Can't think of much to write for an author's note today. I got my math homework done. Yay!! Wahoo!! Leblanc Patates is a real restaurant in Huntingdon and it does have good fries and hot dogs.
Fang POV
"Okay," said Max, "Ready to go to the restaurant?"
Madysen and her colony nodded. They were probably starving. If they needed as many calories a day as the flock, the whitecoats definitely weren't giving them enough. Actually, considering they had bat DNA, they probably needed even more than us.
As we walked to the diner we had planned on going to, I noticed Iggy slide a little closer to Shanyn. Iggy seemed so much happier now that he could see. Most people would be.
After a few minutes, we came to the diner. The flock had eaten here before, back when we were on the run from Erasers, flyboys, and all that fun stuff. Everyone had been amazed with the fries and hot dogs. Even me, and it's not easy to amaze me. It was an ordinary building. The name was on the front, over the door, with the Pepsi logo on either side. The building itself was green and red, with two stories.
"Madysen, what does 'Leblanc Patates' mean?" I heard Shanyn ask.
"Something about white potatoes?" Madysen answered, "But why would they call it that? It's not really something you go around saying every day."
"It's probably called that because of the fries. You have not lived until you have tried the fries and the hot dogs here," Max told her, "They are amazing!"
"You speak French?" I asked Madysen, "Where'd you learn?"
"Um…I don't really know," Madysen answered, "One day a labman was carrying a paper written in French, and I just read it. I can also change an objects structure at will, and Natalca can move stuff with her mind. She's not that good at it, but she's getting better."
"Can you read other languages?" asked Gazzy.
"Yeah. I can speak 'em, too. I know Latin, Portuguese, German, Spanish, Atlantian, Inuit, Russian, Italian, Ukrainian, Icelandic, Jamaican, Slovakian, Mandarin, Japanese, a whole bunch of native languages, a whole bunch you've never heard of, Egyptian, lots of dead languages, and I think every language there is, and ever has been."
"Well then you can order lunch!" said Max, clearly pleased, "Last time we ate here, we spent almost twenty minutes trying to use sign language to tell the people what we wanted."
Madysen nodded, and then we went into the restaurant. At the counter, the lady took Madysen's order, and Madysen told it to her in flawless French.
"Bonjour, Madame," said the lady at the cash register, who I could see by her nametag, was called Genevieve, "Ca va tu?"
"Bien, merci," said Madysen, "Peu-j'avoir vingt-sept hot-dogs, douze soudes, six jus d'oranges, et ving-sept frit ?J'ai un fete d'anniversaire chez moi. "
"Oui," said Genevieve.
A few minutes later, Genevieve handed us our food, saying "Ici vous etes."
There was so much, it overflowed off of five trays. She checked the price, and when the digital numbers showed up on the cash register, showing the total price to be $109.96, Max handed Madysen the MaxRide card. Genevieve looked at Madysen when she handed it to her, clearly comparing Madysen's face to the picture of Max on the card. Madysen told her, "Elle ne parle pas de francais, donc j'ai du l'ordre."
Genevieve nodded, then handed us our food. We went to go sit down at a table by the window. The colony was having a hard time not lunging for the hot dogs, by the looks of it. Max divided up the food, giving everyone three hot dogs, three packs of fries, and two drinks. When the colony started eating their food, the flock didn't even try to stop them. Natalca actually ended up choking on her fries, because she couldn't get them into her mouth fast enough.
When we finally left, everyone seemed a lot more energized. Taking off, I saw the little restaurant of Leblanc Patates get smaller and smaller.
After a few more hours of flying, our home came into view. A few minutes later, Max gave the signal for us to start heading down. This time, Madysen, Shanyn, and Natalca recognized it and angled toward the ground again. As we neared the ground, Madysen and Natalca landed with no problems other than a bit of stumbling, but Shanyn did something different. She flew in the direction of the big oak tree in our backyard, and I thought she was going to crash into it, but she stuck her feet out and caught a branch of the tree in the back of her knee, literally landing upside-down in the tree, like a bat. "What the heck was that?!" shouted Max.
"Instinct?" Shanyn guessed, "It was a lot easier than landing on the ground. I don't know why I did it, I just did. I wasn't paying much attention to where I was going, and I started to go in the direction of the tree, but I was doing it on purpose, subconsciously. And then I stuck out my legs and landed on the tree. How do I get down?"
"Reach your arms up to the branch your legs are on, yeah, just like that," Iggy instructed, "Now let your feet drop, and hop down."
Shanyn followed Iggy's instructions gratefully, landing lightly on the ground at the end. She smiled at the end, "Thanks, Iggy," she said.
"You're welcome," said Iggy
Shanyn POV
I had no idea what had just happened. I supposed it was an instinct because of my bat DNA, and I didn't know about it because I had never flown before. It had been weird. I felt like I just had to land on the tree. Like I had to breathe, or blink. It wasn't something I could have avoided. I also hadn't been able to get down. Iggy had needed to help me, making me feel like an idiot. An extremely incompetent idiot. An idiotic incompetent idiot. I could go on, and on.
For now, Max didn't seem to care. She ordered everyone inside, and Iggy started to cook supper, since it was almost 7:00. When he was done, I looked at the meal. Madysen and Natalca did as well.
It appeared to be somewhat like what we had eaten at Leblanc Patates. The fries were thicker, and instead of a hot dog, there were strips of crispy meat.
"Chicken fingers and fries," Angel told us, "Chicken fingers are like strips of meat, and they're cooked in a deep fryer so that they get nice and tender on the inside, but really crispy on the outside."
I took a bite of the chicken fingers, since I already knew what the fries tasted like. The chicken fingers were really good! Exactly as Angel had described them. It was as though she could read my mind sometimes. A little bit scary, actually.
"I can," she said.
"Can what?"
"Read you're mind. It's not scary after a little while, you get used to it. I am not a freak!" she said, turning to Max.
"Teasing!" smiled Max, "And yes, you are! We all are! I can fly the speed of a jet, Iggy can feel colours, Fang turns invisible, Gazzy mimics voices, Nudge is magnetic, Shanyn heals boo-boos, Madysen speaks languages I've never even heard of, and Natalca…what do you do?"
"I shoot laser beams out of my eyes," she said sarcastically, "I don't do anything yet. But I hope I can do something soon. It's annoying being surrounded by superhero freaks."
"It's okay, Natalca," I said in a mock soothing voice, "Maybe you'll be able to fly one day! How cool would that be?!"
"Oh my God! That would be amazing! I would know, I developed that talent this morning!" she said sarcastically.
Everyone laughed. After we finished eating, Max showed us to the room that the three of us would have as our bedroom. There was a bunkbed one the right side wall, and a couch on the left. "My mom and step-sister visit us sometimes, and this is where they usually stay. For now, it'll be your room."
Max walked out, leaving us to get settled in to our room. There was enough room for the three of us, and the few clothes we had bought today. One of us would have to sleep on the couch. Hmmm. Madysen and I could probably join forces and make Natalca do it. (That's for not reading my story, Natalka!! Ahhh, sweet revenge.) After a few minutes to get our stuff in the dresser, we went join the flock in watching a movie in the living room.
The movie, called Shanghai Knights, was really good. It was also pretty long, so that by the end, everyone was yawning, and my head was resting on Iggy's shoulder. He had slyly draped an arm around me sometime during the movie, but for some reason, I couldn't bring myself to care.
Finally the end credits came on, and Max told everyone it was bedtime. Gratefully, I staggered to my room, pulled on a pair of pajamas, then crawled into bed, ready to catch up on much needed z's.
Max POV
After the movie, Fang and I walked like zombies to our room, changed into pajamas, and climbed into bed. Before we could fall asleep, Fang rolled me over to face him, wrapping his arm around my waist and pressing his lips to mine. Immediately I surrendered, wrapping my arms around his back and locking his body against mine. After a few more minutes of passionate kissing, we ended up with me lying on top of him, tracing my fingers across his chest, which, thanks to my zombie-like state while changing, was bare. He had left his shirt on the floor while I had changed.
Eventually, we decided it was time to get to sleep.
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I finally put some Fax in the story. Satisfied, SanraitaFang? Of course not, you're very greedy. Ooh! I know a good threat! Send reviews or I will no longer write any Fax! EVER!! Mwah hah hah!! I am evil! No math homework today!! Trust me, that is a rare treat. One more thing. VERY IMPORTANT!! My story will be renamed Bats and Birds in ONE week. So that's June ummm. The first wednesday in june, or sometime around then. READ THAT AND UNDERSTAND WHAT IT MEANS. If you did not understand it, ask someone for help.