Oh Lord. Who's ready for this chapter? Who remembers this shit being the actual reason I started writing these extensions? Because it is.

It's time for more Danvid. I'd like to, once again, apologize if you're not a fan of them. Just ignore this buddy.

Cont. Day 20: Blind-Date

David and Max ate breakfast quietly. David was bouncing happily in his seat while Max watched him with annoyed eyes. Nearly a week had passed since David had gone out with… uhg, Daniel. And for some reason, he was so unbelievably happy about it. Max was practically disgusted by the amount of love that radiated from David when he thought of Daniel. God it was unbearable. But it made David happy.

Today Daniel will be coming back for another fucking date with him.

'It'll never end!' Max screamed silently. He'd never let anyone know just how wrong he thought this "relationship" was. Did everyone just forget what Daniel did? Apparently, since no one has bothered to point it out! But, again, this made David happy. He's in his mid-twenties, Max supposed it was time for him to just find love and be done with the search. But why did David insist on people who would just leave him?

Whatever the reason, it didn't really matter. Max just hoped nobody would die. He stood from his seat at the table where the two were eating and walked off, not bothering to excuse himself, not that it ever mattered much to him. Or to David, who was still clearly excited about the day.

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Max sat him his room, begging time to slow or stop. He was still dreading Daniel returning and stealing David away for a few hours. He knew that David didn't see anything wrong, but he rarely ever saw the bad in anything. Max knew he couldn't do a thing about it, but that wouldn't keep him from being angry. Nothing would. He didn't know what time Daniel would show up, but it was probably soon. He could hear David wandering throughout the house looking for something, most likely a brush for his strange hair fluff. 'He always gets ready so late.' Max could judge him all he wanted.

RIIIIIING!

Shit, that was the door!

From outside his room, Max could hear David jump and scamper towards the front door. Lord, this man really was excited. Max peaked out of his room in time to see David adjust himself one final time and open the door with a bright smile. "Daniel!" The blonde smiled back, it wasn't as creepy as it used to be, now looking calm and caring. "Hello, David."

Max rolled his eyes at the display. They've only seen each other twice before now, and one of those times was terrifying. But Max kept quiet and let the two adults have their moment.

After a quick minute of "how are you?" and a bit of plan-discussing, David looked in Max's direction and laughed a bit. "I nearly forgot to say goodbye to Max. I'll be right back!" David practically skipped over to Max and knelt down to give the boy a hug. "Just like last time, I won't be gone too long. No leaving the house. Call me or Gwen if you need something important." He stood up and before walked off said, "And I'll be fine."

He always knew just what he worried Max. He nodded, telling David he understood. A smile crossed the tallers face and he made his happy way back over to Daniel, who was still waiting at the door. They walked out, David giving Max one last wave goodbye.

Now alone, Max sighed and rubbed his temples in annoyance, a recurring feeling. He couldn't follow them, which meant no watching their every move. This also means if David was murdered, he wouldn't be able to prove it was Daniel.

All he could do was sit and wait. At least he was listening to David for once.

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Max had started spending the majority of his alone-time by the front door, for when David came home. Man, if he knew just how worried Max was...

'Would he be proud or upset?' He wondered. Well, it didn't matter at the moment, what did matter was that after ovre three hours of waiting impatiently, he could swear he heard a car pull into the driveway. He didn't swing the door open, only to keep David from thinking that he'd been waiting, but he didn't move from his spot. He watched the door knob as it twitched from being unlocked and then it spun.

David stepped in with Daniel right behind him. Max was disappointed, he had really wanted Daniel to leave and not see him. Now he's in their fucking house.

"Max, have you been… waiting here? By the door?" David raised an eyebrow as Max tried to deny it. "No! You just happened to walk in while I was going to the kitchen. I need a snack." David accepted the answer, and stepped in front of Max. "I'll get you something. And you can talk." David lifted him effortlessly and placed him beside Daniel. " I know you aren't too happy to see him, but just try." With that David left, leaving a child with a psychopath.

Daniel looked down at the small boy, who was fidgeting with his sweater. "You're lucky to have David with you everyday. I'd do anything for that kind of luxury."

'Murder?' Max almost asked, but knew Daniel would probably say "Yes" and slit his throat. But instead he simply knelt down to Max's level, very similar to what David does. "David wanted me to apologize for what I did. He said he doesn't even know what I would need to apologize for. I figured I wouldn't tell him, but do what he asks." Max scoffed at this. "Already keeping secrets?" He realized this may have not been the smartest remark, when Daniel frowned at stood back up. "No, but what he doesn't know won't kill him."

"Yeah, you'll do it first."

"Max? I found some pudding, do you want it?" David called from the kitchen. Max sighed and responded with a quick "Yeah." and looked back at Daniel. "Don't fucking touch him." With that he walked off for a cup of pudding.

When David isn't being a dad, Max is. Don't touch these kiddos.

This chapter was almost late, I nearly forgot to post it. I'm glad I remembered.

Also, boy do I love the feed back you have.