A/n Haha the writers block is GONE!!!!!!!
Now I have an issue to address because it's been bothering me. I love writing fanfiction and I love coming up with wacky ideas to entertain you guys but *Takes deep breath and let's bitchy Arwendle take over* when I start seeing blatent ripoffs of my stories being passed off as original ideas it kind of ticks me off! Now don't get me wrong. I have no problems with allusions to my stories (in fact I rather enjoy them and get a kick out of them) and I'm not saying that the words squirrel and beeper should be forbidden from all other stories. I don't even mind when you totally rip off major plots and characters (I think it's flattering) AS LONG AS YOU SAY "Hey everybody I got this really great idea from Arwendle's story and it made me want to write this great fic." Okay. Sorry I had to get that off my chest. The bitchiness has ended. Enjoy the story. I had a lot of fun writing this chapter.
Logan watched with disgust as Alec pulled Max into a deep kiss. Alec's hands roamed south from Max's hair down the expanse of her back to her nicely curved bottom before wrapping around her waist and pulling her close. Max's hands made similar movements and ended up stroking Alec's barcode. Their kiss never broke.
Logan looked away from the scene nauseated his glance falling on the beeper.
The beeper was sitting casually unguarded on the coffee table just 3 ft in front of him. It appeared so unassuming and inconsequential that Logan almost laughed at loud at the trouble it had caused. Thoughts began to pour through Logan's head. *What if he hadn't paged Max so much? What if he had gotten her a ring instead of that stupid beeper? What if he hadn't tried to spy on her? If he hadn't, would things be different now? Would his world still be ending? Because it was ending. How could he survive with out technology? How would he walk? Communicate? Store information? And how would he be able to prove that his bank balance was higher than the bum on the corner? He would become average street scum. Not to mention that he would never find the cure for the virus. Once he found that Max would love him again. Especially now that he had his new svelte look. *
His eyes wandered back to the beeper. *If he could just get a hold of the beeper somehow. Then he could end this nightmare. * He glanced at Alec and Max. They were still deeply involved in their make-out session and by the sounds coming from the kitchen he ascertained that the giant squirrel was entirely preoccupied with the contents of his refrigerator. Logan glanced at the clock. 4 hours and 48 minutes until the end of technology. Very slowly so as not to draw attention to himself Logan began to wiggle. The duct tape held him firm. He wiggled again. It was barely perceptible but this time the tape was a little looser. He began to move a bit faster.
Alec and Max broke their kiss and grinned at each other.
"You are one damn good kisser Alec." Max said.
"So is that why you love me then?" He asked teasingly. Max froze.
"What are you talking about?" She said defensively. "I don't love you Alec! I HATE you! I can't stand to be around you."
"Really?" Said Alec looking down at their entwined limbs. " That's very unfortunate because I happen to love you."
A huge smile sprang to Max's face.
"You love me?" She asked. Alec nodded.
"Since the moment I lay eyes on you." He replied softly. She looked deep into his eyes.
"I love you too." She said shaking with emotion. She reached up and brushed some hair from his face.
"Wait a second. Didn't you just say you hated me?" Alec joked
"I lied." She said placing a gentle peck on his lips.
"How do I know you're not lying now?"
"I think I can prove it to you." Max said and pulled him into another deep kiss.
Logan froze when Max and Alec broke their kiss. He was paranoid that they would notice him or move the beeper. They didn't even glance in his direction and were soon once again consumed with their liplock. Logan stared at the clock as he struggled to free himself. 4 hours and 35 minutes left. His shoulders had come free and he was now beginning to work on his arms.
Max and Alec had not broken their kiss except to change positions.
* They're going to get blisters if they continue at that rate. * Logan thought bitterly. Then he thanked providence that they were too self involved to notice his attempt to spoil their scheme.
Logan watched chagrined as Max began slowly backing Alec down the hall to a bedroom. Alec complied readily and began stripping Max of clothing. Their lips parting only when Max pulled Alec's shirt over his head. They disappeared into the nearest bedroom and closed the door.
As soon as he was alone Logan began to work frantically. He could hear Max from the bedroom but kept working. * Maybe after this whole thing was over and he had hidden the beeper in the deepest part of the ocean. He could come back with some fancy technology and face Alec man to man for stealing his girl. Yeah nice technology like machine guns and rocket launchers*
Once he had freed his hands the process became considerably faster. By the time the countdown had reached 4 hours he had retained total mobility within his duct tape cocoon. Unfortunately there were several rolls of duct tape still pinning him to the couch.
He began rocking forward trying to stretch or possibly roll over the duct tape. He was one pull away from being free of his confines when he realised that the sounds coming from the kitchen had stopped. Logan froze in terror.
Sumo sauntered into the room looking larger than ever. Presumably having devoured the entire contents of Logan's kitchen. After several unsuccessful attempts to jump up onto the coffee table Sumo climbed up one of the legs and collapsed on top of the beeper and promptly fell asleep.
Logan swore to himself. This was not fair! He had been so close! Thirty seconds and he would have been gone. Crestfallen he watched as the minutes on the clock ticked by. He had been robbed of his victory. There was no way he could get the beeper now. He looked at the sleeping squirrel. Then again maybe not…
Logan took a deep breath and prepared for what he was about to do. He rolled forward off the couch and wiggled out of the duct tape cocoon. Sumo's eyes snapped open as he stood up but Logan was prepared. He caught Sumo with some loose duct tape as the squirrel hurtled towards him. He quickly completed restraining him and grabbed the beeper off the table. He took one last look around as he shoved it in his pocket. Then Logan remembered his secret stash and pulled the pillows off his couch. He groped blindly and came up with his prize. Then with a hog-tied squirrel under one arm and a bottle of pre-pulse champagne under the other Logan made his way out of the apartment.
Max woke up wrapped tightly in Alec's arms. Everything was perfect she thought. She was in love with a guy who she could touch and who loved her back. Not to mention the fact that he was great in bed. Alec stirred next to her and pulled her closer.
"I love you." He whispered in her ear.
"I love you too." She said her hands trailing along his naked chest.
"As much as I hate to. I think we had better get up." Alec said regretfully. "Everyone will be here soon." He said pulling on his pants.
Max whimpered.
"I don't want toooooo."
"Well you have to. Here I'll even help you get dressed." He said as he slid her panties up her legs. He reached for her bra and slid the silky fabric up her stomach. He ran his fingers up her back and pulled her bra on while kissing her neck softly. His fingers fumbled with the clasp.
"I'm an expert at taking these things off." He joked "But I'm afraid I don't have much experience putting them on."
"Well you'll have lots of practice because I like having you dress me." Max smiled as he pulled her pants on.
" As long as I get to undress you first I'm fine with that." Alec said kissing her forehead.
"I think our shirts are in the hall."
Max opened the door and stepped out into the hall. Something was wrong. She could tell right away. She picked up her shirt and quickly pulled it over her head before proceeding to the living room. Logan was gone, in his place only a mess of broken duct tape. Then she saw what she feared most. The coffee table was empty, which could mean only one thing. The beeper was gone. And if the beeper was gone she knew that Sumo was too.
Now I have an issue to address because it's been bothering me. I love writing fanfiction and I love coming up with wacky ideas to entertain you guys but *Takes deep breath and let's bitchy Arwendle take over* when I start seeing blatent ripoffs of my stories being passed off as original ideas it kind of ticks me off! Now don't get me wrong. I have no problems with allusions to my stories (in fact I rather enjoy them and get a kick out of them) and I'm not saying that the words squirrel and beeper should be forbidden from all other stories. I don't even mind when you totally rip off major plots and characters (I think it's flattering) AS LONG AS YOU SAY "Hey everybody I got this really great idea from Arwendle's story and it made me want to write this great fic." Okay. Sorry I had to get that off my chest. The bitchiness has ended. Enjoy the story. I had a lot of fun writing this chapter.
Logan watched with disgust as Alec pulled Max into a deep kiss. Alec's hands roamed south from Max's hair down the expanse of her back to her nicely curved bottom before wrapping around her waist and pulling her close. Max's hands made similar movements and ended up stroking Alec's barcode. Their kiss never broke.
Logan looked away from the scene nauseated his glance falling on the beeper.
The beeper was sitting casually unguarded on the coffee table just 3 ft in front of him. It appeared so unassuming and inconsequential that Logan almost laughed at loud at the trouble it had caused. Thoughts began to pour through Logan's head. *What if he hadn't paged Max so much? What if he had gotten her a ring instead of that stupid beeper? What if he hadn't tried to spy on her? If he hadn't, would things be different now? Would his world still be ending? Because it was ending. How could he survive with out technology? How would he walk? Communicate? Store information? And how would he be able to prove that his bank balance was higher than the bum on the corner? He would become average street scum. Not to mention that he would never find the cure for the virus. Once he found that Max would love him again. Especially now that he had his new svelte look. *
His eyes wandered back to the beeper. *If he could just get a hold of the beeper somehow. Then he could end this nightmare. * He glanced at Alec and Max. They were still deeply involved in their make-out session and by the sounds coming from the kitchen he ascertained that the giant squirrel was entirely preoccupied with the contents of his refrigerator. Logan glanced at the clock. 4 hours and 48 minutes until the end of technology. Very slowly so as not to draw attention to himself Logan began to wiggle. The duct tape held him firm. He wiggled again. It was barely perceptible but this time the tape was a little looser. He began to move a bit faster.
Alec and Max broke their kiss and grinned at each other.
"You are one damn good kisser Alec." Max said.
"So is that why you love me then?" He asked teasingly. Max froze.
"What are you talking about?" She said defensively. "I don't love you Alec! I HATE you! I can't stand to be around you."
"Really?" Said Alec looking down at their entwined limbs. " That's very unfortunate because I happen to love you."
A huge smile sprang to Max's face.
"You love me?" She asked. Alec nodded.
"Since the moment I lay eyes on you." He replied softly. She looked deep into his eyes.
"I love you too." She said shaking with emotion. She reached up and brushed some hair from his face.
"Wait a second. Didn't you just say you hated me?" Alec joked
"I lied." She said placing a gentle peck on his lips.
"How do I know you're not lying now?"
"I think I can prove it to you." Max said and pulled him into another deep kiss.
Logan froze when Max and Alec broke their kiss. He was paranoid that they would notice him or move the beeper. They didn't even glance in his direction and were soon once again consumed with their liplock. Logan stared at the clock as he struggled to free himself. 4 hours and 35 minutes left. His shoulders had come free and he was now beginning to work on his arms.
Max and Alec had not broken their kiss except to change positions.
* They're going to get blisters if they continue at that rate. * Logan thought bitterly. Then he thanked providence that they were too self involved to notice his attempt to spoil their scheme.
Logan watched chagrined as Max began slowly backing Alec down the hall to a bedroom. Alec complied readily and began stripping Max of clothing. Their lips parting only when Max pulled Alec's shirt over his head. They disappeared into the nearest bedroom and closed the door.
As soon as he was alone Logan began to work frantically. He could hear Max from the bedroom but kept working. * Maybe after this whole thing was over and he had hidden the beeper in the deepest part of the ocean. He could come back with some fancy technology and face Alec man to man for stealing his girl. Yeah nice technology like machine guns and rocket launchers*
Once he had freed his hands the process became considerably faster. By the time the countdown had reached 4 hours he had retained total mobility within his duct tape cocoon. Unfortunately there were several rolls of duct tape still pinning him to the couch.
He began rocking forward trying to stretch or possibly roll over the duct tape. He was one pull away from being free of his confines when he realised that the sounds coming from the kitchen had stopped. Logan froze in terror.
Sumo sauntered into the room looking larger than ever. Presumably having devoured the entire contents of Logan's kitchen. After several unsuccessful attempts to jump up onto the coffee table Sumo climbed up one of the legs and collapsed on top of the beeper and promptly fell asleep.
Logan swore to himself. This was not fair! He had been so close! Thirty seconds and he would have been gone. Crestfallen he watched as the minutes on the clock ticked by. He had been robbed of his victory. There was no way he could get the beeper now. He looked at the sleeping squirrel. Then again maybe not…
Logan took a deep breath and prepared for what he was about to do. He rolled forward off the couch and wiggled out of the duct tape cocoon. Sumo's eyes snapped open as he stood up but Logan was prepared. He caught Sumo with some loose duct tape as the squirrel hurtled towards him. He quickly completed restraining him and grabbed the beeper off the table. He took one last look around as he shoved it in his pocket. Then Logan remembered his secret stash and pulled the pillows off his couch. He groped blindly and came up with his prize. Then with a hog-tied squirrel under one arm and a bottle of pre-pulse champagne under the other Logan made his way out of the apartment.
Max woke up wrapped tightly in Alec's arms. Everything was perfect she thought. She was in love with a guy who she could touch and who loved her back. Not to mention the fact that he was great in bed. Alec stirred next to her and pulled her closer.
"I love you." He whispered in her ear.
"I love you too." She said her hands trailing along his naked chest.
"As much as I hate to. I think we had better get up." Alec said regretfully. "Everyone will be here soon." He said pulling on his pants.
Max whimpered.
"I don't want toooooo."
"Well you have to. Here I'll even help you get dressed." He said as he slid her panties up her legs. He reached for her bra and slid the silky fabric up her stomach. He ran his fingers up her back and pulled her bra on while kissing her neck softly. His fingers fumbled with the clasp.
"I'm an expert at taking these things off." He joked "But I'm afraid I don't have much experience putting them on."
"Well you'll have lots of practice because I like having you dress me." Max smiled as he pulled her pants on.
" As long as I get to undress you first I'm fine with that." Alec said kissing her forehead.
"I think our shirts are in the hall."
Max opened the door and stepped out into the hall. Something was wrong. She could tell right away. She picked up her shirt and quickly pulled it over her head before proceeding to the living room. Logan was gone, in his place only a mess of broken duct tape. Then she saw what she feared most. The coffee table was empty, which could mean only one thing. The beeper was gone. And if the beeper was gone she knew that Sumo was too.