Contrary to popular belief, I did not, in fact, die.

I'm here and posting the FIRST chapter to the sequel to Birds, Bats, and Werewolf Packs.

I hope you like it—I tried as hard as a sleep-deprived teenager could while eating a bowl of Cheerios.

Anyways…

ONWARD!

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Chapter One

::Dalia's POV::

"Daly! Gavin's being mean again!" Coralie called as she ran into my room. Coralie was my little sister with Mom's blonde hair and brown eyes. Her black wings were spread out behind her and smushed against me as she jumped into my lap.

Gavin came careening around the corner and almost ran into my bed. I pulled him up next to me.

"What do you say?" I asked quietly, my eyes boring into Gavin's head. He quivered under my gaze.

"Sorry Cora…" he said as meaningfully as a five-year-old could. I smiled and plopped a kiss on both of their heads. Coralie jumped off of my lap and tackled Gavin.

"Wonder Woman wins again!" she crowed as I left for the kitchen.

Uncle Iggy was making pancakes with Aunt Nudge at his side. I watched as he planted a quick one on her before going back to the simmering flapjacks. Nudge and Ig had gotten married a few years back just after Mom and Dad had gone on their honeymoon. Aunt Nudge became pregnant and gave birth to Gavin. Mom and Dad decided to settle down, start a family, and had Coralie.

And here we are now.

My parents' door cracked open and Mom stumbled out, muttering to herself.

"Fang…Batman…sex…kitchen table…" Iggy raised an eyebrow.

"Fang had sex with Batman on the kitchen table?" he asked. I choked on my breakfast, shooting him a look. Dad chose this moment to poke his head out of his room, hair and clothes tousled.

"Do I want to know?" he yawned, eyes half opened.

"Nope," I replied, popping the 'p'.

Dad sighed and went to get dressed while Mom stumbled around until she could see properly. Her eyes looked down at the Alice induced silky nightie, shrieked, and followed Dad back into their room.

Right on cue, Gavin came bounding into the room with Coralie on his heels.

"Flaps! Flaps!" they chanted, snatching up the large piles of pancakes Nudge handed them. I smiled slightly as they dug in, flinging syrup everywhere.

"If you make a mess, you have to clean it up," Mom said, planting a kiss on Dad's cheek and grabbing a steaming plate of pancakes. Dad followed her, tousling Cora's hair.

"School paperwork just arrived. Its sitting in the living room," Dad announced around a mouth of flapjacks.

At that, the customary scramble for the schedules became reality.

I jumped up and hopped over Cora and Gavin, Angel and I were neck n' neck before Gazzy came into the picture. He tripped his sister and tossed me over his shoulder.

"Gazzy!" I squealed, laughing. His now long fingers snatched the paper from my reach, swinging around so I couldn't see them.

"Ah…hmmm…yes…ohh, Dall, you're gonna love this!" he crowed, waving the paper in the air. I finally grabbed it and held it to my face.

Dalia Smithston

Year 9

Locker #: 1252

Locker combination: 03/05/21

Schedule:

English AP

Mathematics AP

History

Computer Graphics

Lunch

Physical Education

Biology

Choir

I did a double take. Choir!? Oh they were funny.

"Family meeting. NOW," I growled, my lips in a thin line. Coralie, Gavin, Iggy, Nudge, Angel, Mom, and Dad filed in, plopping down on various seating materials. The Gasman set me down on my feet, giving me a once over. I gave him a tight smile before glaring at the rest of my family.

"Choir?" I asked, seething.

"We thought I would be good for you, branch out a little. I know you don't like more of the vocal activities—singing primarily." Mom looked at me pleadingly. "Just give it a chance?" I gave her a look that clearly said we'll-talk-about-this-later but let the rest of them go.

Cora hopped to the floor and ran up to Gazzy. She tugged on his leg and he scooped her up upside down.

"Where'd she go?" he asked, acting dumb. Coralie giggled, shaking her head.

"Silly Gazzy! I'm right here!" she said, clambering out of his grip and onto his shoulder. Did I mention she was a flexible as a rubber band? Oops…

Gazzy laughed and charged out of the room, chasing Gavin. I sighed as everyone began their day, thinking about how wonderful Gazzy was with the kids—or just how wonderful he was anyways.

Then I hit myself.

Gavin suddenly appeared in front of me. "Will you go flying with us? Gazzy and Cora are waiting outside!"

I guess I should explain everything that's happened in the past six years.

You already got the whole part with Gavin and Coralie. Except Cora in super flexible and Gavin can teleport.

We live in a big house in the trees. We built it with the help of the Cullens and Mom's incredible credit card. It kinda reminded me of the Swiss Family Robinson tree house except for the small part on the ground that looked at least slightly normal with a front door and all that.

But then again, when was our family exactly normal?

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So there you go.

;)

--Grey