`Alright, been awhile since I FanFictioned SO. But this is an idea I CONSTANTLY think about. But I'll type down the details so you get it:

Basically, Nudge develops a power to see the future. With a little experimenting, Jeb creates a machine with a giant screen to show the details to everyone else. Let's see what kind of problems may ensue…

Disclaimer:

Me: *silent*

Nico di Angelo: SAY IT.

Me: Why are you supporting this?! It's not even your book!

Nico: Yes, but if you get sued, I don't get anymore yogurt.

Me: Um… for Nico's strange reasoning… I don't own Maximum Ride or anything you recognize… Oh and on a side note, I just recently re-read my FanFic, Seven Long Years and wanted to puke at how horribly it was written. I don't get how anyone could like it!

Nico: People (or girls, more of) like to imagine Fang big and buff and TWENTY-ONE.

Me: I think YOU like to imagine Fang like that.

Nico: *twitch* *twitch*

Me: ^-^ Anywho. On with the story!

Max POV

I couldn't believe this.

This whole, 'Hey, while we're trying to save the world, let's mutate on our own!' crap, was getting scary to a point to where I just didn't know what to do anymore.

But apparently, Jeb did.

"Alright, Nudge. All I have to do is put this hat on you, and you can choose with images and scenes you'd like to show everyone." said Jeb, calmly gesturing with the hat.

"But it's so ugly…" Nudge said, staring at the hat (which looked like a metal bowl… or maybe a pot… I think I'm gonna start calling Nudge the pot head)

"Well, maybe if you like I can update it to a more… fashionable look for you?"

"Okay!" Nudge said excitedly, placing the pot onto her head. Wires streamed from it and into a giant screen. "I'm so excited you guys, you don't even know! It's gonna be like a movie about your guys's lives but in the future!"

"Yeah, okay Nudge. Calm down," I said, putting my hands on her shoulders and sitting her down onto the comfortable recliner where she would do her job of imagining what she knew about our futures. "If you think too excitedly we'll just see a bunch of jumbled up letters on the screen."

Nudge giggled while the Flock shifted. Gazzy was hopping a little in his seat, looking excited. Angel looked happy, her smile still lacking a front tooth from where she just lost one. Iggy looked eager and I know, now you're wondering, "How the heck is he gonna see the screen?" Well, we worked on this new talent where Angel perfected her skills on sending mental images to Iggy, so he could see through her eyes almost; but only when she wanted him to.

And Fang looked impassive as always, but somewhere behind his wall, I could see a little bit of happiness mixed with being uncomfortable. I wondered what that was about.

I finally took my comfortable seat and picked up the popcorn. Yeah, I'd gone far enough for popcorn. This should be like one of the best movies ever. It's about us without some Barbie Doll playing me. It made me a happy bird-girl.

"This is gonna be different…" Fang mumbled, sliding lower into his seat.

"I know really." I said, smiling a little.

"Okay guys. Well I kind of planned out what I'd show you and how I'd show it. I could make like little collages of scenes, almost like a commercial! So I could basically show you commercials of your guys's lives first, and then I'll show you some actual scenes and clip-its!" Nudge said excitedly. She jumped a little and clapped, and it did my little bird-heart good to see her so happy to have this kind of power.

"Alright, so then lets get started?" Iggy said. Nudge rolled her eyes but smiled. She sat down and Ella got the lights off and sat next to Iggy. My mom sat on my left and Fang was on my right.

Everything in the room got quiet as the screen blinked to life. Nudge's eyes were closed but her grin was still there. And she was right; it was like watching a commercial.

First she did Gazzy, and there was music and everything.

It was a song I recognized but couldn't place. It started with a dramatic mellowing, and then electric guitar came in ringing loudly throughout the room.

"Yes!" Gazzy shouted, punching a fist into the air (the real Gazzy, not the one on the screen). "I love this song!" I then realized that the song was "Blow Me Away" by Breaking Benjamin.

Suddenly, there was Gazzy on the screen, smiling at us. Except he looked about ten then. Then it showed his head bent down over some wires and pieces of metal, and I realized it was a bomb and sighed.

Then it showed the Gasman again, except he looked like thirteen then, and it looked like he was talking to someone. And then there he was, looking about fifteen and I tried not to faint from seeing him so old. He looked even bulkier then Iggy or Fang right now, more muscles on his arms.

It showed more clips of Gazzy growing up and little scenes and things that we all 'ooh'd and 'aww'd at.

Right when the song said, "Blow Me Away!" It showed Gazzy, about eighteen or so, wings out and without his shirt (showing more muscles on his torso and upper body than I thought possible on Gazzy) as he threw a bomb looking thing to the ground and it exploded. It showed Gazzy flying through the air from the aftermath of it, but he was laughing and grinning. Then he did an upstroke with his wings as the song ended and he flew into the air, the fire below him exploding around him.

I decided this whole thing was pretty awesome.

When the screen went black, we all looked at Gazzy, smiling. He was ecstatic.

"THAT WAS AWESOME!" He shouted, high-fiving Iggy. They both grinned.

"Now, it's time for Angel." Nudge said.