A/N: ZOMG guys I am sooooo sorry about taking FOREVER to update. I've been really busy and I haven't updated for four weeks now? Ok I'll go for a double update and another story….. r&r, hope you like it

Disclaimer: don't own maximum ride because if I did, I would have probably never finished and published it, XD!

Warning: Don't read my parody. Trust me you'll regret it. I regret writing it but my shrink said to never take down post. JK!

P.S. Should I do a Fang and Dylan's POV?

Code: if it's in italics and () like so… (italics) it is the persons point of views thoughts. And of course if it's in () and has the A/N: like so… (A/N:) than that is my comment. So it may be a bit drably, and the chapters a bit short, but I think it's better than my Son of Neptune fic (I forgot what it was called I know I'm a fail XD). So I think that pretty much it oh wait, I (very sadly) don't own Maximum Ride, if I did Fang wouldn't have left, and Dylan would have died a slow painful death (I didn't kill him under special request, nope I get my revenge later, if you want to see it but, you will have to wait for that mwa hahahaha!)

Ages: Max-turning 20 Iggy-19 Ella-19

Fang- turning 20 Gazzy-13 Angel -11 Dylan- 20 (or 6 if you count actually age.)

Three Hundred Days After Fang

Iggy's Point of View

Finally! Max was out of her room! I was so close to killing Nudge, who wouldn't shut up about Max. Max here, Max not a problem (total oxymoron!) One less thing I had a problem with. Ella, god Ella, wouldn't talk to me, and is probably avoiding me since I told her where I was taking her last week.

*Flashback*

"Hey Ella?" I asked uncertainly if this went o.k. then the rest should go o.k. right? "Yeah," she answered sleepily, it was almost midnight, and we were cuddled up on the couch. "I need to ask you something." She shifted slightly away from me. "Um, O.k." she answered uncertainly. "Not here how about we go out to dinner? What about the Grotto?" nice one Iggy. "O.k. sure," she answered her voice a little guarded now. What did I do? She got up from the couch. I missed her presence right next to mine. "I'm going to bed, wanna come?" she asked. "Nah, I'll see you in the morning." God, what was wrong with me passing up an opportunity like that? "Ok, night Iggy" her voice sounded wrong to me now. I knew then that I had screwed up, BIG TIME! Way to go Iggy!

*End of Flashback*

I stood up off the couch, the same place Ella and I had been sitting a week ago. I looked across the coffee table to where Max was sitting(or where I'm pretty sure she was sitting)

"Can you help me with dinner?" I asked, oh so innocently. Max looked up from the T.V. screen, stood up, and probably glared at me. It was so steely I could feel it through my blindness.

"Why?" She asked, putting all of the steel that was in her glare into her voice, probably to make sure all that steel wasn't lost on me. Yep, I'm dead. I swear I could hear Gazzy sneaking away upstairs, abandoning his favorite T.V. show to escape Max's wrath.

"C'mon, I need to talk to you." I said, getting frustrated, and tripping over the table that SOMEONE moved over a foot, causing me to trip over it and land hard on my stomach. Nice. Gazzy was going to pay for that.

"I'm rolling my eyes Ig. " Max announced. Great to have my pain in the ass sister back. I got up, and tried to act like it didn't happen. I walked AROUND the table, grabbed her hand, and dragged her into the kitchen.

Max's Point of View

This was so weird. Honestly, it was so odd that it had me freaking out so much; I may have moved the coffee table slightly over an inch. Or two. I know, I'm a terrible person for picking on the blind bird kid, but he was REALLY FREAKING me out! I mean come on, In the ten years we have lived together, we should know there is a reason I DO NOT cook. (Let's hope you never experience my *oh so wonderful cooking* first hand. ) So on a level of one to ten on the weirded out scale, I'm at a twelve. And I don't deal with anxious bird kids very well. Like Dylan. Am I pushing Iggy away too? Like how I lost my brother, my twin brother, and my best friend, the love of my life? I couldn't deal with the loss of my metaphoric son too. I sat down , preparing my argument for why he shouldn't leave. I was perched at one of the chrome bar stools. Taking a deep breathe, and putting on my leader face, I began.

"Iggy you're not going to…" He slammed down the pot he was filling.

"Why not!" He demanded. O.k. if I go down, I'll do it fighting.

"We couldn't take it if you did! You are not doing it!"

"You are not stopping me! I'm an adult, You are not stopping me! I'm the freaking same age as you, so is Ella, and if she says eyes, we are going to either way. " Oh, no Ella. She couldn't deal with it if Iggy left, he was her world. (Her words not mine.)

"You INSENSITIVE, JERK….." and this is where the light bulb goes on. " what do mean you and Ella will if she says yes?"

"Yes, I'm going to ask her tomorrow to marry me, and you ARE NOT stopping me!" He was in my face practically foaming at the mouth. MARRY? Well this certainly took an interesting turn.

"Oh My God!" I squealed. (A/N: Nudge moment hahahaha, no offense Nudge, love ya!) His face suddenly softened as if realizing my mistake. God, PMSing much, I mean really! Wild blood thirsty Eraser on moment, and caring sweet Iggy the next, wooow. I don't care though, I'm too happy to care.

"When did you ask her?" I hated that squeal that wouldn't go away. I was a little hurt Ella didn't tell me, but then again, I have been a little preoccupied lately.

"Tomorrow." He answered, his face lighting up like the Iggy we all know and love. Phew! I didn't miss anything. My world is right side up again. My sister is getting married! To Iggy! Oh my god, my sister is getting married to Iggy. Iggy who is practically my son. Crap…

"Max, are you okay?" Iggy's voice brought me out of my excited/creeped outtidness. He walked around the bar to where I was sitting on the stool, and I uncharacteristically threw myself at him. Squishing the life out of him, I find it amazing he had enough air to hug me back and laugh.

"I'm so happy for you guys!" and I really was. But it was sad too. We were all grown up now. I wander if Fang is too.

iheartligers's point of view

awwwww! Some Fax emotion, and family fluff. I'm so proud, another chapter over one thousand words. Hey should I do another Maximum Ride fic or a Hunger Games fic? It would be set in our time, and no wings or hunger games, which ever you guys choose. Review if you love Fax, and think they are destinied for each other, please and thank you! Love all of you who reviewed or favorited. You will all give a shout to all of you guys next time I update. Be back soon!:)~ tee hee it's a genie.

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