Eatin' my GOLDEN OREO COOKIES, dun-nanana, there so orgasmic, dun-nanana, I can't get enough!

Dun-nanana, but thanks to writing this story I've just about wanted to puke them out!

DUN-NA-NA-NA! (be trollin')

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Chapter Three:

"No buts!" Mr. Crumbs sighed. She acted just like her father when she was the same age as her children and with a flick of his wand, they were back in England. The ex-proffessor glanced at the newly recognized wizard and grinned.

"May I have some tea and muffins?"

"...fine but don't leave crumbs all over my table, you're going to clean it up." Yup, just like her father, the old man thought.


"Hey freaks!" Ugh, it was that annoying guy, Alexander thought. He clutched his sister's hand and Maria Theresa turned to see him. Arthur Hurlington; he was the bully of their second grade class and they were his main victims. The Greyback twins walked away but were stopped when Arthur ran over to block their path. Maria Theresa sighed and answered.

"Hola, Arturo..."

"Hello Arthur..." The English boy stuck his tongue out at them before making a rude hand gesture toward them. He grinned at them.

"My big brother taught me that."

"I bet he did." The two looked at him in annoyance, why did he keep bothering them? The female blinked and tried to mimic it before huffing when she couldn't. Alexander dragged his twin away from the other English boy. Arthur didn't like that and tripped the older twin.

"Hermano!" The nasty boy cackled before he hurried off to his side of the street. The shorter twin helped him up while the taller groaned and clutched his knee. He was a big boy now, he can handle a little scrape. He painfully walked to their apartment door with the help of Maria Theresa and unlocked it. Mason sat there on a chair, exhausted from work as usual, and downing an orange soda. He looked up and grinned at his kids.

"Welcome back, dears!"

"Dad!"

"Papa!" The two tackle-hugged their father who laughed and raised his can to the air to avoid spills. Now they had to wait for Alexandra to pick up Angelica from day care. They sat there in silence till Mason Greyback suggested to watch Doctor Who. Of course, who wouldn't want to watch Doctor Who?


Alexandra clutched her handbag securing her wand as she walked out of her work building, her new canvases tucked under her arm and her guitar secured to her back. She lugged them to her surburban and plopped down into the drivers seat, now was the difficult part. The brunette started her car and drove threw London in search of their small day care center; she glanced down at her tote bag. She looked back onto the road and stopped her car at the small building. She was greeted by her toddler racing from the day care and latching onto her leg; mumbling nonsense about her day. The caretaker scolded the little one and sighed.

"I am so sorry, Mrs. Greyback."

"It's okay, Mrs. Lily, she's just a troublesome one. I should put her on a leash sometimes." The women laughed and bide goodbye; Alexandra picked her daughter up. She faced the smaller brunette toward her and pouted.

"Please, I don't want to go through this again." She placed her squirming child into her car seat and sighed when she began crying. Angelica always wanted to sit up front with her but she would be in danger if she allowed her too. So the mother went with trying to calm her down and promised her a fruit cup when they came hom; needless to say the little girl quieted when the offer was brought up. The drived with the music of classical jazz on and later some swing. Alexandra's favorite, Cab Calloway came on and she felt her fingers tapping the steering wheel and singing along with Cab's voice spilling from the speakers. They came to astop infront of their apartment and the two Greybacks loaded out of the car toward their domain. They were both greeted by the two seven years olds and an excited husband.

"Can we go visit now? We want to meet Mum's family!"

"Por favor, mami!(Please, mommy!)" She bit her lip and handed her daughter over to Mason. The husband tickled his daughters tummy, immitating a giggle from the toddler. Maria Theresa's brown eyes shined with happiness at the thought of meeting her grandparents and uncles. Alexander jumped up and down like the exicted boy he was.

"...Fine. But I want everyone to get ready because I have a feeling that we won't be coming back for a long while." Thank god, it was Friday so the kids wouldn't be missing school. She watched as her kids began to feverently questioned each other on what their grandparents and uncles would like to see. Alexandra rubbed her temples, she felt a headache coming on. Oh God, was she becoming like her dad or what? Mason looked at his wife in worry and side-hugged her while laying his head on her shoulder.

"What's wrong, Brown Eyes?"

"I'm just wondering if Mom and Dad would be happy seeing us together. You know, with kids and all, Dad and my brothers would probably kill you and my mom would be all over her grandchildren. Oh my god, and Harper! I haven't seen her in years and I never told her where I went. I'm such a horrible best friend, does she hate m-!" Mason captured her in a lip lock and both heard Maria Theresa and Alexander make gagging noises. The brunettes chuckled and Mason tilted her head up with his finger.

"Don't worry, love. We can explain everything and avoid any fights; but there is probably no way from keeping my mother-in-law from spoiling our beautiful children. Harper will be mad for you not telling her-" Alexandra frowned.

"-but she'll be too happy with seeing you again. Now let's get packing." Angelica clapped at her parents, as if to say that Mason was right. The female brunette held her daughter's tiny hands and clapped together playfully. She stole the toddler away and walked toward her room before leaving, she stuck her tongue out playfully at the werewolf. She earned a laugh from her husband and looked at her Angelica sitting up in her arms.

"Do you want mama to make magic again?"

"Ya! Magi! Magi!" Alexandra, grabbed her tote and pulled out her wand. The toddler marveled at the beauty of it and touched the tip of her wand and giggled when it sparkled. How weird. The mother waved her wand and her suitcase began to marching over to her dresser and use it's straps to pick up her clothes that would be fit wander the streets of New York City again. Another, smaller suitcase marched toward Angelica's room and began selecting night jamies and sundresses for the Greyback girl. He daughter squealed in excitement and tried to reach for the magical suitcase. Alexandra tapped her hand away and touched the tip of her nose with her index finger.

"Let the magic do the work."

"Okay!" She waved at the black suitcase.

"Hi~!" The suitcase seemed to look up from it's job and waved back with the strap that wasn't occupied by a blouse and pants. She giggled again and continued to wave. The zipper moved and formed a smile. The Greyback woman watched the interaction with a pleasant smile, how adorable! She watched as the other suitcase returned and jumped onto her and Mason's bed, then waving it's strap in a saluting gesture before becoming motionless. The larger suitcase did the same display as the other after finishing placing Mason's clothes in. Angelica whined.

"Bye~!" She waved at the inanimate objects. Alexandra placed her little girl onto her bed before securing the straps and zipping the suitcases shut. Angelice crawled atop her black bag and giggled mischievously. She wagged her finger.

"Don't be like the twins."

"We heard that!" She heard Alexander call from the living room. She hoisted the little one onto her shoulders and grabbed the handles of their things; she found the rest of the family with their bags, Mason rummaging through the seven year old's things. Her husband nodded his head, signaling that they had everything. The raised her wand and began thinking of a chant to say. She had to be specific or they might land in a different country or worse Mars like they had done back then. Then she snapped her fingers.

"Brings us back to Waverly Place, New York City

Zippity-Do-Da-Zippity-Day

Somewhere we no one can find us

Please let it not be day!"

A flash of white was all the family of five could see; then once they blinked they were aquintated with an empty dark street, surrounded by shops, with only one street lamp illuminating there way. The twins cheered in trimphant, they're in New York City, America! Alexandra and Mason looked on in disbelief, everything looked the same as it'd been when they were teenagers! The Waverly Sub Shop was also the same as it'd been when they ran away. Mason checked his wrist watch and winced, it was approximately ten thirty at night here. He looked further down the streets and saw a nearby hotel.

"Let's go to that hotel ovver there and get somerest. We'll see them tomorrow."

"They're probably asleep by now."

"But I'm not even tired."

"Yo tambien! (Me too!)"


The family had woken around six o'clock that day, since the time zones were quiet different from England. Alexandra and Mason were quite nervous to say the least, would this end up in chaos or heartbreak? Both Greybacks watched the twins go window to window, looking at the many items being sold on Waverly Place. Maria Theresa and Alexander then spotted the Sub Shop.

"You don't thi-" Both ran inside and grabbed their cutesy wallets from their bags, Alexandra and Mason soon followed, with her husband hiding his face with a baseball cap. The Sub Station was empty so far. Angelica giggled as she saw her older siblings run to the cash register and look up at the menu. A man behind the counter turned; he had spiky brown hair, green eyes, face sculpted beautifully. It was Max.

"Hey kids, what's up?"

"Hi mister!"

"There's no mister in this establishment but there is a Max." The twenty-two year old flashed a smile, a red head walked by and thumped his head. Max whined.

"Why do you keep doing that, honey?" The red head turned, her hair was about waist length; emerald eyes shining in amusement, she had soft pale skin, and a pretty smile.

"I don't know, habit I guess." Alexandra felt her heart stop, that was the voice of Harper Finkle. The brunette went up to the cash register and placed each hand on her twins shoulders. She heard Mason with Angelica coming over as well.

"Hello; we would like two Metts sandwiches, three NYC sandwiches, four diet cokes, and an apple juice please." Max Russo smiled back at them and Harper finished writing down their order.

"Would that be all?" Both said in unison; Alexandra could catch a glimpse of their interwined hands.

"Yes, thank you."

"Your very much welcome, you'll be order two." The Greyback family headed to a small table and the twins began their own conversation about how their mom's side of the family will be about. A Hispanic woman walked by, she was around the age of forty-seven but none the less still beautiful. Theresa Russo waved at the family and walked back to the counter, picking up the next orders. A man of the same age walked to their table with two trays and settled them down. It was Jerry Russo, still with a set of hair of course. He stood back up with his trays.

"Welcome to the Sub Station, I hope you enjoy our food."

"Thank you, we very much will." Mason said, Jerry's eyes narrowed and looked suspiciously at the capped man.

"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"

*Yup, so Alex still has the tendency to use make but hey! She wouldn't be the Alex we all know and love, right? Yes, my weird ass OTP is Max and Harper, you don't like the pairing, then deal with it. :3

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If any of you are interested in another fic involving the awesome Max Russo, please visit HeroLand's story: A Hero To The Max; an interesting story. I needs me the reviews to live guys, to live!

~FreedomFighter50