AN: Just read the chapter. (Oh and in case you can't figure it out for the life of you it's Max's B-day party)

"Hey, Roxy."

A smiling, red head popped out from behind the corner. "Yeah, Aaron?"

"Your cookies are burning."

Roxy scrambled to the kitchen and pulled yet another burning batch of chocolate chip cookies. Furious, she threw the pan into the sink and threw her oven mitts on the ground.

"UGH! I'm never going to get this done by tonight! Why can't I get this right?" she yelled, frustrated.

"Have you witnessed our mother's cooking skills?" I laughed.

Roxy buried her head in her arms and huffed.

"Why don't you just have Ryan help you?" I suggested.

Roxy's head snapped up with a look that said; what are you, a lunatic? "He's with Marie!" she exclaimed as if it was the plainest answer in the world.

I rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen lazily. Within an hour, we had produced a batch of cookies that nearly lived up to Grandma's.

"Thank god. I love you, Aaron!" Roxy cried, and pulled me into a bone-crushing hug.

"Roxy- my lungs-" I choked out.

Roxy pulled me away and inspected my face. "Oh, you'll live."

I grinned, and we piled the cookies onto a red-and-black checkered plate Roxy had painted when she was three.

Aunt Ella scurried into the kitchen and zoomed to the stove, stirring the concoction carefully. Murmuring reminders to herself, she hurried back out of the kitchen, yelling for Uncle Iggy.

We dropped off the plate and were heading back to the kitchen when Marie ran downstairs.

"SHE'S COMING!" she screamed.

Everybody was still for a fraction of a second- and then everything happened all at once. Aunt Ella and Uncle Iggy ran into the closet, Aunt Nudge and Uncle Gazzy scampered out the door, and Roxy and I dashed into the kitchen.

Mom looked about ready to choke someone when we jumped out, but once she realized we weren't here to abduct her kin, she cooled off quickly.

Dad gave her one of his rare laughs and we directed her to the cookies. We laughed and ate the rest of the afternoon until even Uncle Iggy was full, and then we went and sat on the ground outside and listened to Marie complain about how fat she was going to get.

I thought silently, thanking god we didn't have to fight evil any longer. It sounded really cliché- but it was true. It felt good not to have the burden of saving our family and us every day, and honestly? I didn't know how my parents, aunts and uncles did this every day as kids and teens.

Curious to see what was happening around me, I twisted my head and saw Marie and Ryan snuggling together, holding hands. (Uncle Gazzy was shooting glares at Ryan that they were completely oblivious to.) I looked to my other side and saw Roxy laughing with Mom, making crazy movements with her hands. I smiled and looked back up at the sky; the sun was starting to set, so the sky was slowly transitioning to a dark purple, red, and orange mural of color.

"I don't know about you, but I think I've had enough life-threatening adventures for a lifetime," Roxy said, smirking.

I nodded and grinned. So I guess this is where that story ended- but a whole new one was just beginning.

AN: TROLLOLLOLL! Guess what guys? LAST CHAPTER AND LAST STORY OF THIS SEIRES! I loved writing it, but I was starting to indeed feel it was becoming a bit too forced and cliché. So for those who followed me throughout the WHOLE FREAKING 3 PART SAGA. I love you :D for those who came upon this days, weeks, or years after I've finished. I love you too. Thanks to my beta, Sierra, for fixing all my careless mistakes, my reviewers; who inspire me daily, and to Zoura and Eva for being there from start to finish! I can't thank you all enough!