Ok I know that I'm late on the update but it's longer than usual. :

I've determined that planes are kind of cool. Yeah sure they make me claustrophobic, yes they could crash into the ground at any moment and they are the perfect places for Itex to try and trap me but they have their upsides too.

I'm sensing some sarcasm there Max. The Voice said angrily. It was entirely against my vacation idea. It was even more against the idea of getting to Vegas by plane. Truthfully I had been against the idea as well but Total wouldn't stop begging until I said yes. You try going one hour with Total staring you down with bambi eyes and repeating "Please Max, please!" over and over again! It'll get on your nerves that much I can tell you. Plus it ticked the Voice off which was an added bonus.

A girl's nasally voice on the speakers interrupted my thoughts momentarily. "We will be landing in Las Vegas shortly. Please return all seats and trays to an upright position and turn off all electronic devices."

10 minutes later….

"Can we stay at the Mirage?" Total asked from over my shoulder.

"No," I replied, scanning over the list of hotels on my very handy Las Vegas map.

"Why not?" He whined, working his way up to the bambi eyes. Oh no, I was not falling for those again.

"Because we're staying at…the MGM Grand" Was my answer, a hotel that I had just randomly picked off the list. Actually I had heard of the hotel before, sounded pretty fancy from what I'd heard but of course the Mirage was probably fancy as well. Only a ten minute fly from here, maybe 30 minute walk.

"But the Mirage has a tiger exhibit and a dolphin exhibit."

"And the MGM has a lion habitat." Just from the simple fact that he was Total I had known that he wasn't going to give up so easily. "We can go to the spa."

The Terrier snorted at that suggestion. "It's a spa, Max. SPA! They're not going to let me in." True. I was already going to have to sneak him into the hotel. It was highly unlikely that any decent hotel in Vegas allowed dogs. Come to think of it, how was I going to get a room? Of course they were going to ask to see a driver's license, they were going to ask for an address and a phone number which I obviously didn't have.

It's called a fake ID ,Max.

What, are you actually going to help? I asked with almost too real but yet still sarcastic shock.

Stop being so childish, Maximum. I'm not doing this for you vacation benefits. A fake ID will be useful when you actually start saving the world.

"What's the Voice saying now?" Total asked, apparently forgetting about our argument but I had no doubt he would bring it up later.

"It's telling me to get a fake ID." Which you know wasn't a half bad idea.

Head down a block than take a left into the first alleyway. Yay for me. The Voice was actually giving me specific instructions. I got up slowly than started walking forward. Wordlessly Total followed me, surprisingly he wasn't bombarding me with questions.

Not breaking the habit I listened to the Voice even though its directions led me into a sketchy alley. So we followed the alley for at least 20 minutes before turning off into a not-so-sketchy business building.

"May I help you?" A boy asked from the front counter in the lobby. He looked to be about 19, possibly 20 years old.

"Yes…I'm here for an id." I mumbled. He seemed to understand what I meant by that. Entering a number in on the phone he spoke quickly into the receiver. After a moment of conversing with the person on the other end of the line he spoke to me.

"Mr.Abbott will see you now." He spoke aloud gesturing to a wooden door with his hand. "But the dog will have to wait out here." Total growled at the thought of being called a dog, even though he was one. He liked being thought of more as a person. Nodding at Total I headed over to the wooden door. Twisting the door knob I entered with a serious face, figuring it was better if he didn't think I was some stupid kid.

"Please fill this form out." The man stated simply, handing me a clipboard. He was probably 53, looking ugly with his gray thinning hair and his owl glasses. I snatched a pen up off his desk and scribbled through the form, putting my name as Maximum Ride. Very original for me. He asked for a couple more things and it didn't take long actually for what I had expected, it had only taken two hours to make my ID, social security card, and my birth certificate. I muttered a small thanks and turned on my heels to get the heck out of there. Mr.Abbott had seemed like a nice man but he also seemed like a creeper.

"Let's go Total." I called to the dog and he nodded following after me, head held high, trying to show he still had his dignity.

As we started walking down the Las Vegas Strip I examined my ID more closely. It was actually pretty realistic looking. It had everything, the picture, expiration date and all the information, even if it was mostly fake. It said that I was 18 years old. I don't know if I personally would believe that if I was looking at myself but maybe someone else would.

We passed the Mirage and Total didn't complain, which actually didn't surprise me. It was obvious he was going to ask for something else later, which I would probably say yes to knowing my weakness for bambi eyes.

The walk was only about 20 minutes but now we were almost dead on our feet, well I guess feet and paws. Total easily fit into my backpack, happy to be off his cracked paws. Exhausted and weary, I trudged up to one of the check-in desks.

"One room please," I requested, sliding my new id onto the counter. The lady simply nodded, asked a couple more questions than handed me a room key.

It seemed like forever before we actually reached the room. I didn't even look over the room for any safety precautions like usual. I just unzipped the backpack so Total could jump out than collapsed on the bed, letting blackness surround me.

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I hope you liked that one. I'll try to update maybe Saturday or Sunday. It should be in someone else's point of view. Reviews always help the writing move along!