(Max POV)

"Cookie are you okay? You didn't order very much." Iggy said biting into a piece of bread. Cookie shivered and buried her face deeper into Fang's shirt.

"She said that her stomach hurts. I ordered more for her than she actually wanted. She just wanted some bread and water. I thought that maybe if she ate a little her stomach would start to feel better." Fang sighed and rubbed Cookie's back.

Now that I think of it, Cookie hasn't been eating nearly as much as she should with her high metabolism (comes with the wings.) especially after not being able to eat for so long. I thought a little longer then it dawned on me, she had never been outside the school, meaning she had never been able to eat enough when she got food or had food withheld for entire days on end. Cookie's stomach wasn't yet used to all the different food we've been feeding her. She also isn't used to having so much food at one time. I mentally sighed, when this whole Institute thing is over we're going to need to work on that. I was suddenly brought out of my thoughts when what seemed to be the manager cleared his throat.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked in a mock cheerful tone.

"Yes, it seems you have ordered an unreasonable amount of food." The manager said in a sickly sweet tone(making my blood boil.)

"Well we have the money to pay for it so will you please just give us our food." I replied, trying not to raise my voice and scare Cookie.

"Well, I do believe Jason here told you that you ordered too much food." The manager quipped, a look of mock patience gracing his roundish face.

I nodded and tightened my grip on the tablecloth, this man was not trying to get on my good side. Iggy tensed and groaned in frustration, " This is stupid. C'mon Gasser, let's just split and eat someplace else, okay?"

"Okay," said the Gasman uncertainly.

"Fine," I said tensely, standing up quickly. I motioned for the rest of the flock to follow, prompting Fang to stand up and place Cookie on his hip. "We're going. The food's probably lousy here, anyway."

That's when the cops showed up.

Who called the cops?

Were they even real cops?

I wasn't planning on sticking around to ask them.