AN: Hey again guys! So, thanks for the reviews and for reading! I love you all! Anyways, here is the second chapter! I hope you enjoy it! :*. ~Mollu

CHAPTER 2
Fang's POV
I had to admit, I was excited for this stupid little holiday. Max was looking forward to it, and I couldn't help but inwardly smile at the thought of some alone time with Max, if you know what I mean. Ughh, Im as bad as Iggy! I thought, chuckling. I was also looking forward to the scenery and change of pace. Here at home, it was full out winter, and snow 2 feet deep surrounded the property. Some sun and warmth would be nice, thanks. I got dressed and absently ran my fingers through my hair, thinking about my dream.
Max's face lit up when she saw the beach house. We hopped out of the taxi, paying the driver, and took our luggage inside. It was beautiful, open windows allowing a breeze to blow through the house. For the morning, Max and Fang unpacked and got dressed to go down to the beach. I was done first, and strode out to the surf waiting for Max. I sat down on my towel and surveyed my surroundings. It was impressive, the turquoise sea lapping at the sand. Max came out of the house, wearing a sundress over top of her bathing suit and looking worried. I couldn't help but think about how much I wanted to see her in a bikini. She was beautiful. She strode over, her blond hair streaming out behind her. "What's wrong?" I gasked, noticing her expression. She sat down with a huff beside me. "Angel, Nudge and Ella changed my clothes. Now all I have are these stupid girls clothes!" I thought she looked great, but if I told her that I would probably get beheaded. Now that I though of it, Max would have never worn that dress without putting up a fight. Max looked at me. I could feel my cheeks going a bit red. She then opened her mouth to say something. "Fang, I need to tell you something important. I- I..."

Dammit, I thought. I had almost heard what she was about to say, but I had to wake up. I could still feel the heat in my cheeks, and when I looked in the mirror, I saw that my black-brown eyes were filled with Curiosity and disappointment. I walked to the bathroom and splashed some cold water on my face. Get yourself together, man! If Iggy was here, I would never hear the last of it. I went to go wake up Max. When I opened the door, Max's back was to me. It took me a second to realixe she was just pulling a shirt over her head, and her back was exposed. "Sorry!" I stammered, closing the door. This was too weird. Max busted through the door, her face cherry red.
"What the hell were you doing, perv?!" she asked.
"I didn't know you were changing! Sorry! I won't do it again!" I stammered. Even though we had been dating for a while, we hadn't done 'it'. She punched me in the arm.
"You better not." Then, we silently agreed to pretend this never happened. She took my hand and we walked down to the kitchen. Everyone was there, including a sick looking Dr. Martinez. Uh oh, I thought. This can't be good.

Max's POV
I looked around at the kids at the table. Mom looked sick, and I couldn't help but notice Gazzy hiding a smirk. I had a bad feeling about this.
"Hi Max, Fang" The Gasman started.
"Hello" I replied, flopping down on an empty chair. Fang sat beside me.
"We have some news! Angel said in her angelic voice. What a fitting name, I suppose.
"Well, spit it out!" I said, growing impatient.
"That's what she said" Iggy muttered under his breath.
"Well," Gazzy began with an evil glint in his eye. "Dr. Martinez has a fever, so, together we decided it was best if she didn't watch us for the next while. We don't want to catch it, and we don't want her to get to worn out." Okaayy…
"So, we are going to come with you to the beach house!" He practically squealed. "Surprise!"
My jaw dropped open, but I quickly shut it. I glanced at mom, and she nodded her head. Great. Now we would have to look after 5 kids! So much for romantic and relaxing! "Seriously?" I spat out. 'Shit,' I thought. I didn't want the kids thinking I didn't love them or something like that. I pasted a smile on my face. "That's great" I said, hoping I sounded happier than I felt. 7 eyes turned on me. Mom looked happy, Ella and Nudge practically jumped up and down, Iggy looked mischievous and the Gasman looked almost disappointed. I resisted the urge to stick my tongue out at him and turned to face the table. "So mom, when is our flight again?" I asked, sounding bubbly and fake. Mom glanced at the clock, then her eyes widened. "You guys have to go in half a hour! Hurry and pack, guys!" The kids ran up the stairs and it was just my mom, Fang and I in the room. "Can we speak privately, Fang?" I asked. My mom glanced away. "I'm just going to go um, rest now" she said, awkwardly leaving the kitchen. Fang took my hand. "Sorry that they have to come" he said earnestly. "I was looking forward to some alone time". "Your telling me" I replied, trying to swallow my diss appointment. We ate some breakfast and I couldn't help noticing that he looked oddly sad. I smirked but said nothing. What a amazing leader I am!

So, another short chapter! Sorry, but I want to end with little cliffies! Thanks readers, love you! :* ~Mollu