TITLE: Sunshine, In A Bag
RATING: R
PAIRING: Will be Max/Alec but it could take a while (did u expect any other couple from me?lol)
DISTRIBUTION: Take it.... just lemme know where it's going.
DISCLAIMER:Max and crew belong to James Cameron, Fox, etc. etc. etc. I will have some of my own characters in this but you'll be able to tell when they come up. The title is from the song Clint Eastwood by the Gorillaz. I thought it seemed kinda appropriate.
DEDICATION: To all the Max/Alec shippers who can all tell that all that fighting can be summed up in one word...... foreplay. lol
AN: I'm sorta hyper right now so if this chapter ends up weird u can blame it on a guy who my friends have given the code name Raspberry. I just luv him 2 pieces and 2day he gave me 1 of thouse little candy hearts that said kiss me on it! I almost toppeled out of my chair (as if I haven't already gotten in enough troble in that class). He's got big blue eyes and blonde hair and he is just so cute!!!! I mean I'm in such a good mood right now that I didn't even yell at my neighbor the human whale who was rambling on about her eyebrows.
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I ain't happy, feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
~Clint Eastwood~Gorillaz~
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Hazel stalked throught the halls of her mansion. Well it wasn't really her mansion but she liked to call it that anyways.
"Which one of you little shits was prying around in my room this time?" she demanded her hazel eyes flashing dangerously. Hazel, also known as X5- 734, was not someone you messed with. Not only was she one of the legendary Prowlers she had an extreamly quick temper and often flew into violent rages.
The five figures in the main room turned to face her, obviously used to such outbursts.
"We didn't go into your room Azzie," one of them stammered.
"Like we'd want to," a second muttered.
"And even if we did it's not like we oculd. You've got that fucking room gaurded like Alcatrez," A blonde male shot, before turning back to his card game.
Hazel turned to stare at the two occupants of the room who had not responded to her accusation.
"It wasn't me Azzie," replied a petite girl. She looked to be the youngest of the group. A brunette about 14 or 15 years old.
"Where's Fox?" Hazel asked, "It was him wasn't it? Little fuck's always skulking around the door."
"Such colorful language," drawled the blonde who had made the earlier analogy to Alcatraz.
"Fuck off Alec," Hazel snapped and stormed out of the room to hunt down the missing member of the group.
Elliott, the first speaker, nervously smoothed down the perpetual cowlick in his mop of blonde hair. His blue eyes darted quickly around the room as if to determine if Hazel had really left.
"You know if she wasn't such a bitch I'd be attracted to her," laughed Alec's opponent in cards, the second speaker. Alec wrinkeled his nose and shook his head.
"That hair's a real turn-off for me." Elliott nodded in agreement.
"Well I like it," the card player said. Hazel's hair may have been pretty at one time but it was now a mess of braids dyed an array of colors. Blue, green, yellow, fushia created a sort of kalidoscope effect when she moved. The original color was impossible to determine.
"That's because you have one sick fucked up little mind Brit," Alec replied with a laugh.
The only member of the crew who had not yet talked rapped lightly on a nearby table. Mouse was a nomalie and had been silent the entire time they knew her. The rest of the Prowlers began to wonder if she could talk. She was barely four feet tall and it looked as if a puff of wind could blow her over.
A pair of inhumanly large violet eyes peered out from a curtain of black hair which was always tumbling into her face. A powerful tail resembleing that of a panther swished at her side. She smile broadly when she had the groups attention and produced a knee high leather boot which had been concealed in the folds of her ten-sizes-too-large t-shirt. The group stared at her in shocked disbelief. Alec began to clap slowly a grin spreading over his face.
"How the hell'd you manage that?" Briton asked in admiration. Mouse shrugged and tossed the boot into the center of the room for expection. It was obviously Hazel's, since Vaughn's feet were about half the size, and the only place thouse boots were kept other than on her feet were in her heavily gaurded room.
"She's got that place rigged with so many booby traps and camera's it's like she's actually got something in there beyond a wardrobe consisting entirely of leather and some creepy little knickknaks," Alec said wonderingly, still awestuck by the fact that someone had managed to get in. Mouse shook her head modestly, a blush staining her pale skin.
A sudden comotion roused them from their stupor alerting them that Hazel had returned with their roaming companion. Vaughn grabbed the boot and stuffed it under the sofa for later retreival and pasted an innocent smile on her face.
"Get you're bloody paws off me!" an accented voice called frantically. Hazel appeared dragging a teenage boy with her by his ear. He struggeled free when they entered the room and brushed himself off, trying to repair his wounded pride. His dyed blue hair was plastered against his skull giving him a drowned rat look. A cute rat though with eyes blue enough to match his hair and a spattering of freckles.
"Jesus Azzie, I haven't been near your bloody room for days! What the hell would I do in there anyways. Sniff your knickers? Honestly Azzie you act so queer all the time you may come off as a bit paranoid.... Oh by the way it's raining." Fox said most of this in one breath. His constant rambles were also the norm and were for the most part accepted.
Alec glanced out the window at the threatening storm. The air in such horrible condition a simple rain stom could be a major problem and this looked much worse than a shower. Alec sighed and turned back to his cards.
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Max felt the first few raindrops as they dropped onto the leather apholstry of the car. She made to put up the car's top butwas stopped by a loud clanking noise.
"Well that can't be good," she murmerd and gave a starteled gasp when the car came to a sudden, complete halt. Max cried out in frustration and slammed her hands on the steering wheel. Of all the times to have car problems.
Max climbed out of the car and started off at a jog hoping to find something resembling shelter before the rain got too heavy. Rain now was semi-acidic and made your skin tingle where it hit you. Not really pleasent to be stuck in.
The rain came down quicker and Max was soon drenched, her eyes and nostrils burning from the liquid. She caught sight of a large mansion in the distance and began sprinting towards it thankfully. She reached the sweeping porch and knocked loudly on the door. It swung open almost immediatly and she was faced with an entirely too firmilar figure.
"Alec," she croaked in horrified surprise. Alec stepped back stunned. He shook his head slowly and then closed his eyes trying almost hoping the girl at the door would be gone when he opened them but he was out of luck.
"Hey Max," he replied shakily, "Did'ja miss me?"
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REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I kinda rushed at the end cauz it's time 4 X-Files. sorry lol.
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RATING: R
PAIRING: Will be Max/Alec but it could take a while (did u expect any other couple from me?lol)
DISTRIBUTION: Take it.... just lemme know where it's going.
DISCLAIMER:Max and crew belong to James Cameron, Fox, etc. etc. etc. I will have some of my own characters in this but you'll be able to tell when they come up. The title is from the song Clint Eastwood by the Gorillaz. I thought it seemed kinda appropriate.
DEDICATION: To all the Max/Alec shippers who can all tell that all that fighting can be summed up in one word...... foreplay. lol
AN: I'm sorta hyper right now so if this chapter ends up weird u can blame it on a guy who my friends have given the code name Raspberry. I just luv him 2 pieces and 2day he gave me 1 of thouse little candy hearts that said kiss me on it! I almost toppeled out of my chair (as if I haven't already gotten in enough troble in that class). He's got big blue eyes and blonde hair and he is just so cute!!!! I mean I'm in such a good mood right now that I didn't even yell at my neighbor the human whale who was rambling on about her eyebrows.
~~~
I ain't happy, feeling glad
I got sunshine, in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is coming on
~Clint Eastwood~Gorillaz~
~~~
Hazel stalked throught the halls of her mansion. Well it wasn't really her mansion but she liked to call it that anyways.
"Which one of you little shits was prying around in my room this time?" she demanded her hazel eyes flashing dangerously. Hazel, also known as X5- 734, was not someone you messed with. Not only was she one of the legendary Prowlers she had an extreamly quick temper and often flew into violent rages.
The five figures in the main room turned to face her, obviously used to such outbursts.
"We didn't go into your room Azzie," one of them stammered.
"Like we'd want to," a second muttered.
"And even if we did it's not like we oculd. You've got that fucking room gaurded like Alcatrez," A blonde male shot, before turning back to his card game.
Hazel turned to stare at the two occupants of the room who had not responded to her accusation.
"It wasn't me Azzie," replied a petite girl. She looked to be the youngest of the group. A brunette about 14 or 15 years old.
"Where's Fox?" Hazel asked, "It was him wasn't it? Little fuck's always skulking around the door."
"Such colorful language," drawled the blonde who had made the earlier analogy to Alcatraz.
"Fuck off Alec," Hazel snapped and stormed out of the room to hunt down the missing member of the group.
Elliott, the first speaker, nervously smoothed down the perpetual cowlick in his mop of blonde hair. His blue eyes darted quickly around the room as if to determine if Hazel had really left.
"You know if she wasn't such a bitch I'd be attracted to her," laughed Alec's opponent in cards, the second speaker. Alec wrinkeled his nose and shook his head.
"That hair's a real turn-off for me." Elliott nodded in agreement.
"Well I like it," the card player said. Hazel's hair may have been pretty at one time but it was now a mess of braids dyed an array of colors. Blue, green, yellow, fushia created a sort of kalidoscope effect when she moved. The original color was impossible to determine.
"That's because you have one sick fucked up little mind Brit," Alec replied with a laugh.
The only member of the crew who had not yet talked rapped lightly on a nearby table. Mouse was a nomalie and had been silent the entire time they knew her. The rest of the Prowlers began to wonder if she could talk. She was barely four feet tall and it looked as if a puff of wind could blow her over.
A pair of inhumanly large violet eyes peered out from a curtain of black hair which was always tumbling into her face. A powerful tail resembleing that of a panther swished at her side. She smile broadly when she had the groups attention and produced a knee high leather boot which had been concealed in the folds of her ten-sizes-too-large t-shirt. The group stared at her in shocked disbelief. Alec began to clap slowly a grin spreading over his face.
"How the hell'd you manage that?" Briton asked in admiration. Mouse shrugged and tossed the boot into the center of the room for expection. It was obviously Hazel's, since Vaughn's feet were about half the size, and the only place thouse boots were kept other than on her feet were in her heavily gaurded room.
"She's got that place rigged with so many booby traps and camera's it's like she's actually got something in there beyond a wardrobe consisting entirely of leather and some creepy little knickknaks," Alec said wonderingly, still awestuck by the fact that someone had managed to get in. Mouse shook her head modestly, a blush staining her pale skin.
A sudden comotion roused them from their stupor alerting them that Hazel had returned with their roaming companion. Vaughn grabbed the boot and stuffed it under the sofa for later retreival and pasted an innocent smile on her face.
"Get you're bloody paws off me!" an accented voice called frantically. Hazel appeared dragging a teenage boy with her by his ear. He struggeled free when they entered the room and brushed himself off, trying to repair his wounded pride. His dyed blue hair was plastered against his skull giving him a drowned rat look. A cute rat though with eyes blue enough to match his hair and a spattering of freckles.
"Jesus Azzie, I haven't been near your bloody room for days! What the hell would I do in there anyways. Sniff your knickers? Honestly Azzie you act so queer all the time you may come off as a bit paranoid.... Oh by the way it's raining." Fox said most of this in one breath. His constant rambles were also the norm and were for the most part accepted.
Alec glanced out the window at the threatening storm. The air in such horrible condition a simple rain stom could be a major problem and this looked much worse than a shower. Alec sighed and turned back to his cards.
~~~
Max felt the first few raindrops as they dropped onto the leather apholstry of the car. She made to put up the car's top butwas stopped by a loud clanking noise.
"Well that can't be good," she murmerd and gave a starteled gasp when the car came to a sudden, complete halt. Max cried out in frustration and slammed her hands on the steering wheel. Of all the times to have car problems.
Max climbed out of the car and started off at a jog hoping to find something resembling shelter before the rain got too heavy. Rain now was semi-acidic and made your skin tingle where it hit you. Not really pleasent to be stuck in.
The rain came down quicker and Max was soon drenched, her eyes and nostrils burning from the liquid. She caught sight of a large mansion in the distance and began sprinting towards it thankfully. She reached the sweeping porch and knocked loudly on the door. It swung open almost immediatly and she was faced with an entirely too firmilar figure.
"Alec," she croaked in horrified surprise. Alec stepped back stunned. He shook his head slowly and then closed his eyes trying almost hoping the girl at the door would be gone when he opened them but he was out of luck.
"Hey Max," he replied shakily, "Did'ja miss me?"
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REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I kinda rushed at the end cauz it's time 4 X-Files. sorry lol.
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