Fang's P.O.V.

Charlotte buried herself deeper into her covers the second I laid her down for her nap when we got home. I was surprised she'd even fall asleep after that ice-cream but man was I glad that she did. I didn't think I could handle another hour of hyper toddler.

Max was in the living-room folding up the blankets from the tent and piling them up on the floor beside the couch.

We silently tidied everything up then plopped down on the couch.

Max lay down with her head in my lap and threw her arm over her eyes.

"I'm bushed." She announced.

"Maybe someone else needs a nap time too." I teased.

Her arm moved and she glowered at me for a second, "You know what? That doesn't sound half bad." She grinned evilly, "Carry me." She ordered.

I raised my eyebrows and she pouted. "Pwetty pwease Fangy-poo? I'm too tired to walk." she pleaded clasping her hands together.

I glared at her, not appreciating the Fangy-poo comment. "You've been talking to Iggy haven't you?" I accused.

Her eyes twinkled, "Why? Are you jealous?"

I snorted, "In your dreams, Ride."

She placed a hand over her heart. "That hurt."

"Want me to kiss it better?" I smirked.

She nodded eagerly and I laughed.

I sighed like it was a real bother and kissed her cheek.

"What was that?" She whined.

"I kissed it better." I said with a shrug.

She grumbled something and stuck out her tongue, "Meany." She sat up and sulked.

I finally caved because she just looked so cute and pulled her to me so that I could give her a proper kiss.

"Much better." She whispered against my lips.

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"Snap!" Max cried her hand landing on top of the pile of cards we'd found in a drawer.

"Hey, unfair!" I protested when she picked up the cards.

"How is it unfair?" she sang.

"It was your card! You had the upper hand." I told her simply, crossing my arms.

She scoffed, "Is that your excuse?"
"Yep and I'm sticking by it."

"Daddy?" a sleepy voice slurred and we turned to find Char rubbing her eyes with one fist and the other clutching the door.

"Hey baby girl," I got off the bed to scoop her up, "Did you have a nice nap?"

She nodded resting her head on my shoulder. "Did we wake you up?" Max asked mouthing 'oops' to me.

Char gave another nod and refused to let go when I sat on the bed. "Sorry Honey." Max apologised.

We spent the rest of the day in my room teaching Char to play cards and then Max decided that we needed nourishment. Of course this meant a whole lot of chocolate and sugar. Since we didn't have a while lot of chocolate or sugar Max insisted we go out and get some.

Char came bounding down the isle towards me with her arms filled with packets of sweets. "Daddy, wook!" She pointed eagerly at a toucan on one of the packets. I bet that was the only reason she chose it.

"I see, baby girl. Where did Max go?" I asked picking her up and putting her in the cart.

She pointed towards the frozen section and I shook my head. I found Max eyeing the different tubs of ice-cream with a frown.

"What are you doing?" I asked.
"There is a very difficult decision to make." She told me seriously.

"And what is that?"

"Chocolate or vanilla?" she held up two tubs.

"Hmm." I pretended to really consider that for a moment, "Vanilla." I said finally.

Charlotte giggled from the cart "Chocolate!" She chimed.
I raised my eyebrows at her.

She grinned innocently at me.

"I'm with shrimp." Max said dumping the chocolate into the cart.

"You're meant to take my side!" I whined.

Max just waved me off and pushed the cart away.

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Max's P.O.V.

I was lying on my bed, staring up at the ceiling for no particular reason other than that I was beyond happy. I closed my eyes and felt a grin slip onto my face remembering Fang running around the house trying to catch Charlotte who was high on ice-cream and chocolate. Needless to say he wasn't too happy with me when she'd finally calmed down enough to be put into bed.

*Flashback*

"But Daddy! I no tired!" She complained. Fang gave her a very displeased look and she didn't say another word.

"Well, it's your bed time sweetheart." I told her sitting on the bed.

"No tired." She said stubbornly but she pulled the blanket up higher so that only her head was sticking out.

"How about I read you another story." I suggested and after a second she nodded.

I pulled back the blanket and she cuddled up to me. "What story would you like?" I asked.

"Dr Zoos!" She exclaimed pointing at a big orange book.

*End Flashback*

I'd only gotten two pages in before she had fallen asleep.

I was broken from my reminiscing when my cell phone started blaring in my ear. I jumped in surprise and grabbed it quickly without checking the caller ID. "Hello?"

"Maximum Ride you are the worst best friend in the history of best friends."

I shook my head, "Hello Nudge, how have you been?"

"Oh don't you try and be all friendly with me, I haven't heard a thing from you in two weeks when you decided to up and leave." She snapped and I could picture her sulking on the couch back in New York.

"Sorry Nudgy-pudgy I've just been a little busy."

"I thought we came to the agreement that you would never call me Nudgy-pudgy ever again." She grumbled.

"I miss you too my bestie buddy." I cooed.

"Why haven't you called?" She demanded.

Hmm, well let's see Ella called me the night I arrived and begged me to babysit none other than Fang Dente's three-year-old daughter because he had to work and I've kinda spent every day since with them and – oh! Did I mention I've fallen for him and I don't know how I'm going to go back to New York? That would go down well. I pinched the bridge of my nose. "I'm serious, I've been busy."

She snorted, "Yeah relaxing and playing with your niece and nephew is so busy."

"Actually I've only seen Ella once." I told her truthfully.

"What have you been doing the last two weeks then?"

"I've been with Fang and his daughter Charlotte." I murmured.

Silence. "Repeat that please because it sounded like you said you've been with Fang and his daughter but that's ridiculous because Fang doesn't have a daughter and anyway you wouldn't spend two seconds with Fang voluntarily never mind two weeks." She laughed but that died out when I didn't laugh or say anything. "Max?"

"You heard right." I sighed.
"What!"

Fang's P.O.V.

Charlotte hummed to herself shovelling more cereal into her mouth and managing to spill most of it on her clothes.

Good thing I learned to change her after breakfast pretty early.

"Daddy?" She slurred around a mouthful of puffs.

I clothes her mouth, "Finish first." I told her and she obediently did so.

"Daddy?" She repeated when her food was gone.

"Yes, baby girl?" I took a sip of my coffee and winced. Hot.

"We go see Auntie Ewwa?" she asked spilling more milk and puffs on her pj's.

"Only if you're very good." I told her and she sat up a little straighter and smiling.

I smiled and tapped her head, "Let's go get changed before Max gets here." She hopped off her chair and ran upstairs.

Max chose then to come in, took one look at Char running up the stairs and me wiping up her cereal and headed into the living-room. "I'm not meant to be here for another fifteen minutes." Was all she said.

"So why are you here early if you're not going to help me?" I leant against the wall and crossed my arms over my chest.

She groaned and threw her head back. "Don't even get me started."

I plopped down beside her and pulled her feet onto my lap. "What could have happened in the," I glanced down at my watch, "Eleven hours since you were last here that is so bad?"

She glared dangerously at me, "You really wanna know?"

I nodded unable to keep the smile from my face.

"My best friend is flying out today."

"And that is so bad…why?" I questioned.

She shook her head like I was extremely naïve. "Oh Fang, Fang, Fang." She sighed, "You will see when she gets here."

"Daddy!" Char whined from the stairs and when we went to go see what was up we found her with a shirt on upside down and her head halfway through an arm hole.

Max laughed so hard she actually started crying but Char was less than pleased.

I pried the shirt off of her and her bottom lip wobbled. "Don' wike it." She pointed accusingly at the shirt like it was the cause of all her problems.

"I threw the shirt down and stepped on it, sticking my tongue out at it and grinning triumphantly at Char.

To her credit she managed to keep a straight face for about two seconds before bursting out laughing.

Her laugh was so infectious I found myself joining in and so did Max. "Silly, Daddy." Char giggled.

And? You like? It's six pages so I better not get complaints about length! ;-) Fang is really getting into this whole Dad thing huh? So, I think this'll be coming to a close some time soon, probably when Max leaves at the end of the week (Yes, hate me all you want but Max is going back to New York) and then I'll start on the sequel.

It's official, I update too much. Maybe I shud cut back and only update once a week like 3/4 of other authors then maybe we wudn't have this trouble of me running out of ideas so fast… ;-)

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