Hi guys!
I really didn't plan on posting anything until February, but well...a little fanfic maybe brightens your day (or so I hope!).
This is dedicated to UnaverageWriterFreak. Yes, again. About a month ago I found what you wrote on instagram, defending me and my other Mallison story. That was really sweet of you and I would like to thank you for that. But don't you worry. I'll keep on writing Mallison and I would also like to announce tht this will be a multi-chapter fic. Hate comments can't stop me! doll ;)
It's written in a different style, it's very new to me too, but...it kinda felt good to try it out.
Little moments exploring both - Max and Allison's characters and their relationship, starting...when?
...well, right now:
Welcome to The Show
Welcome to The Show. Smile bright, be strong and fight.
Become your character, express their emotions, show whatever you're hiding inside.
And yes, she wants to to shine. To sing, to shout and laugh…it made her happy.
Truly happy.
So why not be an actress?
Allison knew it wasn't easy with her.
But it was even harder to actually be her.
Caring so much, too much sometimes, defending her loved ones, defend her values...
While others just laughed in her face.
Nerd. Freak. Geek.
And she wanted to answer them back. In the end she always did.
Please – oh she hated that word, it was just wrong to have to beg!-
Please come to our demonstration!
Pathetic.
No, listen to me!
Sily girl. They just keep on laughing.
Blind to see the truth behind that, naïve to think the earth, the world would function forever.
With people like them. Destroying it.
She looks around in all their faces, boys and girls, playing down the urgency and mocking the nature who protected their lifes.
No more. No longer
Oh, look at her! Girl, you seriously gonna cry!?
Ignorance.
One day, they will know she tries to calm herself down, one day.
People are dying today because of environmental pollution, because of ignorance.
Allison had informed herself well, talked to people and she has seen it.
She has seen so many things.
Someone needed to forgive her classmates for what they were doing. Make them realize they had zero respect.
"You look mad, girl?! Oh…look at her! Ha!"
Sit down, just sit down.
Or not.
"You are laughing at your fate! You morons! "
Helpless. Don't cry.
"I need to leave."
Whispers behind her, a mumbled apology.
Useless, she just…she just needs someone to fight with her! She's not to pity.
"Women..."
She slams the door shut behind her.
Stupid tears. Stupid emotions.
Stupid people.
"Allison?"
What. What now.
Why does everybody always wants to talk…but no one ever wants to listen?
"Allison!"
Oh my…now she knew.
"What's going on!?"
Steps getting closer. Running. He shouldn't see her like that.
"Max…"
A quick eye contact, his eyes widening. How could his brown eyes be so soft anyway?
Hugging her close. Don't cry.
So insecure. He doesn't know what to do.
Too many questions. The mood drops.
What did they do to her!? How dare they!?
Oh Max..
He gets mad usually, but this cuts a line.
It doesn't matter!
"They made you cry!"
Why would no one understand her!? Understand she wasn't crying about their offending words, but…for the world? Actually…for them!?
A quiet snicker.
No laughing matter. Not at all.
"I see a smile!"
No, shut up. Why did he get tempted so easily….well, he is a supervillain, he can't help it.
Stop! I'm ticklish!
No mercy.
The heck, she wants to be serious and he's ruining it!
Slapping his hands away, not really trying.
Max we're in public!
The public doesn't care! he answers.
Right.
He just wants to make her happy. It hurt him too much to see her sad.
"If you not gonna stop I'll..I'll..."
He laughs at her thoughtfull expression, but then freezes at her move.
A kiss. A real kiss.
He hadn't seen it coming, hands somewhat tangled in her long, dark hair…mind going completely blank.
Her lips were so soft against his. So close.
If now he's gonna give up?
Allison is beaming.
Allison…
Babe, did I startle you!?
A shy nod. Adorable.
She's got such a cute boyfriend.
If he's prepared now?
And magically, suddenly he was born prepared.
Their second kiss. Was better.
A real stage kiss, she claims.
His expression falls.
"What does that mean?"
That I'm stupid, she thought. Why did she just say that!?
A short explanation. In the school plays. She had been a character….she always was…
If she had kissed a guy on stage?
No, she lies.
…
"Yes."
Woah, did she seriously chose to ruin their moment!?
Woah.
Max wants to reply, but the words won't come.
It was nothing like this, Max! This was perfect!
A smile.
" You're perfect."
She wants him to know how much she cares. There's a tag giving away the label of his jacket...a label she hates.
For reasons.
Later. She would make him realize.
"I'm sorry."
Max, I'm sorry. Please…she cups his cheek.
Does he even know how beautifull his smile was?
"You're perfect too!"
Life was so bright today. Sweet things to say and do.
To live your live and grow…
It was forgotten, he told himself. He just needed to forget it.
"I'm sure you're a fantastic actress!"
You bet I am! And you? Don't you wanna join?
Get excited, own the stage and be in focus?
No…no that wasn't for him. He was a background character, wasn't he?
He felt like one.
"It must be hard so hard to pretend to be someone else!"
Allison agreed, yes, it was. But it was all worth it.
They listen to written characters, when she speaks on stage they listen.
He thought she was right. It was all worth it.
…
Later when he was home, he still thought about it.
"God, Max, you're so stupid!"
Yes, all worth it.
"Can't you do nothing right!?"
Just leave me alone Phoebe, I don't care, okay?
...
He was a supervillain, he had not time for this.
"Do your silly superhero stuff and leave!"
Leave me be. Leave before…
"Fine! FINE! I'm leaving, but one day…"
One day, you'll be all alone. One day.
Not today.
"Phoebe, I don't give a damn!"
Sometimes he felt his throath tighten at those words, but the more he used them, the less he felt it.
Today was an exception.
And Max, you got lipstick on your cheek!
He didn't look at her as she went upstairs.
Lipstick…Allison!
Going to the mirror, he admired the mark. Allison.
Just remembering the kiss made him feel better.
But as always it didn't last.
Mayhem is gonna call you!
Thanks Colosso! Thanks for reminding me!
It meant the mark must go. Had to disappear to hide his affection.
Pouring a bit of water on a hankerchief to clean his cheek, it felt wrong.
Wrong in every way.
"Hurry up!"
Closing his eyes he wiped it away. Betrayal.
He wanted to be reminded of her. Reminded, but he forced himself to go on.
Talk to Mayhem. Be tough. Be cold.
Staring at his mirror image, he tried to find something to show the dark lord.
It came easily to his mind.
Revenge to those who made Allison cry…
Revenge to the ones who made my girlfriend cry.
Once started it was easy to enforce those emotions, emotions of hate and anger.
"Don't you hate this world?" Max asked the teen in the mirror, who's features had changed drastically in the last few moments. This boy looked reckless, his eyes sharp and ruthless.
Impress Mayhem. Impress and succeed and don't fail. Allison's boyfriend can't be a faiulure.
"Because I'm perfect"he whispered and he would win for her. He didn't had the heart to disappoint her.
So welcome to the show.
Welcome to my life.
Bring on all the lights.
We're together here tonight.
That was chapter one. How did you like it? I used a few lines of the song "Welcome To The Show" by Adam Lambert, which inspired me for this chapter. As always a little review would make me happy =)