The Life of M.R.
So it's been awhile...okay, more than just awhile. Either way, read and enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Maximum Ride or any of its characters.
CLAIMER: I do own the fanfiction plot line and any self made characters.
So that's how it had happened...Fang came back, scared the hell out of everyone and sent my mum into labour. Okay then. Back to reading.
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Dylan and I were ready to leave with Dawn and go back to our apartment—really, we were! But it didn't work out that way...
"Max, honestly, it would be fine if you stayed with us for awhile!" Mom pestered as I started walking down the hallway, baby Dawn in my arms.
"Mom, I need to get back to my own place. There are too many people here." I say, annoyed.
"You grew up with more than half of these people, Maximum Ride. Your daughter should too." My mother says sternly. I give her a long look and finally sigh.
"Fine. 3 months, tops." I say with a sense of loss. My mother squeals (even though she's an old lady) and takes baby Dawn for yet another feeding—at this rate she'll be the fattest baby on earth.
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I scowl at what my mother had written—I hadn't been a fat baby! Tired of reading more of the 3 month filler I read ahead.
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Tomorrow is my beautiful girl's third birthday! It's also a week before the 20 year mark...
"Mommy, where are uncie Iggy and auntie Nudge?" Dawn asks adorably as she tugs on my sun dress, yes, I, Maximum Ride am wearing a sun dress.
"They're out getting your presents of course!" I say warmly as I playfully tap her nose. Dawn giggles hysterically which makes her wings pop out.
"Well what about Steffie and Derk?" Dawn asks me.
"You mean Stefan and Derek? They'll be here in a few hours, don't you worry." Dawn giggles again in response and then flutters away abruptly. I shake my head with a smile on my face as Dylan comes into the kitchen to see what I'm doing.
"Max, you better not be cooking again." Dylan says teasingly. I scoff and roll my eyes.
"I took those cooking classes for a reason, idiot. I can actually sort of cook." After I say this, Dylan hugs my from behind and I mean really hugs me. "Hun, what's wrong?" I ask, puzzled.
"I didn't want to mention anything but...it seems as though there was some trouble at the apartment." Dylan says, clearly troubled. I gasp and turn to face him.
"What happened?"
"A couple of old FAX fans broke in and spray painted all over the walls phrases like "the place where the wrong was conceived" which I believe was referring to Dawn and things like "Max and Fang forever." Dylan says, now sounding angry. My eyes cloud over with anger but I go to find Dawn anyways, just in case.
"Oh, hi there, Mommy." Dawn says when I find her playing house near an open window.
"Hey there, sweetie. Why don't we play a game?"
"Okay! What game?"
"Okay, so, this was one of my favourite games when I was little, okay? It's called "Hide". Okay?"
"Don't you mean "hide-and-go-seek"?"
"Nope. You see, in this game, if a dangerous person approaches you, you have to hide. Okay?"
"Okay, Mommy...what do you mean "dangerous people"?"
"Well...just anyone that might want to take you away from Mommy and Daddy, or someone who wants to hurt you. Okay?"
"Okay!" Dawn says, clearly not realizing how serious this is. What if these Dawn haters find us? What would happen to my baby girl?
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So that's why I was ripped away from everyone else and had my memory erased...I take a break from reading just as Stefan comes into the room.
"Hey there, Dawn. How's the reading going?"
"Okay...can I ask you a question?"
"Sure, shoot." Stefan says.
"What was I like as a toddler, you know, before I was taken away?" Stefan looks troubled by my question.
"Well you were very giggly, and always wanted to play games. I remember this one time, Nudge decided to give you a makeover and she made you look like one of those creepy porcelain dolls so that you could have a tea party with your toys and fit in." Stefan says with a chuckle.
"Alright. One more thing...why isn't your dad here?" Stefan once more looks troubled by my question and takes a few moments to answer.
"The last that Derek and I heard, he was on an expedition in Alaska. That was 4 years ago." Stefan sighs and his eyes cloud over with a longing to see his father again.
Short, simple, explanatory? I don't know. But as always...Review and keep reading!
-JAMZD