Hey guys. I don't know if you saw on my profile, but I'm in France right now! It's actually midnight right now, so I apologize if it's bad. Read on!

Disclaimer: I don't own Maximum Ride. You don't own Maximum Ride.

"Erg! Erg! Erg! Erggg!" Buzzed the alarm clock, well, before I slapped it off. I sat straight up in his bed, groggily, painfully, regretfully, but I was up. I rubbed my eyes, putting my arms up in the air and stretching.

"Mmmmmmm," I murmured, yawning as I put my arms down and stood up.

It was time to go wake up the flock.

Usually Max would do this kind of stuff. It'd only been two days since she died. No one really knew what happened to the body.

I figured the lab had come by and stolen it to graft her beautiful wings on some misshapen Eraser or something.

I shuddered at the thought.

I missed her soooo much. Not unlike the rest of the crew. I sniffled, tears stinging my eyes.

I quickly rushed the thought out of his head.

I trudged down the hall the first room, Angel's room.

"Knock knock," I called, twisting the crystal doorknob open and peering his head in.

I looked around, frowning, and stepped in.

"Ange?" I pulled up the covers, confused. Huh. She wasn't there.

I walked out, rubbing my forehead and walked down to the next door, Iggy and Gazzy's.

I twisted the knob, stepping in.

Still no one.

This was getting weird.

I jogged down to Nudge's room, turning the pink, fluffy doorknob and stepping in again, throwing the hot-pink zebra print covers off the bed, confused.

I pressed my eyebrows together, linking his hands behind his neck and walking down the bright hallway, stopping abruptly at the stairs.

It was then I noticed the prominent smell of waffles, coffee, and bacon coming from the kitchen.

Oh.

They were already awake.

Screw this leader stuff, Fang thought to himself, loosely grabbing the railing and marching into the kitchen.

"Morning Fang!" Angel said brightly, walking up to him, beaming.

"Oh, you're up. Morning, sweetheart," Fang said sleepily, trying to walk past her, but she just stepped in front of him.

"Guess what?" She asked, looking straight into his eyes, "I went ahead and woke everyone up today," She paused, letting out a gust of air and shaking her head seriously, "You know, I really think I should be leader."

Is she serious? I thought to myself, running my hand through my already messed up bangs.

"Oh…" I said quietly, pressing my lips tightly together and nodding so I wouldn't start laughing, "That's nice of you to offer Ange, but I've got this leader thing covered, kay?" I rubbed her back, watching her roll her eyes and walk off to the kitchen table.

Wow.

I followed her, sitting down at the table in between Nudge and… Max's empty chair, the smell off sweet, chocolate chip waffles and the abrupt scent of coffee filling the room, making my stomach rumble.

Iggy set down a pitcher of coffee and a plate of waffles in the middle of the table, warning us that they were hot. Which we all ignored of course.

I guess life could go on, even though Max was dead.

Just maybe…

A/N: I know this chapter sucked, but I needed something to prove that the flock will prevail! Even without Max! Don't forget to review!

-Hope