DISCLAIMER: Life is Strange is a product of DONTNOD Entertainment and Square Enix as well as Jean-Luc Cano and Christian Divine; and the characters, setting, and game itself is, in no way my own.

I am simply here to add my creative twist to the story

To the Picture Wall

Max returned to the Monday in Chloe's room. Yet, this time, the place was a bit different. Gone were the Rachel Amber posters from Chloe's desk and, instead was some memorabilia and nostalgia of the better days back in their childhood. William's camera was also on the desk next to Max's battered Polaroid. Yet, the most substantial difference was Chloe. More specifically, where she was; sitting next to Max as if no time had passed between them, rather than near the stereo system in a reserved skepticism.

"You there, Max?" Chloe asked, her head slanted to look closer at the hipster friend, "You spaced out there when I gave you the photo of Rachel and I"

Perfectly fine. Just changed your past by having Rachel actually run away to California and staying safe from Jefferson and Prescott. Also, probably breaking the fabric of reality, but at this point, I don't care. Max inwardply punished herself for that, but managed to shrug off the same mood from being visible to Chloe.

"I'm fine" she said, handing the photo back to Chloe "Just...couldn't take my eyes off either beautiful girl."

Chloe, noticing the sly flirt that went both ways, be it Rachel or her, simply smiled and flipped off Max, whom merely laughed softly

"Yeah, I know. She looks cute as well. Smart, sassy and sexy, just like me...right?"

"Definitely" Max teased back, shoving her friend playfully, "I bet she wouldn't be able to decide between the either of us"

Chloe looks back at her with a mild amusement and boasts in pride, "Please, we all know her true admiration for me", causing Max to stick her tongue out at her. Then, giving in to slight admission, Chloe said, "Then again, maybe. She was a model and you're a photographer."

Max relaxes on the bed as the two just sit in silence, pondering about what to do next. Maybe head to the cliff and see what happens and if it is any different. That is, until Chloe perks up.

"By the way," she stated, "I was told by you to keep you from destroying this today".

She handed to Max the photo for the Everyday Heroes contest. The photo even Max believed that she had rid of many weeks ago by tearing it up. Maybe a consequence of keeping Rachel alive from Jefferson. Yet, here it was, the endless routes of time travel for Max to meddle with, bring back souls near and dear to both her and Chloe, changing the events of themselves and fixing up a lot of the mess made that afflicted her Bluenette babe. And Max, inwardly excited and screaming with jubilation, couldn't be happier to have Chloe do this for her, never mind the moralisitc sense trying to reason the damage this could cause down the road.

Yet, what did catch her attention was the statement about Chloe being told not to destroy the photo.

"We met up in Blackwell?" Max asked, perplexedly

Chloe, looking at Max as if she was from another planet, said "You don't remember? I was dropping you off to school from my place and I asked for your help with Nathan and your camera?"

Max was amazed at what she heard. Wait, I actually had the courage to meet up with Chloe when I got back? Max thought. However, considering what she had or hadn't said to Rachel may have placed a reason.

And sure enough, Chloe proved her point.

"Rachel always told me after the day we took that picture that I should make amends with you," Chloe stated, "And the funny thing is I always questioned why she preferred that. She even stated that in the letter she gave me before she disappeared; but, I took her advice, told Joyce about you, and I got lucky when you went to Two Whales a week after you settled in"

Max, happy to hear about the meetup and the potential memories to read about in the journal, simply stood up to walk to Chloe and embrace her in a warm and friendly hug, snuggling up into the embrace as she whispered into her ear, "And that's the best part about coming back"

Chloe, grinning like and idiot at the statement, squeezed Max as she took in the hug and then finally released the hipster from her grasp and decided not to play it too close to the heart and shook it off by moving back into her independent groove

"Say, David is watching the rounds at Black-Hell" she said, grabbing her black leather coat, "Want to hit up the Two Whales for dinner?"

Max, seizing the opportunity to jump into the picture, agreed but said, "Go ahead and start up the truck, I'll be there in a moment"

Chloe nodded and began walking out the room, but stopped and turned around to Max once again.

"By the way," she said, much softer and more serious, "I doubt I ever thanked you for the day you brought some sanity into David."

Max, remembering the moment earlier she stepped up to David, looked at her with keen interest, "Really?"

"Fucking yeah" Chloe said, "Actually reasoning with him, calming him down. It was scary when you did it, but he's changed since then. He certainly isn't going to take the spot of my Dad and we aren't all buddy buddy every time, but he certainly isn't any Step-Dick"

Finally, she sees the good in him like I did. "You're welcome," Max grinned, "Always looking out for you"

Chloe grinned, "Never stopped, did you?". She walked out, not noticing the blushing Max. Max, however, shook back to reality as she looked down to the photo she needed.

Let's go and save some more, Super Max...

The room felt blurry and blotchy at the windows and around the wall a bit, but regardless, Max could see her Blackwell dorm in focus as she saw the wall of pictures and even the dresser with books and some photo albums.

Finally, the hub of where I can change time drastically and, hopefully save others.

Max looked around through the many photos, from family portraits and Caufield keepsakes to summer camp and school photos with Chloe and others. She continued until she rested her eyes upon the photo of Chloe and her with the Price Family's treasured cat, Bongo. Taken two weeks before the car took the feline's life away.

How about you...

A/N: Have the new chapter in. My only issue that I had with this one was the damn chapter title. I figured the rather cheesy twist for "To the Batmobile!" would be nice, fitting in Max. Yet, I just am not so sure about it rn. Nevertheless, hope you enjoy it and any critique and comments are welcomed.

As for the story, I am looking to limit to 1-2 chapters a week with the likeliness being at least once a week. That way, we have a routine of you being able to read and me being able to give you quality chapters. Yet, I am open to newer ideas, critique from others and any questions. If you like the story, share and recommend it to others. I am always looking to expand and improve.

On a personal note, I am expecting some rough weather down here later today, and it doesn't look pretty. So, if you don't receive a chapter nest week, just know...I had to send myself into a different reality through Max's powers xD

Have a hella day, shaka brahs.