.

I wasn't sure if I'd actually heard it.

"Max!"

We kept on flying.

"MAX!" Angel yelled.

"What, Angel?" This better not be another 'I'd-be-a-better-leader-of-the-Flock-and-I-think-we-should...' moments.

"Look," she said pointing at a cliff type thing. Like I said, it was dark, but you could still see a silhouette of a teenage girl on it.

And you could most definitely see the silhouette of a teenage girl jumping of the edge.

So there it is! R&R – I'm sure you will! You better...