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CHAPTER ONE

"Wake-up, kids! Time for breakfast!" "Mom'" called, and the Flock sleepily made their way from the crowded living room into the kitchen.

"Whersella?" Iggy mumbled incoherently, running his hand through his hair and yawning.

"School. Where you guys should be." Mom gave me a strict look, and I grinned sheepishly at her, my eyes drooping. "No time." I yawned, stretching my arms before grabbing a bunch pancakes and a bottle of syrup.

"Hmm. Maybe we'll make time. But as for now, Jeb stopped by last night, after you were asleep," she added due to Fang's unusual stare. "He said that maybe we should vaccinate you."

"Like a dog?" Iggy asked, scarfing down his sixth pancake.

"Excuse me?" Total blurted out, shooting Iggy a glance. All of us but Iggy laugh. He just shrugged, putting more pancakes on his plate.

"Sweet!" Gazzy exclaimed. "Can I try out a flea collar?"

"You'll need it." Nudge retorted, smiling timidly at me when I glared at her.

Mom hushed them. "Just as a precautionary. You never know what you kids might have picked up."

I glanced at Fang. He seemed perfectly fine, probably since Dr. Martinez was explaining it. He only looked at me and waited for my response.

Personally, I was a bit uncertain, but if it made Dr. Martinez happy, then why not. Just this once…

I shrugged. "Sure. After breakfast sound good? 'Cuz I see a pancake that has my name on it!"

AFTER BREAKFAST

"Is it gonna hurt?" she asked me, looking up at me with her adorable, little eyes. I smiled. Angel always asked the cutest things.

"I'm serious, Max!" she exclaimed, seeing my expression, "If it hurts…" While she was ranting, Mom stuck a needle in her arm, pumped the fluid in, and pulled it out. She barely noticed it until it popped out.

"Now, did that hurt?" Total asked her.

Angel shook her head. "Nope!" She giggled and ran off with him yipping at her heels.

Nudge, Gazzy, and Iggy went, and then it was Fang's turn. I kept hoping he had some kind of needle phobia. He looked uncomfortable along with me, but he went through with it, looking at me for an okay. I nodded. The only thing I found out was that he has pretty big muscles for such a skinny guy. Not that I mind…

I didn't even notice when Mom gave me my shot, so soon we were done, and ready to be on our way.

"You're leaving so soon? But you only spent the night!" Mother protested, quickly hugging us girls, Total, and Gazzy. Come on. The kid's only eight. A hug could do him some justice.

Fang and Iggy stood off to the side, watching. "We'll be back," I assured her hurriedly.

Mom smiled at me, and I half returned it. Then she kissed my forehead. "See you soon, Max. I'll miss you."

"Yeah, me too. Tell Ella I said hi." And with that said, we took off, one by one, with Fang carrying Total, into the cloudy sky.

Note to self: Never fly closer to the dark clouds.

Yeah. Let's just say no one's a happy camper. We finally had to stop amidst the Grand Canyon, and with the rain pouring down, so we couldn't even start a fire.At least we had taken some cans from Mom.

But that's when things went whack.

I looked down at my last pear. "Anyone want it?"

"Me! Me! Me! I'm sooooo hungry!" Gazzy shouted, jumping at me.

"No! Its mine!" Angel snarled, pushing Gazzy out of the way.

"Oooooh, Angel! Feisty!" Total called, trotting over to watch.

"Aren't you proud of me, Max? I finished EVERYTHING! Aren't you proud! I wasn't that hungry, but I ate it anyways, since your mom told us not to waste! Aren't you proud of me? I'm so proud! I did better than anyone else! I'm the best! THE BEST!" Nudge declared, beaming.

It confused me, but guess what?

Things got worse.

"Will you guys shut up?! You're so annoying! SHUT UP!" Fang yelled.

My Fang yelled.

"Shhh. I'm gonna sleep." Iggy muttered angrily.

"WHY DON'T YOU MAKE ME?! HUH?!" Fang screamed, standing up, his fists balled up at his sides.

Suddenly I felt… jealous. Fang was talking to Iggy, and not me! "Fang, wouldn't you rather yell at me?" I asked. "You know you want me." Not half as much as I want you though.

Fang spun around angrilly. "What?! NO! You shut up too! EVERYONE SHUT UP!"

"Does anyone have any food? At all?" Gazzy begged, looking up at me sadly.

"If you had any, it'd be mine!" Angel laughed manically. It almost sounded like a cackle. But it definitely wasn't Angel.

"Angel… I love you." Total said, rubbing against her leg.

This was getting crazy…

"Why? Do you think your better than me? Cause, let me tell you girl, your not. I'm the best. The best there is. And you know it, I know it, the whole FRIGGING WORLD KNOWS IT! I'm. The. Best." Nudge shouted, putting her hands on her hips and smirking angrilly.

"Eh." Iggy acknowledged Nudge with the wave of his hand, laying his head back down on his arm and closing his eyes.

"SHUT UP!! DOES NO ONE UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS?! YOU KNOW WHAT?! I'M OUT!!" Fang took off, his dark wings flapping silently in the night.

"No! Fang, baby, wait! I need you! I want you so bad!" I shouted hysterically, and then I covered my mouth.

And then… nothing. The silence was deafening. It was only broken as Iggy's snores inturrupted it. And then the turmoil started again.

I screamed in frustration. "It's your fault he left!! Now he'll never be mine!! He's Lissa's, that slut! She just likes him 'cause he's cute! But I actually know him!" I confusedly broke down in a rack of sobs.

"NO!" Angel screamed, "The blame's MINE! Everything's mine! My blanket! My dog!" She said, picking him up and causing Total to make a purring noise as he nuzzled her neck and licked her chin.

"I'm so happy! We can make this work! As long as I'M the one directing everything! Because, as you all SHOULD know, I'm the best! I'm the best! I'm the best! I'm the best! I'm the best! I'm the best! I'm the best! I'm the best! I'm the best! I'm the best! I'm the best!" Nudge chanted, doing a weird dance.

"Max! Gimme food!! PLEASE!!" the Gasman pleaded again, grabbing the bottom of my shirt as I continued to cry.

"Angel, baby!"

"THE BEST!"

"Mine!"

"Ugh..."

Something definitely wasn't right.


A/N: I know, I know. SHORT. I'll try amazingly hard to make the next chapter longer. ;)

Actually its already written. So I won't try that hard.

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