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" Ahhh, " It feels good to let my wings out. I haven't flown in . . . seconds. Anyway.

     Dylan, straight from Creepy R Us, is staring at me. Jeez. He has got to stop that. I turned to glare at him, hard and cold. Using the glare I reserved for my most resilient enemies, and my sometimes uncooperative flock.

    He noticed, to say the least. " Sorry, Max. Your wings are just-perfect. I can't help myself," he grinned.

    " Thanks, " I said flatly, and his grin faded.

    " Come on. Let's get going. You climb. " Okay, I was kind of pouring on the mean, but his staring was really weird.

    " All right then. " He stepped on the ladder, and started to swiftly climb. Not to be upstaged by the new mutant on the block, I ran a couple steps, and jumped, catching the air with my wings. The air whistled around me, and I felt like the raptors we had flown with, feeling so graceful and powerful, especially compared to that guy down on the ground. I pushed myself into overdrive, enjoying the sunset shining on me, and landed lightly in front of the house. I looked down off the edge, and saw Dylan, two-thirds up. And, he was staring at me with enough admiration to make me puke (then roundhouse him).

    " What's taking so long? I thought you were supposed to be Super Boy. " Aren't I fantastic folks? His face flushed.

     " Sorry. Again. You are so-powerful. " Ugh.

    " Whatever. Just hurry."

    He started climbing so fast it was almost amazing. Almost. A minute later, he was up. I turned to face the house, and did a running leap onto the roof. He tried to copy me, with semi-clumsy results.

    He turned to face the canyon, deliberately not looking at me. I grinned, waiting for the right moment . . .

    " Max, I want you to know-, " I guess I'll never hear what he wanted me to know, because I pushed him off the roof. Hard. Hard enough to not only go off the roof, but into the canyon. The surprised look on his face almost made me crack up laughing, but I controlled myself. Hey, I said I was mean, not cruel. Yet. By then his basic instincts kicked in, and his wings popped out, catching him.

    " Wow, " I whispered, more to myself than to him. I had never- not with the kids or Iggy, Fang, or even me- seen anyone catch on to flying so quickly. There is no way he hadn't flown  well before. He flew around in circles, looking like a baby hawk, lacking the grace and finesse of the older birds. He landed lightly next to me, looking excited. Poor kid, this was the most fun he had ever had flying, that was for sure.

    " Max, that was amazing, I'd never flown that well before. I guess it was all because of you, " he smiled, " No one has ever pushed me off a roof though. "

    " I guess that wasn't so hard, now was it? Come on, let's get inside. "

    I jumped down, and sensed rather than heard him come down after me. He looked really happy, but I wished this would be the last time that I had to deal with him. I opened the door, knowing that I probably wouldn't get my wish.

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" Ahhh, " It feels good to let my wings out. I haven't flown in . . . seconds. Anyway.

     Dylan, straight from Creepy R Us, is staring at me. Jeez. He has got to stop that. I turned to glare at him, hard and cold. Using the glare I reserved for my most resilient enemies, and my sometimes uncooperative flock.

    He noticed, to say the least. " Sorry, Max. Your wings are just-perfect. I can't help myself," he grinned.

    " Thanks, " I said flatly, and his grin faded.

    " Come on. Let's get going. You climb. " Okay, I was kind of pouring on the mean, but his staring was really weird.

    " All right then. " He stepped on the ladder, and started to swiftly climb. Not to be upstaged by the new mutant on the block, I ran a couple steps, and jumped, catching the air with my wings. The air whistled around me, and I felt like the raptors we had flown with, feeling so graceful and powerful, especially compared to that guy down on the ground. I pushed myself into overdrive, enjoying the sunset shining on me, and landed lightly in front of the house. I looked down off the edge, and saw Dylan, two-thirds up. And, he was staring at me with enough admiration to make me puke (then roundhouse him).

    " What's taking so long? I thought you were supposed to be Super Boy. " Aren't I fantastic folks? His face flushed.

     " Sorry. Again. You are so-powerful. " Ugh.

    " Whatever. Just hurry."

    He started climbing so fast it was almost amazing. Almost. A minute later, he was up. I turned to face the house, and did a running leap onto the roof. He tried to copy me, with semi-clumsy results.

    He turned to face the canyon, deliberately not looking at me. I grinned, waiting for the right moment . . .

    " Max, I want you to know-, " I guess I'll never hear what he wanted me to know, because I pushed him off the roof. Hard. Hard enough to not only go off the roof, but into the canyon. The surprised look on his face almost made me crack up laughing, but I controlled myself. Hey, I said I was mean, not cruel. Yet. By then his basic instincts kicked in, and his wings popped out, catching him.

    " Wow, " I whispered, more to myself than to him. I had never- not with the kids or Iggy, Fang, or even me- seen anyone catch on to flying so quickly. There is no way he hadn't flown  well before. He flew around in circles, looking like a baby hawk, lacking the grace and finesse of the older birds. He landed lightly next to me, looking excited. Poor kid, this was the most fun he had ever had flying, that was for sure.

    " Max, that was amazing, I'd never flown that well before. I guess it was all because of you, " he smiled, " No one has ever pushed me off a roof though. "

    " I guess that wasn't so hard, now was it? Come on, let's get inside. "

    I jumped down, and sensed rather than heard him come down after me. He looked really happy, but I wished this would be the last time that I had to deal with him. I opened the door, knowing that I probably wouldn't get my wish.