RTC: A little Max and Emily for you! Wanted to do this forever!

Max: Clue 10 down: Owner of Beyblade. Well, the answer is certainly not Ray-Tiger-Cat!

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Her team mate often teased her about how she should get some more normal hobbies. How only little old ladies did the crossword.

But she couldn't help it! It was such a nerdy hobby, but she was classed as a nerd anyway, so what did it matter?

Then one day, she suddenly had a new team mate. Max. She couldn't care less what the other guys said, but deep down inside, she wanted to impress max. So she hid her obsession.

"Hey Emily! Can I come in?"

She opened her mouth to reply, but he had already entered.

"Hey, what's that?"

"N-Nothing!" she muttered, shoving the offending crossword under her pillow.

"Let me see! Please?" Damn those cute puppy eyes.

"No!"

Giggling, he threw himself onto the bed and began tickling her with one hand while grabbing the crossword with the other.

She blushed. "Old lady habit," she muttered.

"Nah, it's kinda cute."