Minor Editing Completed

Wow, it's been a while. I freaked out last time about my word count, but a lot of you guys who reviewed made me feel stupid, which was just what I needed. I can't fuss over how many words I type, but how the words come together and form a chapter. Thanks you guys. What would I do without you?

Stupid perfectionist self.

Any-who, Chapter 4! (Crap, I was hoping that would rhyme)

Max's POV

Today should be fun. We're looking at preschools in our area. I've been dreading this day for a long time, but I can't put it off forever. No matter how hard I attempt to.

That would be why I'm up earlier than usual, wrestling with Sky and Star to fix their hair. They have to look a little groomed, right? My husband doesn't seem to think so…

Sure, he can drag his butt out of bed and look perfect, but can I or the girls? No.

"You two need haircuts. We all need haircuts, for that matter." I mumbled while trying to comb a knot out of Sky's blonde hair.

"They look fine," Fang announced as Sky bounced away. I glared, and he sat next to me on the couch. "Don't worry too much. They're beautiful."

"Yes, but not everyone can wake up and look perfect." I muttered under my breath. Fang chuckled a little,

"Thanks so much," His laughter subsided, "But I tend to agree with you. We all need a trim." Standing up, he ruffled my hair in a boyish manner and chased after Sky and Star. Things were actually looking up a little.

Later in Max's POV

Crap. Preschool hunting was a disaster. (Disaster being an understatement) Halfway through the tour of our 1st preschool of choice, Star started to run through the halls. Not that bad… until she started running super fast. She was practically a blur. Luckily, the principle person didn't seem to notice when I ran after her. Then, when the principle asked if we had any questions, Sky slowly raised her hand in the air.

"Yes sweetie?" The woman bent down to Sky's level.

"Is, is your chest really that big?" She pointed at the boobs handing out of her shirt. And she was in her mid forties, people.

"Ugh…ye-yes…" Her face was bright red. Sky continued on,

"Real-ly? 'Cause my mommy's aren't that big. And daddy says that women with big chests are all…" I quickly covered her mouth, afraid of what she might say. The principle basically had steam coming out of her ears.

"Should we leave?" I whispered to Fang after various minutes of silence. He and the principle nodded at the same time, and we left without another word. Looks like that preschool is out. Oh well, it was worth it.

Fang's POV

The next 3 preschools were also busts, and Max glared at me all the way to our next stop. The barber shop, beauty salon, whatever you call it. That was where we were heading. Worst mistake of my life.

At 3, this was going to be both Sky and Star's first haircut. You can imagine what length it was. (Around the lower back area) So yeah, they were a little overdue for a good trim. Max's hair was about waist length, and this was her first haircut in a while as well. Me, I liked my hair at my shoulders, my bangs always in my eyes. I never wanted too much of a change, but that's exactly what I got.

Max and the girls were first to get their hair cut. Sky and Star both looked even more beautiful afterwards. Sky's wavy hair was cut to a length a little shorter than her shoulders, and on her, it was perfect. Star's hair was a little different. Her curly black hair was at her shoulders and a few stray hairs blew this way and that. She looked just plain beautiful. But Max's haircut was what blew me away the most.

Her blonde hair was layered, her bangs sweep out of her eyes. Sleek, sexy and sensible. Just like Max.

All that aside, I was next. My stylists name was Beatrice, and she was new at the haircutting game. That and she was chewing gum and talking nonstop. Definitely not a good combination.

She was actually doing an okay job at first. Her brunette hair with red highlights bounced as she giggled and talked. Then, her cell phone rang.

"I'm sorry, but I need to take this. Is that like, okay?" I nodded, and she flipped the phone open.

"No! No! Are you serious? Oh God, that's hilarious!" She exclaimed, laughing like no one's business.

Just like that, I felt something being dropped into my hair. It was her gum.

"I gotta go. Yeah, call you later!" She rushed to close her phone, attending to my ruined hair. "Oh God, it's gross and sticky! It's not coming out! I need to cut it all out!" She whined, almost in tears. By the time she was finished, over half my hair was lying on the ground.

"This is like, the best I could do. I'm so sorry." She apologized. I was beyond words. Not bothering to respond, I stood up and faced the world as short haired Fang. What a difference it was.

When Max saw me, she couldn't help but laugh. She ended up doubled over, holding her sides.

"Yo-you're hair!" She erupted into another fit of laughing. I grabbed the keys and stormed out to the car, not amused by the tragedy at hand. I loved my long hair!

Max's POV (again)

About at week after the 'hair incident' we took Sky and Star out to an abandoned field to start their flying lessons. The breeze was blowing, and Fang kept glancing over at me, running a hand through his now short hair. I got the message the first time. He was jealous of my hair blowing in the wind. Poor guy… ha, what a hard thing to say with a straight face.

I won't go into many details, but teaching them to fly made me feel like an obnoxious flight attendant. "Fly safely." And, "Keep aloft!" Okay, I didn't say that in particular, but hey. Close enough.

God was amazing to watch them fly. Both perfectly at ease, the girls looked like they had been flying for years beforehand. I smiled as Star landed almost gracefully at my feet, tilting a little when she neared the ground. Her deep gray wings hung out, the gold tips gleaming in the sunlight. Beautiful wings, she and Sky both.

Sky landed a little less gracefully, her eyes shining with delight. She shook herself from the slight chill of the wind, her light blue feathers ruffling. The snow white tips shined as well, looking angelic in broad daylight.

With a little reminder about keeping our wings held tight behind our backs around other people, we were all off, ready to start the next chapter. Preschool.

Okay, I understand that they didn't pick out a preschool quite yet. But they still have to enroll the girls somewhere before September, right?

Review, tell me if you like it, you hated it, maybe some of my 'facts' were off. Whatever, just review. Your voice matters. You just have to use it.

~Faxisthegreatest123~

(P.S, I'm going to try and post pictures of their haircuts on my profile, but be patient.)