A/N: A short one, sort of a teaser chapter.

SPOILERS FOR NEVERMORE************

The idea came to me when I thought about Angel being the Voice. She could just use the Voice and have Max bring her breakfast in bed.

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Enjoy!

I woke up with a need to make breakfast. I needed to make breakfast, and bring it to Angel's bed. I hopped out of bed, bent on fulfilling my mission. It felt like everything I thought I wanted, Fang, safety, a home for the flock, was all wrong. What I wanted was to make Angel breakfast in bed. It was my destiny—I was here on Earth to make Angel breakfast.

I walked downstairs, took out some bacon and waffles from the freezer. I knew what to do, like I was somebody else. I watched myself put them in the microwave, punch in some numbers, and wait. I got out the orange juice and poured a tall glass. The microwave dinged, and I put the waffles and bacon on a plate. I took out butter, spread it on the waffles, and then poured maple syrup on them.

I walked upstairs, still dazed. I had just cooked successfully. No way. I opened the door to Angel's room. She was sitting up, wide awake. She snapped her fingers just as I handed her the tray.

All my tiredness and headache came back in a rush. I wasn't feeling the bliss, or the faraway feeling.

"ANGEL! Did you mind-control me into making you breakfast?" I asked, indignant. She smiled through a huge mouthful of waffle.

"I was too tired to get up," she explained innocently. As if that justified everything. I frowned at her but she turned her Bambi eyes onto high. I just shrugged and tried to go to my room.

I walked through the hallway like a zombie. Suddenly, a pair of strong arms wrapped me into a hug. I barely had time to process it was Fang. You guys are just too cute, Angel thought at me.

I leaned into him, feeling tired and dizzy all of a sudden. He held me up though the rest of me was shutting down.

! #$%^&*

Fang held her quietly, breathing in her familiar smell. His day was really looking up. He felt her weight drop on him, and he struggled to hold her upright.

"Max?" he asked. No reply. Her soft breathing told him she had fallen asleep. Great. Fang picked her up and carried her down the stairs. He set her down on the couch and wrapped a blanket around her. She didn't wake up, and Fang left, leaving her in her dreams.

"ZOMG," Nudge breathed. Angel was right behind her.

"Iggy has sleeping pills," Angel said. Nudge looked over at her, and evil expression on her face.

"Go get them and a glass of water. Quick!" Nudge whispered, and Angel ran off. Max was already stirring in her sleep.

"Fang?" she asked, not really awake. Nudge gulped, not knowing what do to.

"Y-yeah?" she said, in the deepest voice she could manage. Apparently it was an okay impersonation, because Max nodded slightly and turned over, luckily still asleep. Nudge breathed a sigh of relief.

Angel came in carrying the glass of water and the pill. Nudge fed the pill into Max's mouth, and splashed water on top until she finally swallowed. It would knock her out for an hour or two. Just enough time to continue with Operation Princess.

! #$%^&*

"Fang?" I asked weakly, struggling to wake up from a deep sleep. I heard a distinctly Nudge-like voice mutter, Is that all she can say?

I fluttered my eyes open. My eyelids were heavy, gooey almost. I felt scratchy cloth under me. Me eyes opened more and I registered the hot pink color. I was wearing a full-sized fluffy, puffy, pink princess gown.

"Get me out of this!" I shrieked.

"Hey, you're up," Angel chuckled.

"I liked you better when all you could say was 'Fang'," Nudge added, laughing.

I glared at the two girls and they just giggled more.

"Oh Fangy! Iggy! Gasser! She's ready!" Angel called. The rest of the flock came in. Gazzy had a camera. I screeched and tried to cover my face. My hands came back full of pink and black goop. They had put makeup on me.

I ran after the flock, Gazzy still clicking pictures. They ran outside, but I tripped on my pile of pink. I ripped it off, glad at the last moment that they had left my pajamas on under. I snapped my wings out and flew up into the air.

Most of the flock had scattered, but Fang was hovering in the air, waiting for me. He smirked at the sight of me.

"The beauty turned back into a beast," he remarked. I stuck my tongue out at him.

"You looked pretty," he remarked.

"I hope you didn't like Princess-Max better than me, because you'll never see her again," I warned.

He just grinned at me and shot off. I roared and tried to catch him. He was too fast, so I used my super-speed to catch him. I kind of overshot and flew right past him. He laughed and headed down to the front door where everyone was lining up.

"Dr. M is making breakfast!" Gazzy called up. I nodded and landed lightly with the others, not even mad at them anymore. I went in and closed the front door behind me.

Ella was at the table, looking tired but dressed for school. She was munching on some cereal.

"I'm making eggs!" she called to us. We all nodded. Mom knew our favorites: poached for Iggy, scrambled for Fang and Nudge, omelet for Gazzy, and fried for Angel and I. I mean seriously, who eats fancy things like poached eggs early in the morning? Oh wait, Iggy does.

We all sat down at the table, showering a few feathers from our random flying. Mom passed out plates with our respective eggs, and Ella ran out to go to school. Angel started chewing her way through her second breakfast. Greedy little kid. Hey, I heard that!

As I was eating and ignoring Angel's glares, Mom said goodbye to us and left for work. It was a typical Tuesday for us here at the flock.