HEY PEOPLES! HERE'S ANOTHER CHAPTER! FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE WONDERING WHERE I HAVE BEEN, I HAVE AN EXCUSE! SCHOOL HAD STUPID TESTINGS AND IT MADE ME REALLY TIRED. SINCE THE TESTING IS OVER, I'LL POST MORE! R&R!

"Okay guys. Lets go to New York. Maybe we can find something there."

"But I'm hungry."

Gazzy whines.

"let's eat,"

So this is how I got stUck with a stupid dog named Total.(A/N DON'T WORRY I DON'T HATE TOTAL!) The gang and me went to the nearest restaurant. Of course, there's that one problem that occurs when you are with 5 other mutant freaks and we all have no home. You are broke. "Wait. we need money."I said.

"No... See that car over there? I see a wallet through the window," Angel says dangerously sweet. creepy...

We creep over there. One big problem. There was a Jerky dude yelling at someone at a phone. Talk about rude. He walks away cursing under his breath. Since we can hear well, the kids here him cursing. "HEY MISTER! DON'T GO CURSING IN FRONT OF CHILDREN." Gazzy screams. Shit. He turns around, ready to beat the crap out of us, when Fang gives him a glare. A deathly glare. One that no one can not cringe at the sight. The guy's skin turns pale, and he walks away. SCORE! Who knew stealing would be that easy! Fang smashes the window with a rock and gets the wallet. We go into the restaurant. We eat our 36 hamburgers, 23 large fries, 3,000 sodas and milkshakes (size large of course,) and 3 salads. (We eat healthy too.) See. Us Avian Americans can eat whatever we want and not get fat. Except Gaz. "Hey Gazzy." Angel says. "Max just called you fat. " Before gaz could shoot back an answer, a little black scottie came running our way. The dog stopped right in front of Angel. The manager was right behind him, red and flustered. "Get-tha-tt-t d-og ou-tt-of here." He said. "No!" Angel screamed. "He's mine!" Since Angel said that, thanks to her stupid power, I was forced to believe her.

"Ok, so then he kicked me out! Can you believe that Max!" Total says. Yes, apparently he was raised in a school type thing and talks. But, god he's annoying! All he talks about is politics, fine arts, criticizes others, and The Game. GOD DANGIT! I LOSE! Oh well, so we landed in NYC (Total has WINGS too) and we started to walk around. All of a sudden we see a guy walk down the street. He looks at his phone and then his face gets all red. He screams,"I LOSE!" and then keeps on walking. I run over to him and slap him for saying that. Then, I notice his police uniform. So, here I am in a jail, with the flock trying to bail me out. Some guy in the cell gets up and slaps me across the face, FOR NO REASON! Words of the wise: criminals are strong. I black out... hey candy man...