Maximum Ride is property of James Patterson. Kisha Reaper, Deveann, and Lash are property of ME! Kumali is property of Jwan!

12:07 A.M. Still feel like crap. Better now. It's so hard to recover from murdering someone when you have to write about their deaths. I would hate to be an obituary columnist. Hate it like heck. On a lighter note, this story will be very laid back for the time being. When we get out of the sad sappy stuff, the current phase, we will be into the cutsie/fun/love stuff again. During the love stuff there will be much randomness and then the random stuff gets a part of its own. So we have something to look forward to, yes? I have been writing every little thing that pops into my mind and it's pretty sick. The two random things I've written about while waiting for reviews is everyone's reaction to Max's loud moaning while she and Fang are making out and Max and Kisha shopping for underwear. Funny, granted, but still really sick. I'm so not reading that to you, Jwan.

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Max's POV

Fang explained for the fiftieth time that all I really needed was a first aid kit and we'd be on our way but the doctors insisted I stay. I wasn't letting them see my wings. That's when the flock arrived. Angel's lit up face just made my day brighten and everything almost felt normal for a moment. She clung to me. "Max!" She cried. Kisha was talking to some police officers. They looked astonished for a moment. Kisha just stared, blinking at the two. They all laughed nervously in unison and the brunette handed her a cell phone. She gave me a wink and big thumbs up when she saw I was staring.

"You're gonna be okay, right Max?" Gazzy squeezed my hand.

"Of course she's gonna be okay, you ding bat! Since when has Max not been okay?! Max will always be there for us! No matter what Max will be just fine cuz Fang will always be there to protect her! I don't ever want to hear something as stupid as that come out of your mouth again!" Nudge scolded. I smiled up at Kumali and Deveann. Kumali pressed Iggy's hands to my lips and Iggy smiled back.

"Guess what?!" A new found happiness seemed to pour out of Kisha.

"What...?" I said hesitantly.

"Meet Rita and Tina!" She showed off the two police officers.

"Hi..." I waved lazily. "Kisha, have you finally lost it?" I whispered.

"Guess who they're related to?!" She squealed.

"Santa." I ventured. Fang chuckled.

"No silly!" Yup, she's lost it. "Dr.Washington!"

"What!" I screeched standing up. "You're kidding!"

"NO WAY! They're his nieces! No joke! They know about us and Dr.Washington is coming here to take us home!"

"Home?" The word hardly ever left my lips.

"Well their home, and only for two days cuz guess what else?" I wasn't sure I could handle a what else.

"What?"

"Mom's finished remodeling! We can live with Mom, now!"

"Yes!" I couldn't help it, I hugged her. After such an abhorrently sucky day, good news was such a relief. I started crying again.

"It's all over!" Kumali squealed.

"Yay!" Nudge and Angel did a little victory dance.

"It all seems too easy doesn't it?" Deveann sighed.

"OH! SHUT UP! THAT'S HOW LIFE IT SUPPOSED TO BE! I'M SUPPOSED TO BE ABLE TO BE HAPPY AND LIVING WITH PEOPLE WHO LOVE YOU IS SUPPOSED TO BE EASY!" Kisha hollered at him.

"Fine, fine. We get it." Fang shrugged. It's so hard to get these guys to be happy.

"Ugh!" Kumali cried in frustration. "Be happy! I command you!" She screamed, pointing at him. Well, it semi-worked. Iggy and Deveann broke out into uproarous laughter. Fang choked back a laugh. "Goodness sakes, I'm too tired to think off a good way to threaten you." She wiped her forehead.

"Whose up for lunch?" Rita or Tina asked.

"Me." We said all at once.

Over lunch, naturally, we talked about the grossest things. "What're we going to do with the body?" Gazzy asked. Rita's (brunette) eyes bugged out like, "What is with you people?!"

I sighed. "I guess we should give it back to the parents and they can have a funeral."

"I wanna have a funeral for Lash." Nudge moaned through mashed potatoes.

"Her name is Natalie." Angel corrected.

"We can still have a funeral without the body." Kisha rolled her eyes.

"Tonight we're praying for her, even those of you who aren't sure about religion yet." Deveann commanded.

"Yes, that's a good idea." Kumali agreed.

"What if they sell her dead body to science?" Fang pondered. Lina (blond) spit out her drink.

"Why are you guys talking about this at the table?!" She screeched. We all shrugged.

"Well, I doubt they would do that. You say the article. Dr. Church loved his daughter very much. I doubt he would do that to her. They might cremate her, though." Kisha thought aloud.

"Burn her? I never really got the point of cremation." I chimed in. I conveniently left out the part about closing the gosh darn door. Get it? Cuz the song says- aw whatever. Kisha just shrugged.

"I dunno. It's really up to them what happens to her body isn't it?" Kumali asked. "I mean, they brought her into this world. If they truly loved her I have no problem with them choosing how she goes out of it."

"I'm sure if they got to choose exactly how she went out of it they wouldn't have had her be seduced to death." Deveann scoffed.

"What?" Rita coughed.

"Oh, shut up." Fang snarled.

"I would've found it to be a fairly enjoyable death." I shrugged.

"Of course you would have." Iggy laughed menacingly.

"What's that mean?!" Just I was pelted int eh head with a spoon full of mashed potatoes. I opened my mouth to scold him.

"Food fight!" Angel cried and thus the flinging of food began. The one way you do not want to see a person you really care about for the first time in years is covered with gravy, applesauce, and beef. As well as sitting next to his nieces, who looked like mashed potato snow women. Dr.Washington came into the room and started laughing. Somehow, his laugh mad everyone smile along with him because we knew we could trust him. He wasn't like Jeb. He would never do that to us. It may sound too good to be true, but for once in our lives, it wasn't.

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And so begins the HAPPY! stage. I did this souly on your request, Nifty one, feel special. It is now 12:50 A.M. Wowy. My back hurts. I guess I'm sorta sleepy but I'm mostly just hungry. Ah, I want some Coke. I'd probably get some if it weren't in my spooky downstairs that I don't go into unless my parents are awake or a friend is with me. Kissies! Please Review!