Supply Closet

Lisanka

I really ship this couple and I just had to write a fanfic for it. All characters belong to Jennifer Finney Boylan. Please read and review!

2:45

Max's heartbeat quickened as he spotted Falcon Quinn, strolling by the weeping willow. He quickly jogged up to him, determined to talk to Falcon Quinn.

"Hey Max." Falcon gave him a small wave.

"Hey." Max sighed.

"You okay, man?"

"Well...no. I don't think our relationship will work out. I'm totally head over heels for you man, but you're as appealing as pizza to everyone around you. Megan, Destynee, and Jonny? They all want you and maybe I'm paranoid, but you seem to want Megan or Jonny sometimes."

"We're just friends! And I do like you-like you, Max, truly!"

"Maybe you do, but even then, i fear for our relationship. I don't think it would last long or be good, so let's just call it quits. Goodbye Falcon. I'm sorry."

He walked away, leaving Falcon utterly distraught and shocked.

5:45 p.m

Max strolled down the hall on his way to Mad Science. Staring down at his feet, he was shocked when he felt someone bump into him, causing them both to fall into an open supply closet. The door quickly slammed shut, with a sharp 'click'.

"huh? Ow!" Max got up, rubbing his head.

"Max?"

"Falcon?"

They stared awkwardly at each other, each reluctant to be the first to break the silence.

"We should get out." Falcon quietly said. He tried to open the door, but the knob broke off in his hand.

"Great! Stuck in a supply closet till 7:00 p.m with you! Just great!" Max kicked a bucket by his feet.

"I thought you liked me! I can't believe you'd get jealous over Megan and Jonny! Megan is our friend, from Coldwater Maine no less, and Jonny is one of us, like it or not!"

"They like you, man! It's like totally obvious Megan wants you, likes you. And it's less obvious with Jonny, but you could tell. Destynee, well we all know, but she has no chance. And Megan and Jonny were always so obviously flirting with you, and you seemed to like it!"

"Max, I-"

"I don't want to hear it Falcon!"

With that, Max and Falcon just sat there for some time in silence, only breathing. Time passed, for how long neither one knew. Then, Falcon began to speak.

"Max." Falcon's voice was trembling. "I do like you. I like your sense of humor, your immense appetite. I like your optimism, your hippiness, your love for life. I just like Megan and Jonny, as my friends. And we're okay with being just friends. I think that we can still be in a relationship. Can we just try again?"

Max thought. "Maybe. But, hey I'll still be your friend, even if we're still broken up. We're too close to completely go our separate ways."

"We'll always have Maine and Castle Grisleigh." Falcon smiled a little.

"Yeah, good times dude."

Falcon leaned over and kissed Max on the cheek.

Then, the door opened. A custodian, a walking broom, bellowed: "Ok, go on now! Git!"

Falcon and Mac quickly left, holding hands.

"You want to try again, Max?"

"Yes."