Ok, here's the promised chapter 2. Hopefully, you'll like it! Thanks to all my reviewers, but I don't have time to write them all down, sorry!

So, unfortunately, I'm grounded starting tonight, so if my mother doesn't change the punishment, there won't be any updates till in two weeks. I'm real sorry, guys. Blame my mother.

-K

Angel watched as Fang kissed Max. Angel also watched as Max didn't fight back, and instead, kissed him back.

Yes! Our plan has worked! Angel sent the thought to the entire team... The Flock had decided to make a plan to get the two eldest members of the Flock together.

Meet me outside, she told them.

She received their answers almost immediately, but not in thoughts. Gazzy had insisted that they use talkie walkies for this mission.

Idiot, Angel thought as Gazzy reprimanded her, saying that they had talkie walkies and they should use them, not thoughts, and blablabla.

Angel only heard the first few words, then turned the machine off.

She then did something reckless that her brother would absolutely hate: she threw it into the trash can.

She chuckled, then hurried to the garden, where Iggy, Nudge and Gazzy were already waiting for her.

"So? How much of a success was it? Did they kiss? Did they look like they needed to get a room? Was it hot? Was it sexy? Tell me! Please tell -"

Iggy thankfully covered Nudge's mouth with his hand. She was starting to give Angel a headache.

"Here's the story: Fang kissed Max, Max kissed him back without fighting him. Good enough for ya?" she answered Nudge's impatient gaze and thoughts.

Ugh, so many annoying thoughts! As much as her words, and her thoughts can't be stopped!

Gazzy sent her a murderous gaze. She answered with a sweet and innocent smile. He gave up. He couldn't face that - well, angelic smile.

"I'm gonna find that talkie walkie, don't worry! I'll find it, even if I die trying!"

Wow... Dramatic, much?

Needless to say, 7-year old Angel was ecstatic. Especially since Nudge had started being able to speak through Iggy's hand, and he'd replaced it with his mouth. That shut her up.

Thanks Ig.

Welcome, he thought back, and then Angel escaped because his thoughts were starting to become PG.

Nudge's too, for that matter.

Angel was starting to think that Nudge wasn't 12 after all. She was probably 13 or something.

She followed Gazzy into the house.

She called for him, but couldn't find him anywhere.

She went back outside, expecting Nudge and Iggy to have reached the next level or something, but couldn't find them either.

The truth was, she couldn't find anyone around the house... Not even Total.

Where is everyone?

An hour later, she was on the couch, crying. She'd looked everywhere for the others.

But they were nowhere to be found.

Meanwhile, Fang had admitted to Max that the entire day had been masterminded by, none other than, Angel.

Max had, of course, thrown a fit.

The only way to calm her had been to promise her to get revenge for her.

Then, they'd kissed again for a while, and had been interrupted by Gazzy.

Quickly, they'd captured him.

Then, they'd avoided Angel when she came in and abducted Nudge and Iggy too.

They'd brought them to a cave about 10 minutes away. Far enough for Angel not to think of looking for them there.

The 3 others agreed to the plan Max had thought of.

An hour later, they came back to the house they were 'borrowing' for the moment, and found Angel crying.

Max cradled her, soothing her.

She then put her to bed, where Angel quickly fell asleep.

It was only hours later that she woke up.

Unfortunately, it wasn't in a good mood, or situation.

Truth be told, the rest of the Flock had been very inventive.

They knew she wasn't a light sleeper, and could sleep without being awakened as they carried her or flied.

So, they dressed her up as a clown, along with the make-up that was necessary, dyed her wings, and brought her to a birthday party.

She woke up to the cries of 3 year-old kids.

You would think that they would laugh, or at the very least, be scared of clowns.

But no, these kids, they were special. They absolutely hated clowns.

So, what did they do?

They ganged up on the clown that was ruining the party.

About an hour later, the Flock came back to find Angel tied to a tree, multi-colored cake on her face and hair, and bruises covering her arms and legs. Caused by mini-fists? No... Barbie dolls and Kens.

For a girl that hates Barbie dolls, that was torture. Which was of course what had been aimed for.

Angel saw the Flock and cried.

Max untied her and took her in her arms, but she didn't apologize.

Angel knew it was her plan. None other than Max could've done that.

"What do you say, Angel? Are we even?"

Angel freed herself of Max's arms and said,

"Certainly not. See, I brought you happiness. You are cruel. And we're not done. When I come back, you'll regret you ever did this!!"

With a maniacal laughter and grin, she flew away.

Only to fall back to the ground.

Her feathers were covered in cake and ice cream.

She got up and stomped off, angry as ever.

There we go! Hope you liked it! REVIEW!!

I'll probably do a chapter 3 'cause I really wanna know what Angel does. (I know, it's weird coming from the author, but what can I say? I don't have a definite plan for this story! ^^ It just flows, y'know?)

Hopefully, I'll see you BEFORE the 2 weeks are over. Hopefully.

Bye!

-K