Chapter Fourteen

"Iggy," I told him. "you have exactly one second to run. Starting…" I looked over at Fang. In a millisecond, we had worked out an attack plan. He would hold Igward down while I got to do the beating. Fang then finished my statement, "Now."

Then, Iggy was on the ground, and my knees were holding him down. I punched him over and over, saying, "You take that back, you incredibly sexist pig, or I swear to God that I will make your life a living hell. Take it back now. Huh? What did you say? I can't hear you. Louder!"

"Okay! Mercy! Stop! Please don't kill me! I'm too young to die!" He cried. Wimp.

Of course Iggy just had to wake up the rest of the flock.

"Max? what's goin' on?" asked the Gasman.

"Nothing sweetie. Why don't you go back to bed?" I answered him, concealing my anger as best as I could.

Then I saw the intense look of wonder on angel's face as she opened her mouth. We. Were. So. Doomed. "I know what happened!" she exclaimed joyfully. "Max was trying to flirt with Fang: and they kissed. Max accidentally moaned, and Iggy woke up. He said something, and Max and Fang tackled him. Max, what's sex?" she finished her speech by directing that dangerous question at me.

Then Iggy mischievously put in: "Yeah, Max. What is sex?"

Everyone looked over to me as cheeks became redder and redder. What do I do; what do I do?

"Umm, well… it's when-"

Fang decided to put me out of my misery. "Angel, you'll learn when you're older. Okay?"

I shot a grateful smile his was and got his version of a 'your welcome' smile- a slight upward twitch of his lips.

"Ok, I guess. But I really, really wanted to know," she whined.

"Angel-" I started, only to be cut off by Nudge.

"Look, Angel. You really, really, really don't want to know. It's weird stuff that grown-ups do that they think is fun. I wonder why, 'cause it's way gross. It's like-" ramble produced by my mocha colored little (adopted) sis cut off curtesy of moi. And my 'shut up now' glance that I shot her way.

I sighed. Looking up to the sky- which was turning peach by the rising sun, I said to the others, "Okay, guys. We're gonna hurry up and head on out of here. How would you guys like to see Mom, Ella, and the dogs?"

"I'm always up for seeing the love of my life."

"Oooh! I wanna see Ella. We can talk about everything! Like, shopping, boys, fashion, school(real school), music,…" take a wild guess who that was.

"It's got a kitchen and food, right. Then I guess I'm in." said our fully-recovered chef.

"Cool!"

"Awesome! Free choco-chip cookies!" Right on, Gazzer.

"Sure." Wow. Fang actually responded. For once.

Angel giggled, hearing my thoughts, probably.

I decided to let it go and said, "Ok, guys! Lets pack and fly!"

We cleaned up camp and burst into the morning sky. Back on schedule.