Moe: Since I haven't written in a while, and I feel the inspiration, I think ill write a few chapters, instead of just uploading one.

Nudge: But isn't your husband reading these?

Moe: yes… And I will torture him with more words!

Max: That's evil

Moe: You're evil!

Max: U made me this way!

Angle: Moe does not own maximum ride!

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(DOVE'S P.O.V)

Honestly I was a little upset at the fact Iggy didn't like my underwhat. Or was it underwho? It was under with a question. When I had gone shopping with Max's mom, my only intent was to find thing I thought he might like. I guess I should've gone with the blue ones, since it was the color I most often saw him wear. OH! Its underwear.

But now in my room, I heard him say never to wear it in front of him. Good thing I had gotten more clothing. Like what they call dresses, jens, and shirts. Jens was made of a weird thing that would scratch me. But Max's mom said I have to always wear underwear. Even under Jens and Shirts. Now I was confused, because Iggy just told me not to wear them around boys.

"What does a girl wear around males?" I asked, now standing with nothing on.

Iggy's face was as red as my underwear now. He looked cute and silly.

Then I remembered he couldn't see, so I took his hand again.

(IGGY'S .)

When she grabbed my hand, the pain made me forget the situation. Well until I could see again. Then I realized I was looking down at a naked girl. A very naked girl.

I closed my eyes quickly, as to not embarrass her or make myself feel anymore… um…

"Iggy?" Dove asked, the hurt clear in her voice.

"You… uh… wear clothes, Dove. Around males.." I answered, remembering her pervious question.

"Like Jens?"

"Like what?" I asked, opening my eyes, but adverting them to the floor.

"Jens! They go over your legs." She explained.

"Oh, Jeans. Yes, you should wear Jeans around guys."

"Oh." She sighed. "But they scratch me right here."

Dove then proceeded to do something I will never forget. She took my hand that she held and placed it between her legs. My reaction was instant, I released myself from her grasp and was out the door in only seconds, of course closing it behind me.

(NUDGE'S P.O.V)

Though it's wrong to laugh, I must say the funniest thing in the word is seeing a blind kid stumble down the stairs with fear in his eyes and almost run into a wall. But actually at the time, the fear in his eyes wasn't really visible. So just a blind kid almost run into a wall.

"Iggy, be more careful!" Ella cried, jumping up from the couch to steady Iggy.

He pushed her off in the rudest of ways. Shock was in everyone's eyes. But it was even more so when he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me out the back door.

"OW! Iggy, that hurts!" I whined. He let me go the instant our feet touched the grass.

"Shut up, Nudge. I need your help." He growled.

"Well I don't think so, Iggy. You are being very rude, honestly. And I don't know if I want to help you when you are acting like this. You really hurt my arm and I seriously think you just hurt Ella's feelings. She was only trying to help and see if you were okay. Tho-"

"I don't care about Ella right now. I need your help!" This time he sounded more urgent.

"What is it?" I sighed.

"It's Dove." He said simply.

"Is she okay? Is she hurt? Wait, did she hurt you? Are you okay? What's wrong? Who did what? Are you two okay? What happened?" I rushed out.

"Let me answer!" He didn't snap, but he was obviously upset.

"Okay."

"She needs your help… She doesn't understand…. Well much… Clothing is a good place to start." Anyone could tell his mind was racing and he was kind of freaking out.

"Seriously? That's awesome! I love fashion! I could help anyone. Even you. You shouldn't wear blue so much. Like I think once in a while you could do with black. Not like Fang black, but you know. And also maybe change up your hair a bit. I fou-"

"Don't focus on me, Nudge. Just get up there and help her!" He pushed me towards the door.

"Alright! Alright!"

When I had gotten upstairs, Dove's door was opened ever so slightly. I pushed it open to see Angel sitting with a very upset Dove, who was wrapped in a blanket.

"I.. Not… I just… Why?" Dove was sobbing all sorts of confusing words.

"What's wrong?" I asked. Angel just shrugged.

I kneeled down next to Dove as well. She was shaking and muttering to herself. English and Russian words. So it was really difficult to understand.

"She said something about Iggy and …. Under something?" Angel said. Which made Dove cry harder.

(MAX'S P.O.V)

Today I felt as though I had no idea what was going on in the house. Normally I was the first to wake up, but I saw Iggy already dressed and everything. Standing in front of Dove's door. I ignored it. I don't care about anything to do with HER.

Time after time she made me look like the bad guy. I'm simply trying to protect my family. Can't anyone understand that?

"Headed down?" Fang asked, sneaking up from behind me.

"Oh… yeah." I answered, snapping out of my thoughts.

"I'm on your side, Max." He said before going downstairs and disappearing.

I smiled to myself. Somehow I already knew that. Fang was always with me. Even when I was wrong….

Later on in the morning, or maybe afternoon, Iggy came shooting down the stairs, practically crashing into the walls. I heard Nudge giggle, but Ella jumped up immediately to help him. But he just threw her off, which angered me. However, before I could voice my anger, her grabbed Nudge and they were out of sight.

"Iggy isn't himself." I heard Ella whisper to herself.

Angel snuck past her and went upstairs, just as Dylan and Gazzy came down.

"Oh, come on, dude. You can't tell me you didn't notice. They were at least a D." Gazzy snickered, nudging Dylan in the ribs.

"Maybe." Dylan blushed, but stopped when he noticed me. "Hi, Max."

I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to the tv. I swear everyone in this house is riding the crazy train.

Soon enough, Nudge came skipping into the house, straight up the stairs. Gazzy and Dylan kept whispering to each other, but Dylan couldn't help having a guilty look on his face the entire time. Unlike Gazzy. Who looked extremely satisfied. Especially for an 11 year old.

"Hey!" I called. They both stopped instantly, turning pale white. "What's up with the two of you?"

"Uh…. Nothing." Gazzy said, before racing out the back door and out of sight.

Dylan, took the chance of my eyes following Gazzy to disappear as well. Fang looked up curiously from his computer. Meeting my suspicious eyes.

"Children can be very confusing." He said, before looking back down at his computer.

Ella hadn't been paying any attention, still upset about Iggy dismissing her so rudely. Was I alone wondering what the hell was happening in this damn house?

Then before I investigated further, Mom and Jeb walked in with 12 boxes of pizza.

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