I twisted in my spot anxiously, somehow managing to bounce my knee at the same time. This has never happened to me before, mind you…Well, maybe I should tell you what's happening first. Let me just give you a brief over view of all the events that have came to past. I'm an avian experiment. Half human, half bird. I've got five more with me that are the same- Fang, Nudge, Iggy, Gazzy, and Angel. We've been homeless mutants for a while, running from evil scientists, erasers- half human, half slobbering, furry, disgusting dog. Hardly any of us have parents-well, okay, scratch that. We do, but we cannot find them. I had this voice in my head for a while, we've all got some source of other talents, go save the world, yada yada yada. And here we are now.

Sometimes you get tiered of telling the same story over and over.

Going back to the parents. We found mine, Mrs. Martinez, and now we're all sorta living with her. The reason as to why I'm bouncing around like some four year old just took about three kilos of sugar, is because well today I'm having a "birthday party." No, I really don't know when I was born- Mrs. Martinez doesn't really remember (don't you judge her any she's a great mom) but she decided today because today was the day that I saved her daughter, my sister, from all those stupid guys. Thing being she isn't here right now, she's at camp. But that's okay…I have my flock here, so I'm all good.

But anyways, yeah…I mean, Mrs. Martinez is just giving this party the whole hook up. Cake, sodas, chips, hot dogs, candles, decorations, little party hats…Gazzy put one on his forehead and pranced around the room, making neighing sounds. "I'm a pretty pony, I'm a pretty pony. Come with me Max, let us go away to a land of beauty and where the fields are green and alive! Come, Max, we can dance with the woodland fairies! Wont that be nice? I'm a pretty pretty pony…"

"You're stupid, Gaz, ponies don't have little cones on their heads, those are unicorns. Aawww I love unicorns, I really really do. They're so majestic and beautiful and-"

"And they don't even exist." Iggy scoffed.

"How do you know?" Nudge asked.

"Because, those are just things that exist in fairy tales. Why would a horse have a horn on its head? That's just stupid."

"Oh yeah? Well we exist. How come we have wings on our backs? Most regular people don't."
"We were made."

"Well how do you know if they made unicorns or not?"

"What use is a horse with a horn on its head to them anyways? They'd just make them then kill them. Look at us. We were no use to them. They wanted to kill us," Iggy sort of trailed off for the simple fact that the room got extremely quiet.

Fang's black eyes shifted from Iggy to Nudge, speculating. Nudge's face was crumpled, her eyes getting watery at the corners. She sniffed. We all knew why Iggy was being bitter. All of this celebration, and he cant even get to see it. Still, what he had said stung us all. "Okaaaayyyy," came Mrs. Martinez's voice from the kitchen. "Ready? Happy Birthday to you…happy birthday to you…" Everyone slowly joined in with muffled and low voices. It was easy to tell that Mrs. Martinez had heard the conversation, and it was easy to tell that she was trying to ease up the tension.

"Happy Birthday…took yoooouuu! Yay! Blow out the candles, Max!!" she clapped her hands. I knew this age old tradition, well at least, what Jeb had told us. When you blow out the candles, you make a wish. I looked at every single person in the room. My heart went out. Well of course it did, I loved them all. I closed my eyes tight and wished that things would be okay for now on.

And I blew out the candles.

We were all slouched back, hands on our bloated stomachs. Man, did this feel nice, being loaded on cake, chips, soda and hot dogs. Gazzy smiled slightly. Angel looked over at him and moved away, "Not near me…" She muttered. Then he let it rip, and let me tell you, he let it rip. I thought he was going to have to change his pants. "Ugh, Gazzy, really dude?" Iggy gagged, placing his hand over his mouth and nose. Fang shook his head and moved over to my side of the room. The "safe side". Soon Angel was here, too, along with Nudge, Iggy, and well, you already know, Fang. They were literally piled on top of me, breathing heavily for fresh, untainted air.

I was feeling suffocated.

I looked around, hoping to find some way to distract them. "Hey, guys, I think Ella has a Frisbee in her room, if yall wanna go out and play with it…It's close to night time now, so I'm sure no one would see you." Just like that they were up and gone, every single one of them, except for Fang and I. I sighed and slouched deeper into the couch, closing my eyes. It wasn't hard to tell if Fang was watching you or not. You could just feel it. Still, I didn't bother to look over. "What'd you wish for?" He asked.

"I can't say."

"Why not?"

I looked over, "Because it wont come true then, duuh."

Fang scoffed, "You actually believe that?"

I shrugged.

For awhile we sat in near silence. The flock was outside laughing and playing. Mrs. Martinez was cleaning in the kitchen, humming to herself quietly. Did I really believe in something like that? I think it's a little too late to believe in the superstitious. "Fine. If you would like to know, I wished that we could be okay, from here on out."

Fang smiled like he won or something.

"Pfft."

Then Fang went stiff just as quick. And of course, out of nature, I went equally stiff and aware. Gazzy came busting through the door, eyes wide and little wings flapping like crazy. "Max, Fang, come out here, quick!"

We both shot up.

So much for too late.

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