A/N: wrote this down during school. I recently started comparing MR1 to its manga. After STWOES
Fang
I was on the blog today, when I saw the worst pick-up line a fangirl had ever used. It read:
"Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But whips and chains excite me.
So throw me down
And tie me up
And Fang, please fucking bite me."
Regardless to say, I threw up a little in my mouth and deleted that post. I logged off the blog and went to find Max.
I found her in the kitchen, about to put something in the microwave. For those of you that don't know, we live with Max's mom, Dr. Martinez. Jeb paid for a bigger house so we has space, but we still live in Mesa.
Now, I have a room, Max does, Gazzy and Iggy share as do Nudge and Angel. Ella has her room and so does Dr. Martinez. Total sleeps in Angel's room.
Anyway, back to Max and the microwave. As you know, Max plus cooking equals failure. I flew (not literally) forward and knocked the can of whatever from her hand, spilling the contents on the floor.
"What the hell, Fang! I was gonna eat that!"
"One, you don't put cans in microwaves. That's bad for them. Two, you don't cook at all." She grumbled at that and got a new can of spaghetti-o's and handed them to me. "Fine, you make me a bowl then. And while you're at it, clean up your mess.
After I wiped up the faux-Italian food, the microwave beeped, telling me Max's food was done. I walked up the stairs (mine, Max's and Ella's rooms are on the second floor) to Max's room to deliver her spaghetti-o's.
That's how it started.