Sorry I haven't updated lately! Been really busy! Okay, FYI 11 is set in the future, probably when Max and Fang are 20-ish!

7.) Tag -Max POV

"Please play with us, Max?" Gazzy said, grabbing my hand with both of his and trying to pull me up off the ground.

"Fine!" I finally gave in after ten minutes of our younger members of the flock whining for me to play tag with them. "Fine. No flying! I'm too tired," I said, after our long day of roaming through the streets of Rome. "And no using super speed or anything. Let's try to be normal?"

"Yay!" They said, all three of them pulling my up on the ground. I walked towards the middle of the yard, and the kids followed. Angel had her, well, Angelic smile plastered on her face. Gazzy's eyes were such a vibrant blue they were hard to look at. And Nudge? Nudge was rambling on about how happy she was for me to "hang out" with them.

"Okay. Okay. I'm it?" Gazzy asked; that was more of a rhetorical question. Gazzy was always it first. The girls nodded.

I looked back at Fang, who was sitting on the ground where I used to be, and guess what? He was smirking. That's so unlike Fang. And then his face was suddenly pale white, his eyes wide, and his jaw dropped open.

Gazzy pushed me hard into the sort-of-muddy ground while screaming, "You're it, Max!". I landed on my face, which was now covered in sloppy dirt.

"Gazzy," I growled, pushing myself up to my hands and knees. "I am so not it!"

8.) Whipped Cream? -Iggy POV

Max and Fang were being extremely annoying today. All flirty, and lovey-dovey. I ignored them, because the rest of the flock didn't seem bothered by them. But, ugh! They were so agitating.

Angel grabbed her container of ice cream first, I could hear as she used the giant spoons to put toppings on top, and then she plopped on the couch with her while watching TV. Then Gazzy, and Nudge, and Max did the same.

"Max, want a cherry?" Fang asked. They were giggling about something again. Whatever it was, it couldn't be that funny. Now I could here them kissing. Gross! I rolled my sightless eyes.

"Hey, Max? Whipped cream?" I asked, taking the can and pointing it at her face, covering her in a beam of whipped cream.

I could feel her glare; the dagger eyes penetrating through me. "No thanks, what about you?" She asked, squirting me with a different can.

"Thanks, I was just about to get some!"

9.) Where? -Angel POV

"I can't find her!" Nudge yelled, her voice traveling through the whole apartment. "I looked everywhere!" She plowed through the living room, throwing the couch-pillows on the floor and searching under cushions.

"Everywhere?" Max asked, following close behind her, looking around the room.

"I looked everywhere," Nudge repeated.

"Nudge, did you check under your bed?" I asked, after taking a giant gulp of orange juice.

"Of course I-no, be right back!" She yelled, bursting into her room. I could hear her ripping apart her bed (quite literally), and she appeared a few minutes later with the tortoise in her hands. "Swimmy escapes a lot...How could I not have thought to check under my bed?"

"I knew she was under your bed, Nudge. I can read her mind, remember?" I grinned and she glowered for a couple seconds, but then she started rambling again. What's new?

10.) I Need Some! -Max POV

"Can I have a skittle?" Fang asked, as the others took off into different parts of the fair.

"Cell phones?" I yelled to them. Each flock member pulled their cell phone out of their pockets and waved it in the air, their backs facing me. "Call if you need me!" I yelled, then turned to Fang. "No, get your own skittles."

"Please, Max?" He begged, pouting. His face was flashing with color because of the lights from the booths and rides.

"Nope."

"Please?"

"No, Fang!" I yelled, trying to keep a stern face.

"Maxy, come on!" He snatched the bag of skittles from my hand and I giggled, while taking a new pack out of my pocket. "No way! You're so greedy. You're just a skittle hog," he tipped his head back and poured a few into his mouth.

"Yeah, I know," I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him through the crowd. "Let's get more, I need to stock up for tomorrow."

11.) City -Fang POV

I read the address again, making sure I was at the right building, then stepped inside. There was a small lobby with multiple elevators and two stair cases, and two hallways. It was on the twelfth floor, that I knew, and room 227.

I climbed the twelve flights of stairs, because I hated small confined spaces such as elevators. After a long two minutes of stepping up, I got to the long hallway and looked at the doors set about twenty feet apart on either side. I glanced at the numbers...201, 203, 2 05, and so on. I walked down the hallway until I got to room 227, and knocked on the door.

"One sec!" She called. Max appeared at the doorway a few moments later, and her face lit up when she saw me. "Hey!" She pulled me into her apartment, shut the door, and kissed me before I could even answer.

"I've missed you," I admitted, and kissed her back, stroking her dirty blond hair.

"The rest of the flock is coming soon," She looked at a clock hanging on the wall. "They're supposed to be here in ten minutes, actually."

"And we're all sleeping over?" I looked around her tiny apartment, with a family room, bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen.

"Yup," she sighed, putting her hands on her hips and looking up at the ceiling. "How on earth did I survive all those years with the flock?"

"You had me," I winked. "Besides, sleeping in the subway wasn't that bad," I smirked, and waited for her response.

Just as I suspected, she glowered for a few second, then smiled wryly. Then she wrapped her arms around me and giggled. "Fang!"

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