Max: Hey! We're a bunch of super mutants from a science lab who can fly, and are being chased by a group of were-wolves!
(Were-wolves take Angel)
Max: Because I am the bossy parent figure, we shall go rescue her! But you can't come cause you're blind, and you can't because you're eight. However, I will allow the loud mouthed nine year old to come and the dashingly handsome stereotypical dark-brooding-emo boy because I have an enormous crush on him, but I won't admit it.
Fang: Um, you do?
Max: Moving on now.
(They fly to California. Various mishaps along the way delay them slightly. Like Max being shot.)
Max: Now we are at the lab rescuing Angel using a convenient flock of predatory birds. Oh, and I found out that a man who I thought was dead isn't. Weird, huh?
(They fly to New York in a relatively short period of time.)
Max: Now that we are in New York, we will go straight into the psycho scientists hands by showing up at their doorstep a second time b