Disclaimer: I don't any of the characters in this story that appear in the hit syndicated TV show, Dark Angel, which are owned by James Cameron. Don't own the lyrics to
Summary: It's Max's turn to have her say.
A/N: At the request of Ash, I have written another mouthing-off story for when Max overhears Asha talking about her "furry little friends."
You Jerk
By
Brin
Open mouth, insert foot.
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Max let herself into Logan's penthouse. "Logan? Hey, Logan, you home?"
"He's not home," called a familiar voice from the kitchen. "He went out to get some groceries."
The X5 walked into the kitchen and leaned against a counter. "So you're house-sitting, I suppose?"
Asha closed the refrigerator and turned around. She was holding a single packet of cheese, some bologna, bread, and lettuce. "No, I was just in the neighborhood and got hungry."
Breathe in right away, nothing seems
to fill this place
I need this every time, take your
lies get off my case
Some day I will find, a love that flows
Through me like this
This will fall away, this will fall away
You're getting closer, to pushing me
Off of life's little edge
Cause I'm a loser and sooner or later
You know I'll be dead
You're getting closer, you're holding the
Rope and I'm taking the fall
Cause I'm a loser, I'm a loser, yeah
"So I'm guessing he knows how much you eat and went to make sure there was still some food left for his dinner?" Max sneered.
The blonde woman froze. "What did you just say?"
"I said you eat too much, paraphrasing of course."
"Hey now—"
"Don't you 'Hey now' me! We all know that all you want to do is go home and take a bath." Max made a pouty face and raised her voice mockingly, "Well me and my furry little friends don't appreciate being called furry."
Asha gulped. "About that, Max…"
"No, no! There's no need to explain, Asha. I understand that you're just so hung up on yourself that you don't understand that it's not very nice to talk about people behind their backs. I mean, I saved your ass from the cops and everything, but of course that was before you made that oh-so-rude comment… so you still must've thought I was just a silly transgenic girl at the time. Or is it because of Logan? I bet you think that I'm going to woo him into falling under my spell or something." Max moved forward menacingly. "Well, Asha, I guess since we're both here I should tell you that I don't enjoy your rudeness. If you don't like me, just come out and say it so that I can kick your ass and be done with it, hmm?"
This is getting old, I can't break these
Chains that I hold
My body's growing cold, there's nothin
Left of this mind or my soul
Addiction needs a pacifier, the buzz of
This poison is taking me higher
This will fall away, this will fall away
You're getting closer to pushing me
Off of life's little edge
Cause I'm a loser and sooner or later
You know I'll be dead
You're getting closer, you're holding
the rope and I'm taking the fall
Cause I'm a loser, I'm a loser
Asha stood her ground, but said nothing.
"You know what I think, Asha? I think you're a self-centered little girl who don't care about anyone else. I think you're afraid people will think you're a loser or something so you make other people think they are the losers. That's it, huh? It is, isn't it, Asha Barlow or whatever the hell your real last name is?"
"That's a little harsh, Max, I…"
"You what? Come on, Asha, you called transgenics 'furry'! How much ground do you have to argue with? Not much." Max smiled at her patronizingly. "Why don't we set the record straight right here, right now, Asha."
You're getting closer, to pushing me
Off of life's little edge
Cause I'm a loser and sooner or later
You know I'll be dead
You're getting closer, you're holding
the rope and I'm taking the fall
Cause I'm a loser!You're getting closer, to pushing me
Off of life's little edge
Cause I'm a loser and sooner or later
You know I'll be dead
You're getting closer, you're holding
the rope and I'm taking the fall
Cause I'm a loser!
"You, Asha Barlow, had better stay the hell out of my way from now on. I don't want you to be here when I come over to visit Logan. I don't want to see you walking down the street. You're a self-centered bitch when it comes down to things, and I don't want any part of it. If you can't respect me and mine, then why should I respect yours? Everyday whining at Logan and putting his life in danger by hiding guns here and everything? No, that's not right. So I want you gone, Asha. I want you to get out of my life and out of my way so I can get a beer out of the 'fridge. Are we clear?"
Asha stepped aside.
"Good. Now I'm going to get a beer and go watch some TV. When I get back, I don't want to see you here. Are we clear on that?"
"Yes," grumbled the blonde woman.
"Good girl." Max patted Asha on the head and walked away. A few seconds later she heard the rushed slam of Logan's front door and she smiled to herself. "Max: two points! Asha: zero!"
THE END
I think… lol, sorry it's late I hadta do that ^_^