AN: Ok…so if you happened to read this story when I first posted it on the MR website, you will notice that I changed the ending slightly.

For those of you who didn't read it on the website, I changed it to add a tiny bit more Fax to it. ^_^

Anyway, hope you like it!

CHAPTER 9

Fang POV

Max joined in our flying, which lasted a good hour and a half, thanks to Angel and her unexpected mind reading sweep. All that ran through my mind was Max. I wanted to see that relaxed, peaceful, beautiful smile that she always had when we flew without a purpose. I wanted to be able to feel the peace that she had.

I guess I had found something useful for this ability.

Finally, we all landed, feeling refreshed and calmed. We headed back inside for some snacks and regrouped in the living room.

"I know how much you kids eat, so dinner will be ready in another hour or less," Dr. Martinez said before walking back into the kitchen.

"Let's play a game!" Angel suggested with none other than her infamous Bambi eyes.

Of course, those eyes were directed toward me and Max. Max gave me a questioned look that said 'I guess it couldn't hurt,' and I shrugged back.

I loved the way we could have a conversation just by looking at each other.

"Yea!" Nudge cheered. "Ella, what kind of games do you have?"

"Let's go see!" Ella said as she jumped up.

Ella, Nudge, and Angel ran upstairs to find some games. The Gasman decided to play a video game instead.

Finally, the kids came back down with a game.

Oh, great…

Max POV

"Why that game?" I complained.

"It'll be fun, Max!" Ella tried to reassure me. "I promise."

I wasn't feeling so reassured yet.

"Please, Max!" Nudge and Angel pleaded.

I looked at Fang again with wide eyes, telling him that it was probably a set-up.

He nodded. He thought it was a set-up, too.

"What's the game?" Iggy asked.

I let out a sigh and said, "Twister."

Fang POV

Iggy raised one eyebrow and said, "Guess that leaves me out, then."

"No way!" Ella retorted. "You can still feel colors! You have to play!"

I caught a glimpse of Ella's emotions again. It was hard to pick out at first. I think she had butterflies. She was nervous. I was pretty sure it was because she liked him.

Iggy would be excited to hear this.

Max POV

Somehow, Fang, Iggy, and I lost the fight against Twister. The game had begun.

Angel was spinning, and Nudge, Ella, Iggy, Fang, and I were playing. It was NOT easy. Angel would call someone's name, then a hand or foot, and a color.

Ella went down first, followed by Nudge soon after. Fang, Iggy, and I were holding our own thus far. Iggy went down a few minutes later, mostly because the Gasman tried to distract him.

It was down to me and Fang. Coincidence? With Angel, I would think not. Especially since she was giving me a huge grin at that point.

Of course, being the stubborn bird-kid I am, I was not ready to let Fang win.

I seemed to be knotted up in my own limbs, arms and legs twisted beneath me on the blue and yellow spots, after my turn.

"Fang," Angel announced. "Right hand red."

Fang POV

"This should be good," I heard Iggy mutter. He knew my predicament somehow.

The girls giggled and the Gasman stared, waiting to see how I would pull this off.

The only way I could manage this would be to reach over Max, who was standing right in the way of the red spots and my victory.

I was not about to let Max win. She would hold this over me until the end of time. Not happening!

I reached over her for one of the red dots and managed to catch myself on one before I could fall over, taking Max with me.

Now, Max was huddled on her entangled limbs, while I was trying not to fall over.

I did not expect the next part. My new ability kicked in again and I felt butterflies in my stomach again. Only, it wasn't Ella this time…

Max POV

Laughter erupted from our spectators. There I was, trying to keep balance on my blue and yellow spots, while Fang's breath was hot on my neck. My heart was pounding! I'm sure Fang noticed this. That only made things worse, of course.

I snapped myself back when I realized that there was no way for me to move for my next turn. If I did, Fang would, most likely, come crashing down on top of me. No, that wouldn't be awkward at all. Note sarcasm.

Fortunately, I didn't have to take my turn.

"Kids! Get cleaned up for dinner. It'll be ready in ten minutes!" Mom called from the kitchen.

The kids all got up quickly and ran up the stairs. I tried to jump up but failed thanks to Fang.

Instead, we both fell back to the ground. I ended up on my back, and he was right above me, looking down at me. Thankfully, he managed to catch himself, so he didn't actually fall right on me. However, our position was still kind of awkward.

"Sorry," he said quietly, his breath caressing my cheeks.

I was afraid to speak. I knew if I did, it would come out strained, or I would say something totally stupid. So I just nodded.

He stood up and offered me his hand. Blushing, I took his offer, and he helped me up. I let go of it quickly as we all went back to the kitchen for dinner.

AN: I would also like to thank my third reviewer!! I appreciate the support! :)