HELLO FELLOW… FLOCK FAMILY! Yayy! That's what I'm gonna call everyone now since we all love writing about the flock! We're our own little flock fam.! Sorry I haven't written in a while, it's just that my life's been pretty messed up lately. Also, last week I was going to but I had a lot on my mind since we had to give away my two Ferrets, Sticky and Beeper. Here's a quick shout out to them- I miss you guys and I'm sorry we couldn't take care of you. L. Just a quick and fair warning: this chappie will have language and will go in between the POV's of the flock on their adventure and Abby and Alex (now known as Fallon and Blake.) oh, and I know it may seem like Gazzy is gone in my story, but on their way to find him… well, you'll just have to wait and see, now won't you? Haha, I know, evilness is in my blood! If you were paying attention earlier you would have noticed that Alex's new name is now Blake, not Hawk. I thought Hawks sounded a little too weird and you'll see why I chose Blake soon enough! Oh, and one last thing, I promise. I said in the last chapter that they were in cages, but they are in a jail cell. Sorry 'bout that! Okay, now for my disclaimer!
DISCLAIMER: Fang: do you own me?
me: … yes? …
Fang: the truth.
me: *sobs uncontrollably* n-n-n-NOOOOOO! Gosh, Fang why? Why must you make me admit it?

Fang: shut up and just say your claimer already

Me: I do own the plot, random person, Abby/Fallon, and Alex/Blake.
DAUGHTER!!!

CARRY ON MY WAYWARD

MAX POV
Okay, I know what you're thinking. What could possibly be in that packet that would make Max nearly die? Um… well…
"Fang… um… I think you should really come over here. I mean, I would stronglyadvise you to come over here, since I don't think I can move a muscle."

Silently –of course –Fang walked over to where I was kneeling and grabbed the papers from my hand. Then the strangest thing happened. Fang, Mr. Cool, Calm, and Collected over here, just COMPLETELY showed emotion. No lie.

If his eyes bulged out of his head any more they would be lying on the floor next to me begging me to put them back into his head. His draw was slightly agape and his hands were uncontrollably shaking.

Slowly he dropped to the ground next to me and closed his mouth to swallow. Opening it again, he turned to look at me.

"Max, I… you… we… oh, Lord… um…" Oh gee, Fang was stuttering. Maybe I shouldn't have shown him these. "Wow, Max. I have a sister. And you have a brother. Oh gosh, now everyone was standing around us. Woops, what now?

Meanwhile somewhere in Death Valley, California…Alex's POV
"Um… Alex, why am I on top of you? And…WHY ARE YOUR HANDS UP MY FUCKING SHIRT?!?!"

Oh, shit. What now? I'm her friend, but she wouldn't even believe me in a situation like this. Would you? Didn't think so.

But you just gotta do what you gotta do.
"You probably won't believe me because, well, you probably won't. But hear me out, okay? You lunged at me, but you weren't yourself. Don't interrupt! Geez. Your eyes were gold-ish. And incase you haven't noticed where we are, LOOK AROUND!" Her eyes scanned our surrounding and then settled back at me. I must have been staring at he for an awful long time because she smirked and chuckled.

"Like what you see? 'Cause you better take a picture since it lasts a lot longer. Now why does my back ache? I don't remember much. Oh, and my neck is bleeding. Pretty bad, too."
I walked over to her and took off my shirt.

"Wow! Hold up there, Buster! Keep that thing on! Now is TOTALLY not the time! Guys can be such pigs," she muttered that last part, I don't think I was meant to hear it. In fact, I don't think I should have been able to hear it. Hm… strange… I grinned and continued to take it off.

"Gosh, Abbz. Hah, I'm not that much of a pig. *snort!* Oops, my bad. No, stupid. I'm taking this off to bandage you up. It's not just your neck, which by the way isn't bleeding any more. Look at your leg."

She looked down and scowled, most likely wishing that I hadn't seen that. Carefully I wrapped it up and whispered that we needed to get out of there.
"Yeah, about that. It can wait a little bit, right? Not a lot, but like, an hour or so. You don't happen to have any tampons or pads on you, do you?"

Of course, we both knew that I didn't, but she must really need something. Oh, you're wondering why there was no flinching going on over here.

Well, my life was pretty much messed up so I basically lived at her house. She was my best friend, my rock, my everything. My one constant, but don't tell anyone that since she would have my head on one of those pointy little sporks of hers. And yours would be next to mine.

Just then a geeky looking male walked into our cell, looked at Abby, and pushed up his glasses, (no offense meant to anyone with glasses –I have them, too!), then looked at me and down at Abby again.

"Yeah, 'excuse me, sir. But since I'm female and all, you wouldn't happen to have any unmentionables, now would you?"
The man, Eugene his name tag read, looked startled and then a little excited. He bolted out of the room and left us on the floor bewildered.

Abby looked at me and said, "Well, that wasn't weird at all! I just hope he comes back. And you'd think he'd never heard a person speak or something."
After she said that a package of tampons and pads went flying through the bars on the door. "THANK YOU! I APPRECIATE IT! BUT WHERE AM I SUPPOSED TO GO?!?" She looked at me and motioned for me to turn around after she got no reply.

"You'd think that after all these years of us seeing each other naked and bathing together you wouldn't mind doing that in front of me. Not that I'm objecting or anything because… ew."
She chuckled and I heard her pants zip up. She walked up to me and gave me a big hug. Another person in a white lab coat barged through the door only this time it was a woman.
"Vell, hello zere." Hah, she has a funny accent. Hahaha!

"My name is Elsa Ter Borcht. You see, ve did not know zat our experiments had ze proper reproductive organs. So you have two options. Ze first and simplest is zat you two do Ya-Yas togeza. (A/N: she said ya-yas together [meaning sex dingbats]) Ze ozer (other) option is zat you two never see each otzer again. Eizer (either) vay ve vill be taking ze both of you out of here in tventy (twenty) minutes. Choose visely."

Great! Now we have to decide. And if "I-talk-vith-a-veird-accent" lady was telling the truth then maybe I just found our way out.

thanks for reading. i had to rewrite this a bunch of times cuz it never downloaded right! UGH! hope u liked it! tell me in a review what i should add cuz i might suddenly and abruptly get writers block. possibly. the thoughts just kinda come to me. let's see... hope for another chappie this week or next! definitely over X-Mas Break! g2g! R&R! peace love reviews

~the AbBbBsTeRz