AN: See! I'm back to normal! Well, I'll most likely only update on the weekends, but that's okay. I'll post as many chapters as I can this week, since this is my last week of spring break.

(Max POV)

When I finally emerged from my room, rubbing my eyes, I entered the kitchen to find nine eyes staring at me.

Okay, I'm really starting to hate all of the worrying. I thought grumpily.

"What?" I snapped, skulking over to an empty chair (which was next to Fang) and plopping down on it. Iggy and Mom brought over trays if eggs, bacon, sausages, and toast, placing them on the table and taking their seats as well. No one ate however, just stared at me silently.

"You didn't sleep last night." This statement came from Fang, his dark eyes boring into me and making me feel like I was naked.

I shivered, choosing not to glare at him at the moment, and shook my head.

I then turned to glare at everyone else, and they finally quit staring and began to eat. Then Nudge did what she did best and broke the silence.

"What are we gonna do for the day? I mean, it's the weekend and all that, but there's nothing to do! Ooh, can we go to the beach Max? Like, find a big secluded one with nice water! Max, remember how disqusting that ocean was in New York and we had to drink it!? Gazzy practically barfed when he tried to see if he had gills. Oh, and we need bathing suits! Dr. Martinez, can we go shopping later? I saw that Paris Fashion Walk on TV, and I want their clothes, except that hat that was made out of a lampshade! I mean, who would we-mmphmph…"

Iggy finally had it and slapped a hand over Nudge's mouth. Turning to me, he said, "Max?"

"Yes Iggy?" I asked sweetly. In the corner of my eye I saw the corner of Fang's mouth twitch up.

"Are my ears bleeding?"

"No Iggy. Your ears are perfectly fine."

"Are you sure? Maybe I blew an eardrum."

"If you did, you would be on the ground screaming in pain." I pointed out, smirking and shoving an egg yolk into my mouth. All of us did this when we were at the E house. We had something like this for every flock member.

Fang's lips twitched again.

And before you ask, I am not watching Fang. I'm just… Okay, maybe I am. Shut up and quit thinking, 'SHE LOOOOOVVVVVEESSS HIM THIS MUCH!', before I reach through the screen and throttle you.

"True…" Iggy finally relented, looking me straight in the eye and releasing Nudge.

Seriously, how does he do that!

"As funny as this is, we have more important topics to discuss," Jeb broke in, looking stern, "Max. Care to explain your dream for us?"

I shrugged, sipping coffee. Finally I said, "Oh, nothing much. Dark, spooky forests, almost getting kissed by Mr. Touchy-Feely, Mr. T-F this close to raping me, it taking two monsters to keep Fang from beating the shit out of him, running in dark, spooky caves, with dark, spooky noises. Did I mention it was really dark and spooky?" I looked at him innocently. The flock was stifling laughter, clearly enjoying Jeb's annoyed stare (except Fang, who was smirking that damn smirk of his), and Ella was giggling. Mom just looked like she was contemplating either to scold me or laugh with everyone else.

"Max…" Jeb started.

"Jeb…" I mimicked. Now Fang's shoulders where shaking slightly, and small giggles were beginning to escape the rest of the flock.

"Quit playing, Max. Time is of the essence…" My eyes narrowed at the words and he trailed off, voice dying.

"Iggy, Gazzy?" I asked suddenly, coming to a decision. Their heads snapped towards me.

"As a little present, and since it is April Fool's, both of your chosen birthdays, you are not allowed to blow up any of the flock's, Ella's, or Mom's personal belongings, the house, the forest surrounding it, or any people. Besides that, do as you please." Looking at the boy's suspicious faces, I added, "Yes, you are allowed to make as many bombs as you please. Just don't kill yourselves or leave them where they could accidentally set off, kay?"

Iggy and Gazzy looked like Christmas had come early.

"What about my stuff!" Jeb asked indignantly.

"Oh, you?" I asked, "Call it retribution, Jeb." I then turned to Mom and Ella.

"Can you please take the girls shopping? We can go to the beach or a private pool later; make sure they get swim suits. Take my Max Ride card." I asked. Mom looked confused, but nodded and smiled anyways.

I know you guys are wondering, 'She's letting the pyros make bombs?! She's gone nuts!'

No I haven't.

I'm going to make sure they have the time of their lives before Zane takes everything away from us.

Before Zane comes to make my dreams reality.

AN: I calm chapter, with some Jeb-Bashing. He deserves it. But whatever. See? I promised It would come up Wednesday. Okay, It's up a couple minutes late, but blame my computer and uploading the damn thing. The calm will continue for a couple chapters, then the real fun begins. –evil and slightly bloodthirsty smile- Sleep in fear, Max. Sleep in fear.

P.S. I have pictures of the Flock, Zane, and Max's Mold/Tattoo/Birthmark on my profile. Go see!

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