The Search for A Father-Part 1

Dr. M's POV

After sleeping on those thoughts, I decided to go searching for a suitable father figure for the flock. I know that the Flock still probably resents Jeb, but I really am going to try to force this upon them. I have a feeling that the older kids will be more resistant to the idea of having a father than the younger kids will be. I am definitely going to need to tale my time to find the suitable father for the flock. It's going to be difficult to find someone who the whole flock approves of, but I have a mind to check out the kids' school to see how they are doing, and maybe I'll get lucky and find someone that can give the kids what I think they need. It would also be nice to have someone to be with me once all of the kids have moved on. I know that's a long way away, but I have always thought that it's a good idea to look into the future while we still have time. Okay, that's enough thinking about what's coming up, now I've got to get ready for work, and then I'll visit the Flock's school afterward. Alright time to get the kids going, if Max hasn't done it already; I don't think she's figured out that the typical teenager likes to sleep and is usually impossible to wake up in the morning, especially on a Monday. Oh well, that's the way she is I guess. I think Iggy has figured out how to take advantage of not having to live under Max's rules since they all live in my house now. Haha, I guess I could get breakfast ready since he isn't up yet. Oh, here comes Max.

Max's POV

Ok, I hope I don't have to put that much thought into all the assignments that Mr. York gives, because I think I might have a brain attack if I have to think any harder. Oh well, that's life I guess. It's kind of funny that now I'm worrying about difficult assignments instead of Erasers and evil scientists trying to kill us. It still amazes me how difficult "normal" life can be. It sure beats being on the run. Anyway, time to get ready for the first full week of school. I wonder how everyone else fared. Guess I'll find out after this week is over. Hey, there's Mom making breakfast, " Hey mom, good morning! What's up with you?" "Hey Max, good morning to you too! Well, I'm just making a quick meal for you guys, bird-kid sized of course!" "Geez mom, you're too much. You don't have to do that, let me wake up Iggy and make him do it!" "No Max, I want to do this for you guys. Also, let Iggy get up on his own, he needs to learn how to take care of himself, without anyone's help. Can you do that for me honey?" "Sure mom, whatever you say, you're the boss now." "Oh thanks a lot. I love you Max don't you forget it. How about you go get ready for the day, and when you come back, I'll have breakfast ready? What do you think of that?" "Sure, I'll do that. Love you too Mom!" Wow, I guess mom is taking away the rights I had as leader of the Flock. I think I'll talk to her about it after school is done today. She is right about letting Iggy do things for himself; the same thing applies to Fang, because he has definitely gotten lazier since we started living with my mom. I can do that much I think. Time to get ready, I guess.

Half an Hour later

3rd Person POV

Now we go to Iggy's room to see how our favorite blind bird boy is doing this morning. We go through the slightly open door to see him sprawled out on his bed in just his boxers. Perhaps he had a rough night, why don't we ask him? Oh, he's moving, I think he's starting to wake up. Catch you later!

Iggy's POV

Gosh darn it; I was in the middle of a great dream! I can't remember all the details, but I do remember that it involved a bunch of girls in swimsuits. Still half asleep, I thought I felt a presence leave my room. Why do I feel like someone or something is watching us? Oh well, I guess it's time to get ready for school. I still am having trouble believing that my teacher is more like me than I could ever imagine. This year should be interesting to say the least. I pulled out a pair of jeans and a light blue shirt, along with a new pair of socks and boxers, before stepping out into the hallway to go take a shower. I walked to the door and knocked on it. When I got no response, I opened the door and walked in, and ran right into someone who felt distinctly female. Oh no, I hope it isn't Max, if it is I can say goodbye to my manhood, and quite possibly my life if I don't come up with a good excuse! Time to think fast, what should I do? I was about to open my mouth to apologize when my hand came into contact with the girl's face, and I felt a deepening red shade. Oh great, she's blushing, now what do I do? Why do these things always happen to me?

Girl's POV (note to self, Ella)

I had gotten up before Max did, so I decided to get ready for the day before she got in the bathroom and took forever. So I got out of bed, walked half asleep to the bathroom, and walked in, unaware of what was about to happen.

3rd Person POV

Now the whole house is about to be rudely awoken by a girl screaming bloody murder and a poor unaware boy who had no idea that he was about to be placed in a situation of extreme peril!