A/N: Aftermath! Max's POV.

Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride.

I stared through the smoke calmly, all of my flock and Fang's gang behind us as we stood side-by-side. I let my lips purse nicely before twisting them upward in almost a confused way. "You're seeing this too, right?" I asked, giving Fang a gentle elbow in the ribcage. "I'm not crazy, right?"

Fang had his arms folded across his chest and he was shaking his head. "Clearly, Dylan's design didn't take in the consideration of your clone," he said with a certain smugness that made me want to hit him. He shook his head quietly.

I let my eyes swing back from Fang to Dylan who was making out with Maya. Not surprisingly, Fang was right. Apparently, Dylan's Max Senses had failed him and he had tracked down the wrong Max. Now he was kissing Maya. Who was definitely not part of my flock. And she most definitely wasn't me.

"Eh," said my right-wing man, "look at it this way: we can still date if they're gonna get together."

I elbowed him again, this time making sure that there was a certain roughness in it. "Have you not seen the trouble that that always gets us into?"

He shrugged as those obsidian orbs of his found them in the swirling smoke again. He almost visibly winced at the sight of this, but I could tell that he was trying to suppress it. "It's like watching you kiss him."

"Aw, you still care, you evil heartbreaker," I said, smirking. Because maybe this little change of events was pretty good. And I was almost glad I had a clone.

He glared at me for a moment before moving his flock out of the licking, lapping flames. Fang didn't even look over his shoulder to think about Maya. He just got the rest of his gang out. I did the same thing, figuring that Dylan could catch up later using his Max Senses.

Unless Maya messed with them again…

A/N: Fin. Short, I know, but I like the hilarity of the ending. Review please and thanks!

~Sky