Hey guys I've been having this idea for a while now and so I'm finally doing it! That's right! I'm finally doin Maximum Ride from Fangs point of view! (confetti and fireworks explode!) Lol so I know its not very original, but this is what I think was going through Fangs head during the adventures of the flock. I do not own Maximum Ride (cries), well I hope y'all like it! Please read and review!

"HUUUH!!!!"

Fang looked over at the wall that he shared with Max when he heard the gasp.

Hm ,he thought, she probably had the escape dream again.

He turned his head back its previous position of staring at the ceiling.

I heard Max shuffle into the kitchen, probably to dig through the fridge to find some breakfast.

I got up out of bed myself and threw some clothes on before walking down the hall towards the kitchen where some of the flock already were.

"What's for breakfast?" I heard Gazzy say. "Um, it's a surprise," Max said back. I smirked, she probably had no idea what we were going to do for breakfast today. "I'll pour juice," Gazzy said with a smile. He was a sweet kid. Him and Angel, his little sister, both. Iggy then slouched into the room and fell onto the couch with pinpoint accuracy.

How on earth does he do that? I wonder. Max, trying to be cheerful, says, "Hey, Ig, rise and shine." Iggy being Iggy of course replies, "Bite me." "Fine," Max says, "Miss breakfast."

I walked out of the hallway and into the kitchen.

Max was digging through the fridge when she suddenly spun around and glared at me. "Will you quit that?" "Quit what?" I ask calmly, "Breathing?" She rolled her eyes, "You know what." I did?

Grunting, Iggy righted himself and made his way over to the breakfast island. "I'll make eggs." He announced. Max just rolled her eyes again and stepped back. I always wondered if it bothered her that a blind guy six months younger than her could cook better than her. Well, better than any of us really. Then again Max has never really been much of a fembot.

"Fang?" Max said. I looked at her. "You set the table." She then walked away, and I mock saluted to her back, Gazzy snickering. She probably went to go wake up Angel and Nudge. Shame. Once Nudge was awake there wouldn't be any more of the quiet that I had been savoring. Oh well, I busied myself with setting the table like Drill Sergant Max had ordered me to.

"Hey man," Iggy called over to me, "Should I do scrambled or fried?" he said with a hint of smugness.

I rolled my eyes. It was just like Iggy to use a harmless question to brag about him being a better cook than the rest of us even though he couldn't see and we all had raptor vision. Even the Great Max couldn't make much more than toast.

"Scrambled," I said, "way better." Iggy smirked and started cooking the eggs in a giant pan the size of about half a trashcan. He would probably have to cook three or four batches of the stuff so we could all eat as much as we wanted.

I finished setting the table and crashed onto the couch.

"Get your butt to the table." Max snapped at me a couple minutes later, entering the kitchen carrying Angel with Nudge shuffling behind, still dead to the world.

I rolled my eyes and stood up, walking over to the table to eat the mountain of eggs that Iggy had placed on the table.

Okay y'all, how'd y'all like it?! Remember this is just what I think was going through Fangs head at the time so don't yell at me if you think its wrong. Sorry it was so short but it needed to end at a certain spot so it just happened to be short. Please click that pretty little green button over there and review cuz reviews means happy author and happy author means faster updates. I warn you however, I put out all flames with a fire extinguisher. I hope y'all like it! Ja!

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