A/N: Okay, so I said last chapter that the next chapter (i.e. this one) was going to have something big in it that will stick for the rest of this story's lifetime. And, of course, it is in this chapter!

Thanks to the usual CheekyJohnnyBaby13/Captain Jamie Walrus Avenger and That70sGirl99 for their reviews!

So guys, not that anyone cares, but it was my 16th birthday last Saturday and I got and electric guitar! Now I can play Helter Skelter and stuff...! And I got an A Hard Day's Night record! My first record! AND I got my learner's license on Monday! And went for my first drive today. BUT… the fates of our beloved characters (Max, Sadie, Patrick, Tim, Anna, Prudence, etc.) is more important and interesting! See, I told you I would update quicker! And I did! Yay! Chapter 25 already? Wow! Anyway…

On with it!

Chapter 25 – Magical Mystery Tour

We were pretty happy about the outcome in court yesterday. No major penalties. Except for Tim, of course. It was Sunday morning and Max was over at our house for a casual hang out. We were lying on the banana lounges on our deck out the back, basking in the sun.
"Do you realise that yesterday was our one month anniversary of having our power?" I mused.
"Really? A month already?" he replied.
"Yeah… doesn't seem like that long, does it?"
"No, not at all."
There was a long silence before Max started to speak again.
"You know how we've found out about the basil and stuff?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think there's any other… side effects to this?"
"I don't know. Whatever they are, we haven't discovered them yet. Could be much worse things."
"Such as what?"
"Oh, I don't know… we could turn into werewolves on full moons!"
Max laughed at my humour before I realised something.
"Hey, tonight's a full moon."
"Is it?"
"Yeah… I guess we'll find out soon whether or not we are werewolves!"
I mock-growled at him.

He rolled over on his banana lounge to face me. I turned my head so I could see him.
"The sun picks up the highlights in your hair," he randomly pondered.
"How do you know I have dyed highlights?"
"Oh, I've noticed. It's not hard to notice beauty like you."
"How could you see past my nose?"
"Oh come on Sades, it's not that big. Stop going on about it!"
He leaned over and kissed me as a way to shut me up before I could protest.
"Better make sure Mum and Dad aren't watching… they get really awkward about this stuff."
"Who cares?"
He mumbled, his eyes closed and his lips trying to find mine. He leant over in an attempt to kiss me again, but this time he fell off the chair. I couldn't contain my laughter as he scrambled to get up.
"Shut up," he whined, blushing.
"You're that desperate for a kiss!"
"I wanna kiss you!"
"I want to hold your hand!"
"Past Masters Volume 1 slash single!"
He yelled it out. God, I had forgotten about that game for a while. Nonetheless, I still kept a tally. And it was now me, nine and Max, ten. Shit. He was beating me!
"Who's winning now?" he asked.
"If you really must know, you!"
"Me?" he put a hand to his chest in mock shock.

"Kids, do you want some lunch?" Mum called out through the kitchen window. I looked at Max for his answer and he yelled out.
"Yes thanks Martha!"
"Would a sandwich suffice?"
"No, I don't think so."
"Well bad luck! That's all we've got kiddos!"
"I was kidding!"
"Okay, what you want on it?"
"I'll have tomato, butter, ham and mayonnaise if you have it thanks!"
"I'll have my usual!" I called out.
"How many?" Mum called.
"One for me."
"Two!" Max answered.

Mum started making the sandwiches and Max perched back down on the chair.
"Your Mum's great," he randomly stated.
"Yours too. So," I was about to go to an iffy topic, "how do you feel about becoming a big brother?"
"I'm excited, I guess."
"You guess?"
"Well yeah, I'm excited… but I've been an only child for fifteen years. It's gonna be a bit unusual with a sibling, that's all."
"I see… so would you prefer a brother or sister?"
"Don't ask me that question!"
"What? Why?"
"It's too hard to answer. I really don't mind."
He laughed nervously.
"You're gonna have big brother duties… changing nappies, feeding, babysitting…"
I listed them off on my fingers, mainly to tease him.
"I know!"

"Lunch!" Mum called through the window. We got up and ran to the door and went inside. We grabbed our sandwiches.
"Thanks Martha," Max politely thanked Mum. It was always a good idea to be polite to your girlfriend/boyfriend's parents. Get on their good side. Though Max didn't have to try hard – Mum and Dad liked him just fine already! And I was pretty confident it was the same with me and his parents.

As fate would have it, time flew by quickly that day. Max ended up staying all day. We just hung out, listening to music, walking to the park, watching movies, and him helping me with science homework. Turns out he is very good at science – I would never have guessed! It was nice spending the day with him, since weekends were generally the only time we got to see each other. Whilst he was on the toilet late that afternoon, I decided to do an analysis of what I knew about him so far. I didn't know everything… we'd only been going out for just over a month, after all.

Firstly, he is a complete virtuoso. I mean, he plays drums, guitar, bass and piano. Not to mention, all of his instruments are named after the other thing I know about him. HE LOVES THE BEATLES! This, of course, was one of the main things that attracted us to each other. If I remember correctly, the day we met we spoke in code to each other and picked it up almost instantly. I was hooked then. But I had only just met him, so I wasn't trying to get into anything. What else do I know about him…? Oh, yes, his parents are Joan and Bob Edison, and his Mum is pregnant. His middle name is Rory. His birthday is May 19th. He is talented in the subject of science. He was, of course, attacked by the moon on October 12th of this year, as was I, inheriting meteorological powers and enhanced senses. That was one of the major ones, as I also shared it. He told me about some of his friends… Kane, Riley, Nathan, Des… who was the other one? Oh, Adam. He's known as the Meteorological One. His moods can change easily. He feels guilty easily. He is very modest and humble, but has also become obsessive and cocky with his powers. Oh, and he's allergic to basil (as am I).

He came back from the toilet in time for me to finish my little mental analysis.
"I guess I should call Dad now," he huffed. There was no set time he was to be picked up. He was just supposed to call them when it was time.
"If you must," I overdramatically sighed, "It's quarter past five and we've got school tomorrow."
"Yeah."
He rang Bob and asked him to come and pick him up. After a twenty second phone call, he hung up.
"Interesting conversation," I complimented.
"I know, right? I'm always one for talking on the phone."
Within the next seven minutes, Bob had arrived. Mum went outside to talk to him. This could take a while, so Max and I stayed inside for a bit longer.
"Max, how often do you use your powers?" I spontaneously asked him.
"Not a lot, actually," he answered solemnly, "Certainly not as much as I'd like to."
"Yeah, me too. Our powers are fucking awesome and we… we have to be careful. It's not like we can just use them in front of people. Why don't you use yours a lot?"
"Well there's really not a lot for me to do with them. I mean, of course I use my sense powers, I can't control that. But controlling weather? I barely do anything! I do, occasionally. Like the other day it was raining and Mum was having a spaz about how the washing couldn't get dry, so I stopped it. For my own sake. Selfish, right? But I always wonder… what if my controlling the rain has an effect on other parts of the world and we don't know it? I mean, the rain has to go somewhere…"
"I know what you mean. Don't get me wrong, I love my powers to death, they're amazing, but… I don't really have a use for them. Sure, I could lie around and never have to get up to get anything, but then I feel lazy and guilty afterwards. And I would never do it if I knew there was a risk of someone seeing me. But I do like using them on something… or rather someone…"
"Tim."
"You betcha. Making him hit himself… that was one of the best feelings of my life! But I also felt guilty then too. Besides, we're not really skilled enough to use them properly. I mean, we can't even do it mentally, without hand movements."
"I know… we need to practise. Next weekend, we'll go to the park or something, somewhere secluded where no one will find us… we'll test out what works and doesn't work, and what we need to do to use them."
"Sounds great!"

"Max!" Mum called out, signalling that Bob wanted to go and it was time for them to leave. The two of us went out the front where Mum and Bob were talking.
"Have a good time?" Bob asked his son.
"Yeah!" Max replied enthusiastically. It made me feel loved.
"Right, we've got to get home. Mum's probably making dinner already."
"Okay. Bye Sades," he pecked me on the cheek, making me blush. I could see Mum and Bob trying to stifle a smile. Just then, Max turned around to head towards the car, but instead stood frozen in his spot. After saying goodbye, Bob continued walking to the car. When he got there, he realised that Max was still in his spot, unmoving.
"Max?" I asked, shaking him gently, "Max? What are you doing? Are you alright?"
Just then a loud rumble of thunder cracked. I could guess what, or more likely who, initiated it. But I didn't know why. Just then, there was a very sudden downpour. Mum and I jumped back under the roof at the front door and Bob got into his car. Max, however, stayed where he was.
"Max, what are you doing?" Bob yelled out the window.
"Max!" I yelled.
He suddenly raised his hand up to the sky, making a familiar motion. Great, now Mum and Bob were going to know our secret!
"Max!" I exclaimed, jumping forwards and trying to bring his hand down. He suddenly turned to look at me, frightening me a little. What was happening to him? Was it some side effect of having our powers? If so, why wasn't I affected? A crazy as thought crept into my mind – something that was old folklore for quite a few mythical creatures. And it made sense for us too. I rushed back over to Mum.
"Mum, look at the sky, what type of moon is it?" I asked her, staring horizontally off into the distance.
"What? Why do you want to know? Why can't you see for yourself?" she was confused.
"Just tell me."
"Uh… I don't know, looks like a full moon to me."
And there is was.

A full moon. Of course. It had been a month since our 'transformation', as I called it, and that was all because of a full moon. It was only fitting that now that Max had seen it, that he was completely not himself and had lost control of his powers. It was just like the mermaid show H2O: Just Add Water… where they go loopy and have all these symptoms when they look at a full moon, the cause of their condition. They become 'moonstruck'. And not to mention the well-known werewolf legends.
"Bob, he's just nervous about something," I tried to make up an explanation for his unexplainable and strange behaviour, "You need to take him home and lock him into his room."
"Why?"
I knew there'd be questions. But how could I tell them the real reason for Max's unusualness?
"Seriously, he got a little too much sun today… he's not exactly himself. He needs to go home and rest. Don't bother about anything, he's already had dinner…"
"He has?" Mum just had to interject.
"…just get him straight home and into bed. He needs the rest for his exam tomorrow."
"What exam?"
Why must he question everything?
"Uh… his science test."
"Well maybe I would if he would get in the car!" he yelled over the top of the rain.
"Max, come on."

I tried to lead him to the car. For some reason, his feet moved and he walked where I guided him. I opened the back door and chucked him in, doing his seatbelt up for him. Mum and I waved goodbye to Bob as he drove away, most likely still in confusion. Why wouldn't you be after witnessing something like that? Or maybe they thought Max was being stupid and stubborn. Little did they know, he was actually under the influence of the moon. Then I remembered something – in H2O, when they woke up in the morning after being moonstruck, they didn't remember anything from when they were moonstruck. Yay. I was going to have to explain everything to him tomorrow.

"Sadie, what was all that about?" Mum asked me.
"He legit was just stressing out about his exam tomorrow. I think he just froze out of shock and anxiousness. You know…?"
"Yeah, I know. But why did you ask what type of moon it was?"
"Uh… in science we're doing space and the moon, naturally, so I needed to know it for the cycle thing."
I sounded so convincing it scared me. Insert sarcasm here.
"Right… and why couldn't you see for yourself?"
"I was too busy watching Max. You know, being a supportive girlfriend and all."
"Oh, I see…"
We went inside to make dinner before Dad got home. And the whole night I was worrying about Max…

In the morning, I immediately texted Max:
'Call me as soon as u wake up. URGENT!'
About two minutes after I sent it, he called me.
"Sadie, what's up?" his sleepy morning voice filled my ear, "I don't remember coming home last night."
"Didn't think you would," I replied.
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"Max, there is something really, really important you need to know."
"What is it?"
He sounded really concerned, like he always did.
"It's about last night."
"I don't really remember much… did you like spike my drink or something so I would forget everything? What did we do last night?"
His voice showed his panic when he said the last line.
"No, it's fine, it's not any of that… but something did make you lose your memory last night."
"What?"
"Max, you need to be calm. You might be a little shocked…"
"Sadie, stop stalling!"

This was the moment. I really didn't know how to tell him. Also, what if our conversation was being listened in on? How could I tell him now and cause it to be on his mind all day at school?
"Uh… Max, I'll tell you this afternoon," I gave up.
"No Sadie, you said it was urgent – tell me now!" he was now annoyingly persistent.
"If I tell you, it will be engrained in your mind all day and you won't be able to concentrate."
"I don't care, I want to know!"
"What if someone's listening in?"
"Stuff 'em."
"Okay, you really want to know?"
"Yes! What could be so bad?"
"Well, it's kinda why you don't remember last night…"
"Yeah…?"
"You know… legends and folklores and stuff?"
"Um, yeah…"
"And you know the show H2O?"
"Yeah. What does this have to do with anything?"
"I'm getting there. All the legends and stuff about full moons…"
"What about 'em?"
"Max, how exactly did we become like we are?"

"A full moon," he replied, realisation in his voice, "Last night was a full moon, wasn't it?"
"Yeah, it was. That's how I figured it out. You know how in H2O whenever they look at a full moon they go loopy and lose control of their powers?"
"Yeah."
From the tone in his voice, I guessed that he was slightly embarrassed about admitting that he watched the show.
"That was you last night. Max, the full moon affects us like that! It all makes sense!"
"What? You mean I was moonstruck last night?"
Disbelief filled his voice.
"Yeah… remember our conversation yesterday about side effects? Well, I've figured out a major one now. We can't look at full moons, or we'll do what you did last night."
"Uh, what exactly did I do last night?"
"Oh… well, your Dad came to pick you up and you saw the moon and basically froze. I quickly figured it out after it started raining, courtesy of you, and was smart enough not to look at the moon. I asked Mum to tell me what type of moon it was and she told me. That's when I realised. You started raising your hand and I rushed to save us. You were starting to scare me – it looked like you were on a Magical Mystery Tour. From the same album, I get a point. I had a hard time making stuff up to our parents about why you were doing what you were doing, so I told them that you were just really nervous about an exam today. They bought it, rather reluctantly though. I told Bob to take you straight home and chuck you in your room and into bed."
"Thank you… for covering for me."
"That's okay. But seriously, what else was I supposed to do? You're my boyfriend, and it's also my secret too. I had to do whatever I could that was believable to hide our secret. There was no way I was going to go 'oh, don't worry about Max. We're moon people with special powers and he's just seen the full moon. He's not quite himself now.' I wasn't going to let them find out."
"Good… it makes sense now."
"What do you mean?"
"Whenever I'm in general moonlight I'm always a bit giddy and off whack with my moods and emotions. As if teenager hormones aren't enough, we've got the moon altering our moods! Anyway, remember our first kiss? We were in the backyard, on the grass, under the moon. We had that discussion about our favourite Beatle and we were being a bit weird, before… it happened."
"Oh yeah, I remember. So whenever it's a full moon, we've got to do everything in our power to avoid looking at it, okay?"
"Yep. Okay Sades, I've got to get ready for school now. Dad's yelling at me."
"Okay. I've got to go too. See ya later."
We made kissing sounds into the phone.
"Bye. Don't let it get to you all day."
"I'll try not to. Bye, love ya."

We hung up. I was still a bit tense from the conversation that I barely noticed the 'love ya' at the end. Was it just a conversation ender or a real declaration? Didn't we get over the topic about not actually loving each other yet, seeing as how we haven't know each other that long? Oh well. I decided not to let it get to me and focused on my school work for once since meeting him.

A/N: Okay guys, so what do you think about the little twist? I basically got the idea from H2O. And what about the fluffiness at the start, did you like it? Do you want to see more Max/Sadie fluffiness? Or something else? Other peoples' fluffiness? Did you not like the lack of Patrick/Anna/Prudence/Tim? YOU GUYS GUVE ME SUGGESTIONS AND TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT! I have future (and I mean way future) stuff planned and practically written for this story, but I need stuff to fill the void! Do you think this story is going to slowly, seeing as how it's been 25 chapters and just over a month in story time? GIVE ME REVIEWS AND FEEDBACK PLEASE! Love ya!