(max's pov)

The flock had managed to eat a lot more then what Grace Forster had expected. When she noticed the man, Wyatt, looked at them oddly after third helpings, the flock stopped and grinned sheepishly. "We love to eat," Max admitted and Grace chuckled softly. Max couldn't help but looked at her and think about how she was the perfect grandmother.

"That's absolutely fine, dear. I absolutely love to cook," Grace reassured with a smile. Max looked at Fang in the corner of her eye and noticed how tense he looked. She bumped him with her knee and he paused mid-bite to look at her with a glare. Max rolled her eyes and looked at Iggy.

"Blind and horses just don't go together," he grumbled softly. Suddenly the red head, Brynna, looked pissed.

"Some horses happen to be blind. I have a blind mare and one of our neighbor's has one as well," Brynna lectured. Max looked at her in confusion.

"I'm sorry?" Iggy asked, confused at why he could detect anger in her voice.

"You don't understand," Max started, hard eyes as she looked at Brynna as if she smacked Iggy. "Jeff is blind," Max stated and watched Brynna's eye widen in surprise.

"Oh! I'm sorry. I didn't know. It didn't say anything about that in the paperwork," Brynna explained and Iggy waved a hand as if to say no worries.

When lunch was over, Brynna herded them all out to the front yard and sat in the grass. Angel sat down on Iggy's lap when he offered her a seat so her pink dress wouldn't get grass stains. Iggy patted her bundle of curls and Max smiled at how the blind kid had been able to know it was her coming towards him. He sniffed at the air and smacked Gazzy who sat next to him. "Dude. We should do stink bombs," he whispered but received a swat from Max who went to sit next to Fang, who had put himself next to Nudge.

"What did I tell you?" she chastised. She felt a pull on her hand and landed next to Fang.

(sam's pov)

Sam, Jen, and Jake watched the six kids in amusement. They were so different but yet they were a big family. When bombs was mentioned, Sam glanced at Brynna who rolled her eyes playfully. "Just so a few things are clear. No smoking, no bombs, no fire," Brynna stated, sweet and short. The two pyros frowned but nodded their heads in agreement.

"Anyway. You six will be in the bunkhouse with Jen, Sam, and Jake. You'll each be assigned a horse that you'll work with and ride," Brynna stated. The youngest, Ariel, looked like she was about to say something but then looked towards Max, who had a stern look on her face. Sam didn't understand. What was going on between these six?

"Tiffany-Krystal and Nick will work with Sam. You two will be assigned a horse and Sam will use Ace as a model. Zephyr and Ariel will work with Jen, who will ride Penny," Brynna paused with the assignments and glared at Jen. "Be nice to my mare," she warned but then smiled brightly. "Then, Jeff and Max will work with Jake, who will use his mare, Witch," Brynna finished.

Tiffany raised her hand and practically jumped up and down; Brynna motioned for her to ask her question. "When will we know what horse we get?" the girl asked and Max sighed in relief.

Brynna considered the question and then smiled. "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow," she stated. Then she clapped her hands, causing the new horses to shy away from the fence and bolt away. "You guys can head to the bunkhouse and settle in if you want," she offered then motioned to Jen and Sam. "Go ahead and take them and pick beds," Brynna added. Sam looked at her side to where Jake had been and noticed him by the hitching rail, grooming his mare. Was he leaving?

(max's pov)

The eight of them went to the bunkhouse. She noted that it was fairly simple and had rows of bunks. Angel skipped to a bunk and sat on the bottom bunk, Nudge jumping to the top. Gazzy led Iggy to the ones in the corner; Gazzy claimed the bottom and Iggy claimed the bottom bed next to him. Max looked at Fang and he nodded his head and went to claim the bunk on top of Gazzy's. Sam and Jen claimed the bunk next to the door. Max rolled her eyes. What did they think they were going to do? Run away? Well, maybe. Max sighed and got onto the top bunk that was in the corner across from Fang's. She didn't have much so she just put her bag on the bottom bunk. Max closed her eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose. When the bunkhouse grew quiet, Max swung out of the bed. She saw Fang look at her and she put up two fingers, letting him know that he was in charge and on watch. When she opened the door, the Jake guy was standing there. "'Cuse me," Max said softly as she pushed past the Indian teenager.

"Where ya goin'?" he asked. Max turned around and looked at him with blue eyes.

"I'm going for a walk," she replied as she continued walking down the path and looking towards the fresh air. Man she just wanted to fly! She felt the guy still watching her but she continued down the path of the dying sunflowers. She reached the corrals and breathed in the poop of the horses. Her face scrunched up in disgust but she attempted to ignore the smell and rested her arms on the fence. The horses seemed to bolt away except for one. Max paid no attention as she looked down at the ground but then felt whiskers tickling her neck. Her eyes popped open and she saw dark hooves and cream legs. Her eyes drifted upwards and she saw blonde. Max pulled away and saw the blonde mare looking at her curiously.

Authoress Note:

Oh my I haven't done this story for awhile. Sorry guys! Anyway. I'm going to working on two stories: this one and Unlucky Shadows; my other stories are on hold at the moment until I finish these two.

Way2boredhorseluvr: thanks so much! I didn't realize that I nailed Max down. Hopefully I can keep it up!

OceanMist9: They're my two favorite stories too! It will be interesting because I still have no idea how I'm going to keep going with the two and keep the characters with their personalities.

Harley-MaxRide-PhantomStallion: eek! I know. Both series are awesome!

MaxRideFan35: Bummer that you couldn't review earlier. If it makes you feel any better, I haven't updated for like a year. Haha. I was shocked at how many people are totally for this crossover. I mean, half the time crossovers drive me bonkers but some people seem to like this. I will change my summary, thanks!

acalipeach (): I certainly hope you aren't sixty! I know it has been awhile but I've been packed with AP and honor classes. Sorries! misinformed individual: -pats back- I sorry. No cries, k? I'm going to try to get back on the ball.Wings Shooting Me to the Stars: I love to leave people hanging! Lol. Just kidding. I am trying to update more.