Hey hey hey! What's up you guys? I'm super fantastic right now. It's been about 2-3 weeks now, decent updating time eh? Not over a month like last time, no sirree. So, 7 reviews thank you very much, readers!

spider-man fan: lol, great idea but no. You'll see why and who JJ called earlier. She's a little bit of the bad guy in this story... but there are worse people than her.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Maximum Ride. That's JP's job, sadly.


Fang POV

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!

"Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!"

"Shut up."

"Beep! Beep! Beep! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"

"Knock it off."

"BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!"

"I'll smack you."

"GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP, FANGSTER! RIGHT N- ow! That hurts."

I jolted up in the bed and groaned. Iggy was beside me, grinning like a mad man. He was rubbing his face, oddly.

"You didn't have to hit me," he muttered.

I rolled my eyes. "It was hard not to, with you yelling in my ear and all. Plus, I warned you."

"And I didn't take the warning seriously. You just wouldn't get your fat butt up. I had to do something," he snickered, "since Mom told me to wake you up. We have to go with everyone to get Max- ya know, like a big ole welcome party."

Oh right, Max. She was coming in about an hour. I slung my legs over the side of the bed in Iggy's room and got up; he had an extra one.

"Atta boy, Fang!" Iggy smacked the back of my shoulder, and I glared at him. He withdrew his hands, twiddled with the fingers, and started to whistle.

"Tell Dr. M that I'll be down in a minute."

"Okay!"

I got myself all cleaned up and in a fresh new black attire. Trudging down the stairs and to the kitchen, I saw that everybody was up and awake- except me.

"Good morning, Fang!" A sweet voice chirped. It was Angel who said it, and everyone in the room swiveled their heads to see me.

"G'morning, Ange."

Rounds of good mornings went around, but soon we were down to business.

"Max is going to be at the airport by 11 AM. She's coming earlier than expected because she wanted to avoid the paparazzi. Now, some of us will have to stay at the house to prepare a surprise party. Is her room painted and decorated?" Dr. M said.

"Yep!" Nudge sang.

"Is her room furnished?"

"Been there, done that," Iggy waved it off.

Dr. M nodded. "Thank you for helping Iggy and I. We never would've finished in time."

"No problemo, Dr. M. We're happy to help, always," a new voice spoke. I looked up and saw Ella, Angel and Gazzy's cousin. Dr. M was beaming with happiness.

"So who wants to stay here?" They groaned because they all wanted to see Max.

"Okay, okay. We'll just get ready before she even gets here. Everyone who can cook, into the kitchen. Anyone who can't cook but can drive, take the others to the store and buy some things. I have a list for you," Dr. M said.

I couldn't cook for my life, so I stayed behind in the living room while everyone but Angel and Gazzy moved to the kitchen.

"Bro, where are you goin'?" I couldn't believe Iggy abandoned me to go cook.

He shrugged. "What? Max loves my cooking. I can't pass this up when my little sis is coming. I have to help everyone else. Just drive Angel and Gaz to the store and buy stuff."

"Yeah, sure, whatever. But you better make something good."

"Yessir. Now get going. Here's the list."

I took the small piece of paper and loaded the younger kids into my car.


Max POV

Zzt! Zzt! Zzt!

I grabbed my cell phone and saw that I had an incoming call from JJ. I pressed the ignore button and went back to playing a game on my iPod. The phone vibrated again, and I ignored it. It vibrated again- about 7 more times- before I got tired of it and answered the phone call.

"What the hell, Max? Where the hell are you?" JJ's demanding voice was what I heard first.

"I have no obligation to answer you, JJ," I stated calmly.

"Yes you do! I'm your manager."

"Well, not anymore. You're fired, Jennifer Joy." I shut my phone and closed my eyes. Finally, I was rid of her. She was so annoying and pushy.

"Flight 138 to Richmond, Virginia will be landing soon," one of the flight attendants announced. After the plane landed, I headed straight to my next plane that'll take me home to Arizona.

-A Few Hours Time Skip-

"Flight 926 to Phoenix, Arizona will be landing soon. Please buckle your seat belts and stay seated," the kind attendant at the front said. The plane touched the ground, and I soon got out. Navigating through the airport, ignoring the stares of every passerby, I finally found my way to the entrance of the airport.

"Max! Max! Max! Over here!" I heard someone shout. I turned my head and saw my brother, Mom, and family friends. I ran over to them, dropped my bags, and pulled Iggy into a hug. I missed my older brother so much, I didn't even care that people whipped out their cameras and phones to take pictures. They probably thought Iggy was my boyfriend or something. His arms gave me a sense of home that increased with every second.

"I missed you," Iggy kissed my forehead and put his chin on top of my head. There were more photos taken of what Iggy just did.

"Me too," I mumbled into his chest which rumbled when he chuckled. He pried me off of him, almost looking like he didn't want too, and pushed me into my mom's direction. She had tears forming in her eyes and her arms stretched out. I gave her a long hug while she cried tears of joy. Angel, Nudge, and Gazzy tackled me into a hug too; I laughed as I ruffled their hair. I gave their parents hugs too, and I noticed someone that I hadn't met before.

He's tall... and dark was my first thought. Who is he? was my second. Is this guy stalking us? was the third- hilarious, I know, but I'm easily paranoid.

"Oh!" Iggy realized he forgot to say something. "Max, this is my best bud Fang. Fang, this is my famous model of a sister, Max."

Fang stuck his hand out. "Nice to meet'cha."

"Wish I could say the same," I teased. "I don't do handshakes. Aren't we the same age?"

He put his hand back down awkwardly and nodded at my question.

"Then why so formal?"

He shrugged.

"Sorry, Max. You don't get a lot out of him," Nudge said. "He's not very talkative- not as much as me, anyway. So how've you been? I haven't seen you since, like, forever! I really missed you. I mean, sometimes I sat around wondering if my best friend in the entire universe forgot about me. And whenever I told someone about you at school, no one would believe me. They just laughed or scoffed and would say that you would never hang out with me of all people. And-"

I pulled Nudge into another hug, but this one was comforting and soothing. Tears had sprung up in her eyes, and I just couldn't stand to watch her about to cry. Whoever these kids were, they better watch out for messing with her.

"Shh, shh, it's okay Nudge. I've been great, but don't ever think that I'll forget about you. You've been with me since I was in footsies and you were in diapers. Don't listen to those guys. When I go to school on Monday, you better point out who they are," I said.

Nudge nodded, her head in the crook of my neck. We were in the friendly position, one where you would think that we were close enough to be sisters.

"Hate to break up the mushy gushy moment, but we've gotta go. My little sis needs some rest here!" Only Iggy would interrupt something like that... Only him.

He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and motioned to Fang to pick up my luggage. He started to walk and dragged me with him.

Iggy shoved his way through the crowd and yelled, "Out of the way people! Famous model coming through! Move it or lose it!"

"Thanks for telling the world that I'm here, Ig."

"No problem! Now let's get home!" Why was he so excited to get home? Mom, Mrs. Hale, and Mrs. Hunter got into my mom's car. Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, Fang, Iggy, and I loaded into Fang's- I assumed- black car. He stuffed my luggage into the trunk, and we left the airport.

Nudge was rambling about something when I tuned her out and looked outside.

I'm finally home.


How was it? I hope I didn't keep you waiting too long. I think I'll be updating the other stories maybe this weekend? Possibly? Not sure if I can finish the chapters on time, but I'll try to.

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