AN: You guys DEMANDED to know what they did on the last day of vacation, so here it is. THIS IS IT. NO MORE. I know you love it, but I have to work on my next Fax fanfic. Because it's just to fun to mess with if's, and's, and but's. Next fanfic shall be awesome. It's gonna have Omega cause no one on has included him in a story yet. :D

POV Max

On the last day of vacation, we headed on all the best rides. We went on Space Mountain, though it still wasn't as fast as flying. We decided to skip the Astro Orbiter because it was just like flying except crammed into a tiny rocket. Then we headed to the Buzz Lightyear's Space Ranger Spin, having NO idea who this guy is. It was a shooting thing, so it was pretty fun.

Angel finally got to go to Mickey's Toontown Fair, and we got some pictures for the blog. She and Gazzy looked so cute! They could bother fit into Minnie's giant chair. I was smiling more than I ever did. I looked at Fang. Face still passive. Oh well.

I just noticed that whenever we were just walking, Fang securely held my hand.

"You're like a six-year old," I said, after walking in silence for a few minutes.

"Well you are acting like super mom," he shot back. I chuckled. Behind us, Iggy whispered something to Gazzy and he giggled.

"What was that?" I asked, my head turning to look at them. Iggy had a wide smile.

"Oh nothing," Iggy replied innocently. Angel laughed and whispered something to Total. Total chuckled quietly. Angel whispered to nudge who smiled and passed it on to Ella. Ella told Mom, and Mom told Jeb behind her hand.

"What's going on?" I asked, turning around completely, breaking away from Fang's hand.

"Nothing," they all said in unison.

"Liars," I accused. They just smiled. Iggy whispered something to Fang. Fang's eyes widened and his cheeks turned pink.

"Oh come on!" I complained.

"what did he say?" I asked Fang. He clamped his mouth and shook his head.

"Tell me," I demanded. He shook his head again. I grabbed his collar and reared my fist back.

"Don't think I'm above it," I threatened. He still said nothing.

"Max," Jeb warned.

"Then tell me what you all said," I negotiated. Jeb shook his head. I reared my fist back a little more than moved it forward.

Fang caught it in his hand and gripped firmly.

"Sorry," he apologized, his eyes sympathetic.

"Just tell me what they said," I said. He leaned down to my ear.

"They said you wanted to become a super-mom with me," he whispered. My face went red. I whirled around.

"Iggy," I hissed. He smiled. Damn. Public place. Can't kill him… But I could scare him… I walked up to Iggy all nonchalant.

"Did you have to tell everyone?" I asked quietly, but loud enough for the rest of the group to hear. Fang's face went red. Everyone's smiles dropped into shocked gasps.

"Especially my parents? They didn't need to know that," I went on. One of Iggy's useless eyes was twitching. I smiled and flicked his nose.

"Gotcha," I announced. Everyone just continued staring.

"Don't do that again or next time you won't be so lucky, Iggy," I warned. Iggy nodded hastily. I sighed.

"All right people, let's go. The park is going to close soon," I led. Everyone followed me, still shocked.

The last thing we did was go on Splash Mountain. Total got soaked and of course dried off by shaking the water off on us.

"Total!" Nudge complained. Iggy stretched out his shirt, peeling the wet cloth off his skin. He stuck out his tongue. Ella just smiled and wringed out her damp hair. Jeb ruffled his own hair, trying to dry it like Total.

Fang just stood there, the wet black clothes plastered to his body, his dmap black hair limp against his head.

"Can we leave?" he asked. I looked at the others. They nodded.

"Let's go gang," I said with a smile.

When we got back to the hotel, we all dried off and changed clothes. We packed all our stuff and headed to the airport.

Jeb had, again, gotten us first class tickets. Yay! I plopped into my cushy seat and motioned for Fang to sit next to me. He smiled gently and sat down. He wrapped an arm round my shoulder and pulled me closer. I pushed him off and put the arm rest up. Then I leaned back against him. He smiled.

I drifted off to sleep on his shoulder, and he eventually fell asleep with his head on top of mine.

Unfortunately, Iggy got pictures.

I'm going to have to kill him for that.