Daddy's Home Part 2

Chapter One

Max's P.O.V

**One Week Later**

Since my freak out, my dad had been a little worried about me.

But I assured him that it was most likely a one time occurance, and that I'd be fine.

Also, Ari and Angel had gotten here, and clung to my feet almost all the time.

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I was putting up a new poster for the band Guns N' Roses and listening to Metallic's "Enter Sandman" when Fang came into my room.

"Hey, Max." he whispered in my ear.

"Hey," I smiled, turning around and kissing him. "Can you help me hang this?"

"Sure."

I let go of the poster and it fell to the ground.

He picked it back up and hung it with some tape.

"Max… I actually came here to ask you something."

"Okay, shoot." I said, turning off Metallica.

"Well, Max… I've never really done this before… So I don't really know how it works…"

I nodded for him to continue, so he did.

"Well, Max. I love you with all my heart… And I couldn't ask for someone better. You're my world. If you're in a fight, I'll be right there next to you. And, Max…" he started to knee down… pulling something out of his pocket.

Holy (insert cuss word of your choice here)

"Max, I love you…" he got down on one knee and pulled out a little velvet box.

"Max, will you marry me?"

My entire world froze.

Why the hell does he keep doing this to me?

My mouth hung open for a few seconds until I let out an ear piercing scream.

"Max…? You okay?" Fang asked, standing back up.

"Yes." I answered.

That yes was an answer to me agreeing to marry him, but he didn't seem to get it.

"Yes." I said again.

"Max, I'm glad you're okay, but will you answer my question."

I laughed.

"Why the hell are you laughing? I asked you to marry me and you laugh?"

"Yes. The last, like, three times I said yes, I meant yes. Yes, I'll marry you."

He looked surprised at first, until I snatched the ring out of his hand, and slipped it onto the ring finger of my left hand.

"Why does this ring look so familiar?" I asked, looking down at it, and wiggling my fingers.

(BTW, I Have A Pic Of Max's Ring On My Profile)

"Because it was your mother's." I heard someone else answer.

I spun around to see who was in the doorway.

It was my dad.

"You knew?" I asked.

He nodded, entering the room.

"Well, of course. I couldn't ask you to marry me without asking your dad first." Fang laughed.

"Oh, how classy of you." I laughed.

"When I told Iggy, he did a back handspring and baked a cake. Which reminds me, he wants you to come over later and try it. He even frosted 'Congrats Max&Fang on it'."

I laughed.

"When did you come and ask?"

"About a week ago."

"And where the hell was I when the chainsaw got pulled out?"

My dad rolled him eyes and answered, "You were at school. And there was no chainsaw."

"I was just as surprised as you are." Fang laughed, slipping his arm around my waist, and pulling me closer to him.

"What convinced you to let him ask, Dad?" I asked, hugging onto Fang, and resting my head on his chest.

"It was something he said…"

"What'd he say."

"I think I know…," Fang started. He cleared his throat and said, for apparently the second time, "I know she's your princess… But she's my Cinderella… And I wanna be her Prince Charming."

"Aww." I hugged him tighter, and kissed his cheek.

My dad rolled his eyes, laughed, and left the room.

"Don't worry, you are my Prince Charming."