Hey Im back! Aren't you just so exited! I just checked my email and saw my new reviewers and my faithful readers and just felt so bad for putting this off so here ya go! I have ONE hint in there about something and when your done, I want you to see if you can guess what the hint was! So, my thanks to:

All of my faithful reviewers! I'm not gonna go into specifics for you guys this time, just because I am low on time!

Strawberryz (hahahahaha! You make me laugh so hard!and I love that you go into specifics! That is so great! Thanks!)

Mizzle6 (wow. You created your account just for me? Aww. *blush*)

GiveMeBooks13 (youre so nice! And I am thinking about changing my rating, but... Idk how... *shrugs*)

sorry if I missed ya! My email in being weird! Anyways, on to the story!

My Cookie!

Coral's POV
I nearly shrieked in Joy. I was in the flock! We were in the flock!
"Oh my feathered couch cushions! Max, thank you so much!"
Fang stirred a bit and I instantly stiffened up, hoping I hadn't woken him. Of course, though, he popped open one eye and stared straight at me. His injured shoulder was very professionally bandaged. Max quickly hid the camera behind her back.
"Max..." He said warily.
She smiled innocently. "Yes, Fang?"
"What's behind your back?"
"Uh... My hands?"
He eyed her and lurched to the side suddenly, catching a glimpse of the camera behind her back.
"Max. Give it."
"Gotta catch me first!" She called before jumping up wincing a bit.
He narrowed his eyes and got up quickly, making Max ready herself to run. He darted after her, and they chased each other around the room, laughing and taunting each other.
Max's mom walked in and sighed. "I told you to rest! You need to let those wounds heal and-"
She stopped when she realized Max wasn't listening.
"Give. Me. The. Camera."
"Never!"
Fang chased Max into another room, and I heard lots of ruckus going on.
Max's mom smiled and turned to me. "I haven't had a chance to introduce myself. I'm Valencia Martinez, Max's mother."
I smiled a little sleepily. "I'm Coral. Nice to meet you."
She told me to make myself comfortable in any bedroom upstairs, so I did, falling asleep quickly.

Max's POV
I laughed as Fang chased me into Ella's room, thankful she wasnt in there. Running to the opposite side of the bed, I taunted him with the camera.
"Max, give it." He said, reaching over and trying to grab it from me.
I pulled my arm back. "Never! These pictures are going on your blog!"
He practically jumped over the bed and tried to get the camera again. I shrieked and fell onto the bed, holding it just out of his reach. He crawled onto the bed and grabbed at it again, but I moved my arm out of the way.
I jumped up and waved the camera smugly. He followed me up and we grappled for the camera, laughing. He was yelling at me and I was laughing and suddenly his lips were on mine and the whole world stopped. I slowly released the camera from my grasp. Fang buried his hand deep in my hair, and I closed my eyes. Nothing in the world mattered right then. Nothing but Fang and me. I opened my eyes a slit and slowly separated from Fang. He smiled at me, and we both sat down on the bed. I sleepily leaned my head on his shoulder, completely content.
Yes. I can worry about saving the world later.
Fang smirked and, quick as lighting, reached his hand out and plucked the camera off the floor. Lightly, I tried to swipe it away, and he let me.
"If you post those on my blog, I'll have an excuse to get back at you someday."
I rolled my eyes. He continued.
"When you least expect it."
I sighed. Right now I could care less. The painkillers were wearing off and a dull pain was seeping its way into just about every bone in my body.
I groaned. "Maybe the whole chase thing wasnt a good idea."
"I'll go get you more aspirin." Fang said, understanding the full content of my complaint. He got up and walked out the door. I really don't know if he even came back, because before even a minute passed, I was asleep.

Coral's POV
I woke up around three in the morning, and not because I was feeling rested. No, not even a little. I woke up because I literally felt hollow. Yesterday was pretty stressful, and eating was the last thing on my mind. Now that things had calmed down, though, I think if I waited any longer, I would collapse in on myself and create a mini black hole.
I got up and tip toed into the kitchen, only to find that not just me, but everyone but Max, Mrs. Martinez, and the girl with the black hair had the same idea as me. Gazzy looked up at me and giggled, giving Iggy a pointed look. Its as if Iggy could feel Gazzy's eyes on him, because he turned red.
I narrowed my eyes at him, but dismissed it as my stomach flipped over in instance for food. "Food."
Zhone smirked. "I can't believe you even lasted that long."
Cork grinned. "Ig, Gazzy, and I were the first in here. We made a bet on who would sleep the longest through hunger. I bet on you." Then he added, to Gaz and Ig, "you guys both owe me fifty cents."
I rolled my eyes. "Ugggg. I assume I haven't made myself clear. FOOD."
Zhone laughed. "Mrs. Martinez made cookies. Here."
He tossed me a soft cookie. I immediatly took a bite, only chewing slowly because the flavor was so wonderful in my mouth I couldn't help it. Fang smirked, and I realized it must show on my face.
"You look like Max."
I grinned and opened my mouth to show him my chewed up cookie. Mature, I know.
"Do I look like Max now?" I asked, trying not to spew wet crumbs.
Zhone shook his head, and, with a mischievous look on his face, plucked Angel's cookie right out of her hands. She hadn't even taken a bite yet, and her face instantly scrunched up angrily.
"HEY!"
"Gotta get it away from me!" Zhone taunted, holding it above Angel's head.
She jumped up in the air to grab it, but Zhone yanked it upwards, as if teasing a cat with a bell on a string. Angel giggled and grabbed at it again, and failing. This time, she grinned sweetly and locked eyes with Zhone.
"My. Cookie. Give. It. Back."
She spoke slowly, and sternly, as if scolding a child. A look of confusion crossed his face, and he struggled for a bit, but slowly lowered the cookie and handed it to Angel.
"Thank you!" She giggled innocently.
I gaped. "What was…how… what the… huh?"
Iggy chuckled. "She's creepy, Isn't she?"
Angel made a pouty face. "Why do you guys always say that!? I'm not creepy!"
"Not creepy... Just... Uh... I didn't expect that... Uh..." I stuttered.
"You get used to it." Iggy mumbled, smirking.
This just keeps getting weirder and weirder.

did you get the hint? Hehehe. More details in that soon. Review! :-)