Moment Number 3:
Beep Beep Beep Beep
Sandy groaned, why did she put alarm clock on her Christmas list?
Slamming her fist down on the annoying electronic device it fell off her nightstand and on to the cold unforgiving ground below, it shattered as the mechanical pieces flew in different directions she flinched. Boy was she in for it now.
"Sandy Clarisse Torahamu! What have you done this time?" She heard her mom scream.
"Um, nothing mom!" So much for those $26…
Scrambling to pick up the pieces she slipped and a shard protruded her delicate skin, as the blood leaked she whimpered.
"I can't let mom see this, I'll get in so much trouble!"
She picked herself off the floor and rushed to the bathroom happy to see her brother had yet to fully wake up, she was in the clear. For now.
She ran the cold water and harshly took in a deep breath. The water turned a sickening red color and Sandy suddenly felt sick. Her stomach did flips and a nasty taste filled her mouth.
"Sandy! Sandy! What are you doing in there? Your taking way to long!" Stan screamed through the door. Yet all she heard was whispers.
Sandy stretched out her arm and unlocked the door. Only to collapse onto the hard wood.
"Sandy? What was that thud?! Sandy?"
The last thing Sandy saw was her brother rushing to her side…
…
"Thanks so much for coming, dude. Everybody else was busy."
"Thanks. Nice to know I was the last person on your 'buddy' list."
"Just be happy you're on the list."
"Shut up! I think she's waking up."
"Why did we invite the girls?"
"Cause they're her friends I guess."
"I said shut up! I don't need you talking trash about us!"
"Vait! Ve don't vant Sandy waking up to us fighting!"
"He needs to take back what he said!"
"Ookwee!"
"Hey no use for that language!"
"Since when are you able to understand her?"
"We've been best friends for like ever now. I think I would have caught on by now."
"Yeah, yeah. Just stop bickering!"
"Shut it bookworm!"
"You're the one who invited me. You just said we were buddies!"
"Ookwee!"
"You said it, Penelope!"
"Shut up, Cappy!"
"I didn't even do anything!"
"Stop flirting with my sister!"
"W-What are you talking about?"
"You know what Im talking about!"
"Leave Cappy alone!"
"Stan. Just stop talking."
"You shut up Maxwell! Before I shove that book up your-"
"Pashmina! Zhat's not nice!"
"You shut up too, Bijou! Im trying to bring peace here!"
"You're getting a little out of hand, Pashy."
"Pashmina will you come with me real quick?"
"What? No! No. Let go of me!"
"Were just going over here calm down."
"Let go of me Stan!"
"What's going on?" A whispered question made everyone turn to look at the pale red head who now sat up in her bed.
"Oh, um. How much of that did you hear?" Maxwell asked rushing to her bedside touching her face.
"I-"
"It doesn't matter! It only matters that you're okay now." Maxwell quickly leaned in and placed a kiss on her lips. Her gripped her in his arms and sighed.
"Heh… I guess I don't like the sight of blood." Sandy laughed, reaching a bandaged hand to rub the back of her neck.
"Yeah, Stan called us as soon as they got you to the hospital. We were-"A quiet giggled interrupted his sentence.
"Did you hear that?" A moan soon followed.
"Sounds like Pashmina." Sandy commented laughing at his red face. Climbing out of bed and peering around the corner and into the hallways she quickly caught sight of Stan and Pashmina. Stan had Pashmina pressed tightly against his chest with his arms around her waist. Pashmina's head was tilted to the side, her hair draping over her shoulder and brushing against one of their twined fingers as Stan hungrily sucked her soft neck.
"Let go of me, Stan!" I shrieked clawing at the hands around my waist as they roughly tugged me out of the room. As soon as we were out the door, he pushed me against the wall and pinned my arms above my head.
"W-What are you doing?" I questioned turning my blushing face and struggling.
"Just stop talking, Pashmina." He shushed, using a hand to gently brush hair behind my ear. He slowly bent his head so we were mere centimeters apart, "Just tell me to stop…"
"Don't stop…"
Our lips connected and soon enough our tongues were dancing to the fast beat of our hearts. He kissed along my jaw and nibbled on my ear, brushing my hair away for easier access. He grazed his lips over my tender neck and I giggled softly at the touch, I brushed my hands through his soft hair as he pulled me closer to him. I traced the feeling of his touch to his shoulder and down his sculpted arms. Intertwining our fingers as the feeling of his warm mouth encased my neck.
"Pashmina! Stan!" Sandy gasped nearly falling from her place by the door.
They both turned toward her shocked voice and jumped apart, Pashmina placing a hand against her throbbing neck and Stan placing his hands in his jacket pockets and pulling it down.
"Stan do you have a-?! Didn't Pash-?! Ugh…" Maxwell groaned from behind Sandy. Sliding a hand down his face.
Penelope rushed forwards and tugged at Pashmina's arms, "Ookyoo? Ookyoo Ookwee Ookwee ookyoo!" Penelope insisted as Pashmina's blush faded and dipped down to her sisters' height.
"Yes, Penelope. We can go to the vending machines."
"…Ookwee?"
Pashmina's hand shot to her neck as she gingerly placed a finger against it, her eyes widening in shock then wincing in pain.
"Oh my, God! Pashmina! You have a hickey!"
Her blush quickly returned at Cappy's blunt words. Stan fidgeted in his shoes.
"Um, yeah! How'd you get that, Pashy-babe? And when's my turn?"
"Oh, shut it, Stan! We saw you sucking her neck like a chocolate milkshake!"
"I don't know what you're- aw, forget it…" Stan sighed, turning red.
Sandy glanced back at Maxwell and giggled when she caught sigh of him staring at her neck.
"Wanna turn, Maxy?" She giggled, pressing their noses together as he smiled and pecked her lips.
"Yup. Now cover your butt, I can see it showing." He chuckled.
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Um… yeah. So… this story lives on. It's kinda crappy in the beginning… but its cuz it's been waiting for me for a few months to hurry up and finish it. It's weird that I remember I wanted them to catch Pashmina and Stan making out in the hallway… the hickey thing was an impulse. *wink wink* Haha! Please review!
Sandy x Maxwell 4ever signing off!