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Chapter 10

A problem rose as soon as I said "U and A everyone!"

Because Omega can't fly.

And if me and Nudge could barely carry up the Director, how the heck would Fang and I keep him up? Not that Fang would help, anyways.

Don't you think you're being a little judgmental of Fang? Jeb piped up. I rolled my eyes. Just great.

Um, let me think...NO!

Max, be reasonable. Talk to him. You can do that, right?

Fine Jeb, whatever gets you off my ass.

"MAX?" Fang said, annoyed. I blinked and went back into reality. The Flock plus Omega was staring at me.

"Sorry guys, I'm back," I said. The others nodded. "So, how...

"Well, you know I can always run from below," Omega put in. I looked at him, his silver-blue eyes innocent. Too innocent...

I ignored my paranoia and answered him. "Will you be able to keep up with us?"

"Sure," he said. "I outran you in the forest."

"Okay then," I said. I motioned to the Flock and we took off into the sky. I looked down and saw with my raptor vision and saw Omega keeping steady with us.

I still wasn't sure on what I thought about Omega. He was just like us. A lot like us.

But then there was that whole, he tried to kill me issue.

How can you trust someone who tried to kill you?

"Max," Fang said. I looked at him. He flew steadily next to me, just not looking at me.

"Yes Fang?"

"Well, um...I would like to speak to you," he said.

"M'kay. Go ahead," I prodded. He took a deep breath and looked at me. His eyes held confusion.

"Why did you accept Omega?" he asked. I blinked. He really did seem curious.

"Well, um I guess it's because he seems like us. An experiment trying to survive," I said. He looked thoughtful for a second, then his face shut down into the normal emotionless mask.

"Max, he's...I don't know what to say to you anymore. It's my fault, I know that, and I'm sorry for what I've done. But are you trying to punish me by bringing Omega into the picture. It's just an innocent question," he said. My anger flared.

"Oh, well thanks for thinking so highly of me," I spat. "Next time just say it. I don't need any sugar coating. That left when you left." Fang raised his eyebrow.

"Excuse me?"

"Oh, so you weren't just implying that I'm a whore? That I'm just bringing him in because I want to make you jealous." Fang held up his hands in defense.

"That's not what I'm implying. I don't think lowly of you Max," he said. My anger fizzled down a bit. "I'm-no forget it. I'm sorry I even asked. Just...well, be careful Max, please." Panic gripped my throat.

"I thought you weren't going to leave again," I whispered. I may not always get along with him, but Fang was my right hand man. I grew up with him. I'm a bit attached to him, I'll admit. I can't help that we have a strong bond. We're childhood friends, for goodness sakes.

"NO, Max. I'm not leaving again," he said. I felt the panic leaving me. "I'm just saying, that I may lose my temper a few times, and I'll say things I don't mean, but I'm really always there for you, whatever you chose." He held out his fist. We stacked and tapped.

"Friends. Friends forever," I said. I could've sworn I saw him wince.

"Yes. Just friends forever," he said stressing the word just. I nodded and I could swear I saw disappointment flicker on his face. But then it was gone.

"MA-AX!" Nudge sang from the ahead of me. I flew ahead to meet her. "I'm hungry." Of course.

"Let's land. I see a McDonalds down below," I called, and surged downward. I heard the others behind me. I searched for Omega and saw him staring skeptically at us, slowing down.

"What are we doing?" he called. I pulled my wings in as I landed.

"McDonalds," I said.

"Is that a fast food chain of stores that runs rampant throughout most the world?" he asked. I blinked. I heard the Flock landing behind me.

"I guess so." Omega nodded. We walked into the fast food place and Omega wrinkled his nose. I gave him a questioning look.

"Grease. I feel it all over the place. This place is like a huge grease ball," he said. I heard Iggy and Gazzy snicker.

"Okay so everyone except Omega grab a table. Omega, you're going to come with me and pick out some food," I said. The Flock went to some tables while I dragged Omega to the cash register.

"Hi!" The overly perky girl behind the counter said. "Welcome to Mickey D's! And how may I help you?"

Sparing you the oh so riveting details, I ordered a truck full of food that was enough to feed a large group of starving humans. The girls smile became strained until finally it collapsed.

"Will that be all?" she asked, her face holding an amazed yet annoyed expression.

"Yep," I said.

"Can you pay for all of this?" she asked.

"Yes," I said. She looked at me, expecting me to hand her a wad of cash. I took out the MR card and she glared at me. She probably thought that I was some rich kid from over the hill and far away, ready to buy all of their precious grease balls and throw them away. As if.

I swiped the card, and pressed the numbers. The girl looked at the cash register and said through gritted teeth:

"Thank you, and have a nice day. Next on line please." I stepped aside and beckoned to Omega. He stepped up and looked up at the menu. As soon as the girl laid eyes on Omega, her frown turned upside down.

"HI!" She said it a little too loudly, making the person that was ordering food next to us jump. "And how may I help YOU." Omega looked at her.

"I'll have a Big Mac with extra large fries," he said. The girl eagerly pushed some of the buttons on the machine, making me roll my eyes. Some people can be so obvious. The girl's like a copy of the red haired wonder. Omega was oblivious to her actions though.

"What kind of drink?"

"Uh...what is there?"

"Water, High C, Sprite, and Coke," she said.

"Coke?" Omega said slowly.

"'Kay!" The girl said, hitting the button. "Anything else?!" Omega looked at me and the girl followed his glance. Once she laid eyes on me, she looked like she tasted something bitter.

"What are you still doing here? The place to get your order is over there," she said, pointing to another counter.

"Oh, I'm paying for his order," I said sweetly. The cashier-Sarah, her name tag said-gave me a dirty look.

"Really?" Her tone held suspicion. I glared at her. What's with people today implying that I'm some sort of teenage, hormonal human whore?

"Really," I said. I looked straight at Omega. "Right Leif?" Omega looked at me in surprise and I could feel my surprise welling up inside me. Leif...where did that come from?

Leif is a name of Scandinavian origin. It means beloved heir. Often in the U.S, people mispronounce the name, calling the person, Leef. However, the correct pronunciation is Layf, as you pronounced it.

Well, thank you Wikipedia, I thought irritably.

"Yes, right," Omega said. "Go 'head Max, pay. I'm done ordering." He said, smiling suddenly. It stunned me for a few seconds. Sarah's jaw dropped. I smirked childishly and payed for his room.

"Have a nice day," she said, monotonously

"Thank you. Have a spectacular one yourself," Omega said cheerily. The girl blinked in surprise. Omega and I stood by the counter as the food piled there.

"Why Leif?" He asked. I looked at him. His eyes held a far off look.

"Well, you look like a Leif," I said. He smirked.

"Like a beloved heir? The heir to Itex?" he said. I frowned.

"No, you don't look like the air to a psychotic company, bent on taking over the world," He snickered. "You look like however you want to present yourself." I said, quoting Jeb.

Very good Max, exactly.

Shut up.

Omega looked away and Grabbed a few trays that were on the counter and brought them back. I took the last few and walked back, sitting down next to Gazzy and a empty seat. But me, being an idiot, took to many, and was having balancing issues. Omega and Fang both got up and took the same tray from me.

"Here you go," they said, at exactly the same time. And letting it go at the exact same time.

Both of them went for it. Omega grabbed it first, having better programed reflexes. Fang grabbed it less then a second after it was saved. They stared at each other for one tense second and slowly, put the tray back and sat back in their seats.

I swallowed and put the trays down.

"Dig in everyone," I said, my voice surprisingly calm. Things needed to get sorted out. And soon.

Me: Okay, all I'm going to give you people. Any other suggestions for Omega's name? I'm really bad at names so yeah...Leif is one of my favorite names so yeah, give me a good one if you have a good one. Review!:)