Second Chances (Part2)
by Miki Robasu
(Rated PG for possible brain damage it may cause)
AN: this is a break from the kinda angsty type theme of the last part. does this part have a purpose?...not really. It's just a funny little break, and also allowed me to bash Mai around for a bit. (heh heh, the author's gotta have some fun too right? ^.^v) Anywho, this is just for chuckles, so don't expect any real plot here. (oh, and i have no idea if Joe really like Frito's, but i was eating them at the time...so....yeah....^^;)
**Standard Disclaimer applies...i don't feel like writing it again, so go back to part one if you REALLY have a desire to read the disclaimer. but that would aslo make you kinda weird.......and i'm going to STOP chasing away any potential readers by shutting up now. Enjoy!
The sun streamed in through the window illuminating the room, seeming to melt away the dismal atmosphere of the previous night. Two figures lay entwined in each others arms as the gentle rays of the sun beat down on them, warming their bodies. Joe yawned lazily and pulled his eyes open slowly, rubbing them with the back of his hand. He looked forward to see a pair of large brown eyes staring at him in shock. He blinked a few times, and then...
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mai screamed and jumped to her feet, eyes wide. "What the HELL happened?"
"I don't know and i REALLY don't want to!" Joe yelled back.
"What did we do? Oh no...what did we DO?"
"W...were we drinking?"
"I REALLY hope not..."
"Oh my God...oh my God...I think I'm gonna be sick..."
"Just shut up and think!"
Joe pushed his extreme nausea aside and contemplated the night before. "Wait a sec..." he began as the previous evening came back to him in a rush. Joe opened his mouth to say something when he noticed Mai making faces in the mirror. "What are you doing?"
"Practicing my best pout so Andy doesn't get mad at me." She continued looking in the mirror and stuck out her lower lip and batted her eyes.
Joe shivered at the site. "That's creepy on so many levels..." he says with a shutter. "All this aside, I think you can stop that. I think we just fell asleep after that whole "incident" last night."
"Oh yeah!" Mai's eyes widened happily. "So we didn't..."
"No...thank God!" Joe sighed in relief and ran a hand through his disheveled hair as Mai bounded out of the room. "Man...I'm gonna be having nightmares about that for a LONG time," Joe mumbled to himself. "I need an aspirin..."
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Joe walked into the kitchen and slunk over to the coffee pot. Man, that is the LAST way I wanted to wake up... The kick boxer poured the steaming liquid into his mug and began shoveling sugar into it. Maybe I could add some synide for flavor... he thought as he scowled at Mai, who was sitting at the table munching delicately on a piece of toast.
Mai looked up, her eyes narrowing. "What's your problem?"
Joe glared at her as he sat down. "Don't talk to me. Bad things always happen when you talk to me."
Mai stuck her tongue out at the older man and continued her breakfast. Joe sat there, staring into the depths of his coffee, watching the brown liquid swirl around and around and around...
"What's with you? You look sick?" Mai asked, her voice curt.
"Uh...nothing. Just feeling dizzy..." Joe said, never taking his eyes from his mug.
Mai peeked into the cup and shook her head. "Idiot."
"Hey, I thought I told you not to talk to me!"
The pair's bickering was interrupted as the front door opened clumsily while Andy tried to juggle an armful of grocery bags, and remove they key from the lock. "Uh...a little help might be nice."
"ALL RIGHT! FOOD!" His coffee forgotten, Joe jumped to his feet and ran toward the blond. Andy nearly fell over as Joe began rummaging through the bags that were still loosely held in the man's arms. "Oh man! you bought Fritos! You rule!" Andy shrugged and just dropped the bags in the middle of the floor allowing his friend to tear into them.
"Goodmorning!" Mai exclaimed bounding up to her boyfriend and placing a kiss gently on his lips.
"Oh gross," Joe said looking up from his search. "Man, why do you let her do that? You KNOW rabies is contagious." The blond just brushed the comment away and picked up one of the bags Joe had finished looking through.
"Is Terry up yet?" Andy asked while tucking the milk to the refidgerator. Mai put a finger to her lips thoughtfully as she tried to think back.
"Hm, I don't think he was still sleeping when we....er...I woke up," she explained while throwing a "you tell him and i kill you" glare toward the kickboxer, causing him to shutter. I was SO hoping to forget that by now... he groaned to internally.
Andy turned to look at Mai, his eyes holding a distinct look of concern. "You sure?"
Joe nodded as he ripped open a bag of cookies and popped one into his mouth. "I haven't seen him yet. Sorry man."
"Andy," Mai began, as she watched him walk toward the door. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to go look for him," Andy relplied his hand rested on the knob.
"Hold it, I'm coming too!" Joe said and jumped to his feet. He walked halfway toward the door, stopped, and turned around. He suddenly ran back, grabbed a handfull of cookies, shoving them into his pocket. "Ok, NOW we can go." Andy and Mai stood there, looking blankly at the brunette. "What? it could be a LONG trip! You gotta have food for the road." The pair sweatdroped, as Joe just stared at them, stuffing another cookie into his mouth. "WHAT?!"
by Miki Robasu
(Rated PG for possible brain damage it may cause)
AN: this is a break from the kinda angsty type theme of the last part. does this part have a purpose?...not really. It's just a funny little break, and also allowed me to bash Mai around for a bit. (heh heh, the author's gotta have some fun too right? ^.^v) Anywho, this is just for chuckles, so don't expect any real plot here. (oh, and i have no idea if Joe really like Frito's, but i was eating them at the time...so....yeah....^^;)
**Standard Disclaimer applies...i don't feel like writing it again, so go back to part one if you REALLY have a desire to read the disclaimer. but that would aslo make you kinda weird.......and i'm going to STOP chasing away any potential readers by shutting up now. Enjoy!
The sun streamed in through the window illuminating the room, seeming to melt away the dismal atmosphere of the previous night. Two figures lay entwined in each others arms as the gentle rays of the sun beat down on them, warming their bodies. Joe yawned lazily and pulled his eyes open slowly, rubbing them with the back of his hand. He looked forward to see a pair of large brown eyes staring at him in shock. He blinked a few times, and then...
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Mai screamed and jumped to her feet, eyes wide. "What the HELL happened?"
"I don't know and i REALLY don't want to!" Joe yelled back.
"What did we do? Oh no...what did we DO?"
"W...were we drinking?"
"I REALLY hope not..."
"Oh my God...oh my God...I think I'm gonna be sick..."
"Just shut up and think!"
Joe pushed his extreme nausea aside and contemplated the night before. "Wait a sec..." he began as the previous evening came back to him in a rush. Joe opened his mouth to say something when he noticed Mai making faces in the mirror. "What are you doing?"
"Practicing my best pout so Andy doesn't get mad at me." She continued looking in the mirror and stuck out her lower lip and batted her eyes.
Joe shivered at the site. "That's creepy on so many levels..." he says with a shutter. "All this aside, I think you can stop that. I think we just fell asleep after that whole "incident" last night."
"Oh yeah!" Mai's eyes widened happily. "So we didn't..."
"No...thank God!" Joe sighed in relief and ran a hand through his disheveled hair as Mai bounded out of the room. "Man...I'm gonna be having nightmares about that for a LONG time," Joe mumbled to himself. "I need an aspirin..."
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Joe walked into the kitchen and slunk over to the coffee pot. Man, that is the LAST way I wanted to wake up... The kick boxer poured the steaming liquid into his mug and began shoveling sugar into it. Maybe I could add some synide for flavor... he thought as he scowled at Mai, who was sitting at the table munching delicately on a piece of toast.
Mai looked up, her eyes narrowing. "What's your problem?"
Joe glared at her as he sat down. "Don't talk to me. Bad things always happen when you talk to me."
Mai stuck her tongue out at the older man and continued her breakfast. Joe sat there, staring into the depths of his coffee, watching the brown liquid swirl around and around and around...
"What's with you? You look sick?" Mai asked, her voice curt.
"Uh...nothing. Just feeling dizzy..." Joe said, never taking his eyes from his mug.
Mai peeked into the cup and shook her head. "Idiot."
"Hey, I thought I told you not to talk to me!"
The pair's bickering was interrupted as the front door opened clumsily while Andy tried to juggle an armful of grocery bags, and remove they key from the lock. "Uh...a little help might be nice."
"ALL RIGHT! FOOD!" His coffee forgotten, Joe jumped to his feet and ran toward the blond. Andy nearly fell over as Joe began rummaging through the bags that were still loosely held in the man's arms. "Oh man! you bought Fritos! You rule!" Andy shrugged and just dropped the bags in the middle of the floor allowing his friend to tear into them.
"Goodmorning!" Mai exclaimed bounding up to her boyfriend and placing a kiss gently on his lips.
"Oh gross," Joe said looking up from his search. "Man, why do you let her do that? You KNOW rabies is contagious." The blond just brushed the comment away and picked up one of the bags Joe had finished looking through.
"Is Terry up yet?" Andy asked while tucking the milk to the refidgerator. Mai put a finger to her lips thoughtfully as she tried to think back.
"Hm, I don't think he was still sleeping when we....er...I woke up," she explained while throwing a "you tell him and i kill you" glare toward the kickboxer, causing him to shutter. I was SO hoping to forget that by now... he groaned to internally.
Andy turned to look at Mai, his eyes holding a distinct look of concern. "You sure?"
Joe nodded as he ripped open a bag of cookies and popped one into his mouth. "I haven't seen him yet. Sorry man."
"Andy," Mai began, as she watched him walk toward the door. "Where are you going?"
"I'm going to go look for him," Andy relplied his hand rested on the knob.
"Hold it, I'm coming too!" Joe said and jumped to his feet. He walked halfway toward the door, stopped, and turned around. He suddenly ran back, grabbed a handfull of cookies, shoving them into his pocket. "Ok, NOW we can go." Andy and Mai stood there, looking blankly at the brunette. "What? it could be a LONG trip! You gotta have food for the road." The pair sweatdroped, as Joe just stared at them, stuffing another cookie into his mouth. "WHAT?!"