Chapter 2: The Budding Romance
"Hey, Jason, do you have any idea what Max is making?" "No clue." "I'm gonna check." Myila- or, as she was being called, Tails- went over to the picnic table where Max was boiling something on a burner. He was carefully holding a tablespoon of cooking oil over the pot, trying to put in just a few drops. "What are you making?" Tails asked. This surprised Max, and he dropped the spoon in the pot, causing it to heat up intensely due to the cooking oil. "Myila, look what you made me do!" This was the fist time Jason or Max called her Myila, and Max looked mad enough to kill! "Calm down, I'll go into town and get some more food. In the mean time, you to make up," Jason said. "Fine," Max said, turning the stove off. As soon as Jason left and was out of earshot, Max started freaking out. "Myila, why would you do that? Now, Jason has to go out of his way to get food for what you did! Are you even sorry!?" "Yes! I didn't mean to scare you, but it's not my fault you're jumpier than a Durant at a Heatmor family picnic!" "What does that even mean?!" "Figures you wouldn't know." "Why would I need to know about some stupid steel-type!?" Now, this set Tails off. "Stupid!? Steel types are not stupid! My family has worked with steel types ever since Pokemon had first become tamable, and ever since then we have worked hard to get steel types the recognition they deserve! Calling steel types stupid is worse than calling me stupid!" "Well, why tell you something you already know?" "WHAT!?" Tails grabbed Max by the collar and started screaming at him. "How dare you call me stupid! I swear, my brother did that to me once, and he had a limp for weeks!" "Did... did he fall?" Max asked nervously. "Nope," Tails said, holding Max close to her face. Max tried to squirm away, but Tails yanked him back, and his lips smashed into hers. After about a minute of not moving, they pushed each other away.
"I can't believe Tails did that!" Jason was complaining to his Glaceon, who was going brain-dead of boredom. "Max looked mad," she said, exhaling an icy breath. "I know! But, hopefully they've made up by now." Just then, a skater came out from a cross road and nearly hit Jason! "Hey, what's the big idea!?" he yelled. The skater came back, and Jason was shocked to see it was a girl holding a Riolu. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you!" she said. "But, I need to get my Riolu to the Pokemon center, and I can't find it!" Jason saw that her gray-blue eyes were holding back tears, and Jason couldn't help but feel sorry for her. "Go that way and take a left, and you'll see it," he said, pointing forward. "Oh, thank you!" she said, then left. "Well, that was weird." Jason said. "Yeah. You gotta admit, she was kinda cute." Glaceon said. "Yeah... she was..." Jason's cheeks grew bright red.
"Why would we do that?!" Tails had pushed Max away, and was catching her breath. "I don't know," Max said, "But it was gross!" "I know, why did you do it!?" "What? You're the one who pulled me closer! If anything, you kissed me!" "Wha- Ah! Your right!" Tails hugged her legs and clenched her fists. "Why would I..." she whispered to herself. "Uh... Tails?" Tails took a deep breath, and fought back tears. "Are you okay?" Max went over and sat down next to her, but she pushed him away. "Don't look at me." Why would I do this? Tails thought. Mom always said, 'Don't rush a relationship, Myila, and don't have one when you are to young,' and now look at me! She would be ashamed. "Come on, get up Tails." Max held his hand out, and helped Tails up. "Alright, Tails, I get this is awkward, but we need to talk about it. First, Jason must never know." "Right. No one can." "Uh-huh. Now, just because this happened, doesn't mean we can't be friends." "Right... friends." Max and Tails looked into each others eyes, and felt something like they had never felt before. "Uh, here. I have an idea." Tails took out a piece of paper and a pen, and wrote July 20, 3016. "Max... I... like you." she said, looking down. "I like you too." "You wanna try again?" "When?" Tails gave him the paper. "How old will you be then?" She asked. "Fifteen. You?" "Fourteen." "Alright. 3016. See you then." Tails laughed at this, and Max laughed with her. "Well, I guess you made up." "Oh, Jason! Yeah, you could say that.