Max's POV

I am so, so, so, so, SO ticked off with Fang at the moment, it wasn't even funny. The local police station just called saying he had two juvenile delinquents being charged with Bank Robbery and Under Age Drinking. Oh Joy

"Mom," I called down the hall, "we need to go to the Police Station. It's Fang and Iggy."

"What?" she replied, bewildered. "Why?" She came down the hallway in a scurry, fumbling with the house keys as she exchanged them the car keys from the magical depths that was her purse. "Tell you on our way there." I sighed and led my way to my mom's new SUV.

We had to get rid of her old Sudan because the whole Flock couldn't fit in there at once; Fang and I had to fly everywhere, watching my mom's car turn into a speck.

Fang's POV

"Damn that last Margarita!" I cursed. Too bad no one had informed me alcohol goes straight through your system. I had to go bad, but I was worried they would test it for drugs or something, and with us (Ig and I) being Avian-Americans, that might not go down to well, being science experiments and all.

"Uh, sir?" Iggy said cautiously, "Do-Do you have a toilet here, sir?"

I guess he had the extra sir to gain some sympathy points.

Whew, glad I wasn't the only one. "Me too sir," I pleaded, "I, uh, I have to go too." I stared at the toe of my shoe.

"Come with me," He grumbled. He walked down the hallway, trotting as slow as a snail, whistling a show tune and twirling his baton. Finally, he stopped, turned to a door, and pushed it open slightly with his weapon of choice and nodded to it. It smelled slightly of antiseptic wipes and Alcohol.

You can do this Fang, I told myself, you can do this. Pretend, uh, pretend a naked Max is in there! Gulp. Not my best pep talk, but in my drunken state, a pep talk like that would work to get me to brutally torture Iggy with Tie-Dye.

I began to awkwardly open the door with my shoulder and saw the mess that was the Mesa Police Station facilities. Mold, dirt, grime, even flies buzzing around. The best two parts where the fact that their where NO stalls (even if Iggy was blind), and that above every toilet and urinal, there was a steady drip of fluid from the ceiling, and I was 99% sure it wasn't water.

Something began to tug up my hand cuffs, so I spun around on a dime, (literally) and stared ahead at my attacker. Turns out, it was just the police man on duty trying to unlock them so I could successfully use the bathroom without any help.

I turned back around so I could have my cuffs removed and rolled my eyes slightly.

"You forgot the blind guy." Said Iggy as he looked in my direction as I began to barge my way through the bathroom.

I sighed as I held the door open and led him to an empty urinal in the corner.