Max knew she was hilarious. She knew that this was the best idea since sliced bread. She knew... well, she knew a lot of things and she knew this would be quite hysterical. She wasn't sure if Logan would find it as funny as she was sure to, but she decided that it would be all good in the end. After all, she smirked. How could he stay mad at a face like this?
Logan flipped onto his back, yawning and stretching his arms. He was still a moment, then sat up and rubbed his eyes. He looked out the window, then pushed the covers off himself and got out of bed. He lazily shuffled his way around the bed and out of the room.
What the hell? Max frowned and sat up. She was about to step out of the bed and mope about her failed prank, but Logan rushed back into the room, his eyes wide with disbelief, and she stopped.
"What - what - you... my bed... why?" He blurted.
"You mean you don't remember?" She exclaimed dramatically. "Is that how little I mean to you?"
"I - I mean, I... I -"
"No, I see how it is." She sniffled and turned away, hoping to keep herself from smiling. "I see that I'm no better to you than the hoes in Sector Two!"
"What? The hoes in -"
"Don't say anything more!" She yelled, then threw the covers off herself and jumped out of the bed dramatically. "I can't bear it!"
"Max, you -" He noticed that she was wearing the clothes she usually wore to work. "You... you... that's not funny!"
"I thought it was hysterical!" She burst out laughing.
"You don't do a thing like that to a man with a hangover." He growled and stomped out of the room.
She rolled her eyes and followed him, pulling some pictures from her pocket as she walked. Her smile widened as she listened to his angry mumbling that didn't make much sense at all. Once they reached the kitchen, she hopped up on the counter and watched him turn on the coffee maker and grumble.
"Here." She said and handed him the pictures.
"What're these?" He yawned.
"I found Kendra's pictures." She told him. "She's got safety pins up the wazoo."
He leafed through the pictures, then grinned and handed them back to her. "Well, let me say how glad I am that I don't have any pictures from my childhood or teenage years."
She smiled, then reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a few more pictures. "But you do."
"What do you mean?" He asked, eyeing up the pictures.
"Well, sometime after you stopped humming the Mission Impossible theme, passed out, and I put you in bed," She hopped down from the counter. "I got a little bored and decided to look around for something to amuse me."
"Max..."
"I found something buried deep within the bowels of your hall closet." She said and slowly began walking away from him. "It had 'family album' written on it, and the curious little kitty cat that I am, I had to open it."
"Curiosity killed the cat." He said and began walking toward her.
"What I found was a barrage of pictures ranging from Logan's first step to Logan's fifth Christmas to Logan's prom and even all the way up to Logan leaves for college." She grinned and jumped back as he tried to lunge at her. "My personal favorite, though, is Logan's first training potty."
He paled at that. "No..."
"See, I think this is the only advantage of being a genetically engineered freak job," She said. "No embarrassing baby pictures."
"Max, give me the pictures."
"You'll have to fight me for these gems." She said, waving the pictures in her hand.
Well, Logan decided if she wanted a fight, she would get a fight. He started after her, then as she sprinted away from him laughing madly, he used all that he had gained while on his college track team.
He had managed to corner her in the bedroom, but it ended up being in her favor when she jumped onto the bed, grabbed a pillow, and pointed at him with the look of a mentally deranged warrior.
"Now, you die!" She exclaimed, then threw the pillow at him.
The pillow bounced off his chest and onto the floor. He bent down and picked it up, then looked at her; she already had another pillow and was poised to strike.
"You realize," He said. "That this means war."
"Bring it on." She challenged.
He jumped up onto the bed with her and they stood for a moment... then began to beat each other incessantly with the pillows.