A/N: Hello everyone! Now that MR3 is out, I'm sure fanfiction writers everywhere are writing new stories. Well, here's mine. It's going to be slow at the beginning, and I'm just writing as we go along with out a real plan (which I never do) so we'll see how it turns out! Reviews are love! Sorry if this is all one paragraph. I didn't type it that way. I'm trying to fix it.

"So, Max, where to now?" asked Fang, swooping past me almost without sound.

I shrugged. "Any ideas, guys?"

Nudge gaped at me for a second, and then remembered to close her mouth. "You mean…we don't have to do anything right now?"

"For the moment, no," I replied, grinning. "We're still on the 'save the world' mission and all that, but don't you think we all deserve a break after everything we were just through?"

Nudge nodded enthusiastically. "Definitely!"

"I thought so."

But she wasn't done yet. "I want to go to Rome!"

Fang and I shared a glance. "Uh…Rome?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah! You know, in Italy?"

"I know where Rome is," I retorted, "I want to know why you want to go there."

"It's supposed to be so pretty! You know, with the gondolas, and the canals, and all the statues!"

"Statues, yes. Gondolas and canals…isn't that Venice?" Iggy asked. Total piped up from his carrier on Iggy's back. (For our sanity, please don't tell him it's for babies.)

"Venice is supposed to be gorgeous too. In my opinion, it's better than Rome."

"Did anyone ask your opinion? Nope, didn't think so." I said, meaning for that to shut him up. "You guys, half of us just got back to the States. I really don't feel like heading back to Europe right now." I noticed Fang look at me out of the corner of my eye, but I didn't glance back.

"What about…Indiana?" Angel suggested.

"Why, what's there?" I asked, looking to my left to see her.

She shrugged. "I don't know."

"California?" asked Iggy.

I shook my head. "Too many beaches."

"That's exactly my point! The beaches!" More like the beach babes, I thought wryly.

"Every time we've been to a beach in the past, we're always attacked. Admit it."

"Fine," he grumbled. "I still want to go to a beach, though."

"Fang?" I asked finally. "Where do you want to go?" He shrugged. Why did I even expect an answer?

"Okay…since no one has any ideas…let's go to…" I thought for a moment. Then the light bulb went on. "I know! Chicago!"

"We could see the Sears Tower!" Nudge exclaimed excitedly.

"There're parks!" cried Total.

"People to get ourselves lost in," mused Fang.

"Hot dog stands!" said Iggy and Gazzy together.

Angel's eyes shone. "Toy stores!"

I smiled. "Alright, then. Chicago it is."


Have you ever been to Chicago? Well, let me tell you – it is huge. Not as big as NYC, but have you seen the skyline? It's way more impressive from the air. It was sunset of the next day when we arrived at the Windy City, and the sun's glow lit up the buildings from behind, making the view gorgeous. Fortunately, at the moment, it wasn't extremely windy.

"Wow…" breathed Nudge. That's the shortest sentence I've ever heard her say.

"What does it look like?" Iggy asked Fang eagerly. Fang described it in a low voice. I couldn't catch every thing he said.

"What are we doing first?" Gazzy wondered, turning towards me.

"We're finding a hotel," I replied. "A nicer one, for a change."

Angel and Nudge cheered. "A room with real beds!"

"Television!" chipped in Gazzy.

"Going down," I called, and swooped down toward the city.

We landed in the trees of a far corner of a deserted park. We climbed down and hopped the last few branches to the ground. "Now, let's see…we need a map or something…" I murmured to myself, doing a sweep of the park as I thought. I found a stand that was selling tourist books by the street. "Wait here," I told my flock, and started toward the stand.

"Excuse me," I asked the man selling the books. He leered down at me, revealing a mouth full of rotten teeth.

"Yes, missie?" He spoke with a lisp as well, so it sounded like, "Yeth, mithie?"

"How much for a book?"

"Ten dollars," he sneered, "and you're getting a deal."

I blinked. Ten dollars was a deal? I shook my head and forked over nine dollars. I ran before he could figure out I'd gypped him. Hey, call me a cheapskate, but a dollar is a dollar.

I waved the book in the air at my flock. "Ta da! Now, to find a hotel…" I flipped through the pages until I found the right section. "What about this one?" I suggested. "Four stars, room service…oh, never mind, it's eight hundred dollars per night for each room."

"Who has that much money?" Iggy wondered aloud.

"Beats me," I answered, still peering at the book. "Oh, here's one. Three stars, free breakfast, two queen sized beds per room. Sound good?"

There was a chorus of 'yeah' in response. "Okay, then," I said, scanning the address. "This way."

It wasn't too long of a walk to the hotel. We walked in the doors and immediately felt out of place. This place was a palace compared to what we were used to. "Tell Total to stay hidden and quiet," I whispered to Iggy, and marched up to the receptionist and gave him my best charming smile. "Hi. I'd like six rooms, please? Connected, if you have them."

He eyed me suspiciously. "Where's your parent?"

I tossed my hair over my shoulder impatiently. "Mom is over there." I pointed to a random lady, hoping I couldn't be proved wrong. "She told us to get the rooms while she took care of something. So can you get them for us?"

He typed something into his computer. "We don't have six connected rooms. We have three."

"How much?" I asked, leaning forward.

"How long are you staying?"

I shrugged. "I don't know."

"It's two hundred dollars per night."

Guess we weren't staying long.

"We'll take it."

He handed us seven room keys. "One for each of you and one for your….mother. You'll be in rooms 319, 320, and 321 on the third floor. Have a nice stay." I just nodded and headed for the stairs. It was only three flights up, and besides, elevators made us all claustrophobic. I noticed Fang giving me an odd look. What was that for?

As soon as we were in front of our rooms, Angel and Nudge swiped the keys to 319. "Thanks, Max!" Iggy and Gazzy took 320 before Fang or I could say a word.

I glanced at him. "Guess it's the two of us, then."

He nodded. "Guess so."

Oh, the joy.

A/N: So, how is it so far? Good? Bad? Excellent? Horrible? Please tell me! This may be asking a lot, but 5-10 reviews before next update? Just a request…but I still want the reviews. (grins angelically)