Okay, guys, let me explain before you eat me alive. I wasn't doing all my homework and my mom blocked fanfiction as punishment. But its summer now, so I can finally update!

Max stood at the edge of the cave, facing the outside. It was beautiful, the lake, the sand, the hawks. But there was something in the picture she did not like. It was Dolly, sitting on the beach with Brooklyn. Max did not like Dolly at all. Every time Max gave an order, Dolly would completely disregard it and do her own thing. The flock, however, had pretty much accepted Dolly and Brooklyn into the flock, something Max could not believe. Did they even see her I-don't-want-to-listen-to-Max attitude? Did they hear her witty, smartass remarks? Apparently not, because she was now family. Just like that. Family. Max scowled. Dolly was not an original member of the flock. Hell, she wasn't even part bird, therefor throwing the whole "flock" thing away. No, Dolly was, like, part leopard. She could change into a huge cat in seconds, and she healed people just by touching them. Gazzy ripped his foot open on a rock, and Dolly took it in her hands and the wound was gone. And the voice loved her. Max, Dolly will be very important to the survival of the world. Get rid of Brooklyn; she is just another weight to carry. Somehow, Max did not like hearing any of that. Max actually liked Brooklyn. She was smart, funny, and obedient. Max didn't want to get rid of her. And Max did not like hearing about how Dolly was so important. It irked her. Why was she so important? It's not like she was special; she's a typical mutant. With a couple normal powers. How was that going to save the world?

Max saw Dolly change into her cat form and dive into the lake. Brooklyn followed, swimming at her incredible speed. Max turned away from the scene and into the cave. She noticed something. The contents of Brooklyn's purse were spilled onto the floor of the cave. One item caught her eye: a feather. It was jet black and small. Max immediately recognized it as Fangs, and she bent down and took it in her hands. Why did Brooklyn have Fang's feather? What, did she take it in his sleep? What the hell? Suddenly, memories from long ago flooded Max's mind. She saw images of the school, the cages, the whitecoats, the experiments, and Dolly. She was there. The gold eyes, the long black hair, and Fang's feather. "Oh my gawd," whispered Max in astonishment. She hurriedly put the feather back in Brooklyn's purse. Would she tell the flock? Then, Max remembered the friendship between Dolly and Fang, and realized that if she told Fang, that she and Fang would never be the same. She wanted Fang for herself. No old memory could ruin them. I won't tell. Besides, why would this be important anyway? That was a long time ago. No one would care.

Brooklyn was blue. Like, actually blue. Her skin was blue! And Iggy felt that. Since he felt color, he felt her color. Most people were tan, some were paler, some were darker, some were even grayish, but never had Iggy met a blue girl. And the color of her eyes were even more blue, and they were darker. Iggy wanted to touch her skin. Was it different from his? Did is feel softer? Rougher? His fingers twitched with curiosity. He had to stop himself from reaching out and touching her cheek. Her laugh and her personality only made it worse. She was so happy and sweet. She loved to talk, which was okay because Iggy liked to have something to listen to. She even sang sometimes. Yeah, she was tone-deaf, but it was still cute. Once, she was running around on the beach and she turned next to him, allowing her soft hair to brush his skin. Iggy loved it, and it made his cheeks go pink. He couldn't get enough of her.

Iggy was on the beach with Nudge, Angel, Gazzy, Dolly, and Brooklyn playing tag. Right now, Angel was it. He could hear her tiny footsteps running behind him, but he was much faster than she was. Wham! Brooklyn ran straight into Iggy, and she landed on top of him. Angel tapped his head and ran away giggling. He didn't care, the cutest girl in the world was lying across his chest, laughing her butt off. This was his chance, his chance to touch her finally. She rolled onto her stomach, struggling to get up because she was laughing so hard. He came to his knees, then to his feet, and took her hand. It was soft, perfect, beautiful. He pulled her up, half dazed. She ran off, knowing that, since Iggy had touched her, she was it. Yes, she was "it" all right. After hearing his thoughts, Angel burst into giggles.

Angel pulled Iggy away from the game and whispered, "You like Brooklyn! Iggy and Brooklyn sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G! First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage!" Iggy's cheeks burned red.

"Angel…"

"Do you want to kiss her?"

"Would you please…"

"I think you do! Nudge, Iggy…"

Iggy's hand went over Angel's mouth. He bent down to her eye level. "Angel, you cannot tell anyone. Promise me you won't tell."

Angel pouted. "Fine. I promise."

Iggy walked back to the game of tag. He was having trouble standing, though, because he had just touched the hand of the cutest girl on earth.

Fang watched from the air as Dolly tagged Nudge. Her long black hair jetted out behind her, and her muscular legs carried her fast. Her gold eyes glistened. Where was Max? In the cave? Why was she pouting? Fang sighed in realization that Max was probably upset because of Dolly and Brooklyn. It was obvious that Max did not like Dolly. Why? Fang had no idea. In his opinion, Dolly was very likable. She was…fierce. Not afraid, not phased, not scared. Fang flew to the ground and his bare feet pressed the sand. It engulfed his toes and warmed him. As soon as he touched down, Nudge tagged him.

This was short. I'm a bit rusty. REVIEW AND ILL LOVE YOU FOREVER! THATS RIGHT, MY ETERNAL LOVE WILL BE YOURS.