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A/N: Thank you for your reviews. I finally got around to finishing this
chapter. I kind of got stuck for a little bit. I have some ideas for the
next chapter. It might take the same amount of time to get out. But it
might come out sooner, just hang in there with me. hehe
Enjoy.
Chapter Two:
"Well good because I have a job for you too." Max said as she guided Alec back towards her door.
"This job would be what exactly?" he asked raising his one eyebrow.
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Max guided Alec so he was just outside of her door. Alec turned towards Max, facing her completely. Max reached into her back pocket and proceeded to pull something out. Alec was completely lost as he saw the object in Max's tan hand.
"What are you going to do with that?"
Max made sure she had complete eye contact with Alec, just to see his reaction to her new idea. She smiled sweetly, with a hint of playfulness.
"Well...you see the bathrooms in this place are no better than the main rooms, if not worse. And seeing that you are doing nothing today," Max said as she handed Alec the item. "You can clean every single bathroom in Head Quarters with this toothbrush. Scrub, scrub, scrub." Saying it while making the motion with her hands.
Alec stared at the now closed door. The first thing that came to his mind was 'wow, she moved really fast, even for a transgenic.' Then his mind replayed what she had said. 'Bathrooms. Toilets. Me. Clean. Them.' Alec looked down at the little toothbrush he was holding and cursed under his breath. He turned on his heels and stormed down the stairs and into the room that Mole had brought the cleaning stuff into and dropped the toothbrush in the bucket. Dix and Luke looked up from their computer when they heard the front door to HQ slam shut.
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Mole cursed when he stepped into a piece of gum that was on the floor. He dropped the bucket down, turned around, and walked out of HQ. He was going to round up some X-6's and see if he could find Joshua somewhere's. He was going to try and do as little work as possible. He was going to be more like the manager of the cleaning, seeing that's how he took Max's new assignment for him. He wasn't going to take it any other way because he might have just killed something or someone. As he mumbled many not so nice words he didn't notice the very mad person standing in his way.
"What the HELL did you do to her?" Alec screamed at Mole.
"What are you talking about?"
"Well let's see. She handed me a Toothbrush and told me to clean the TOILETS. Now it wouldn't be very fair of me if I didn't share in the glory of cleaning the toilets. Now would it?"
"Oh no. Not happening. I'm the "manager" of the cleaning expedition. I'm going to round myself up some willing explorers to find out what exactly the color of the floor was a long, long, long, long, time ago."
"You're not going to get out of it that easily." Alec glared. "If I'm going down you're coming down with me. Now, let's go."
"And how are you going to make me?"
Alec turned back around and stalked up to Mole so they were about an inch away and harshly said, "oh just wait to see what I can come up with."
"I'll be there. Don't get all sensitive on me. Let me just go get some help."
"You better be in HQ in 10 minutes or I'm going to hunt down your ass and show you what some high school students had to go through. Is that clear?"
"Fine, fine, fine." Mole said as he continued on his search.
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Max glanced at the clock and it finally read 7:50. She was going to go insane if that second hand didn't move any faster. The thought that the creator of gum had created clocks too. If that were so she would have to revise her list of 101 ways to kill the creator of gum with gum. She walked over and picked the broom up that was sitting in her closet. She started from one end of her office and swept over to the other end and put all the dirt/dust into a mound. If she wasn't mistaken it looked like one of those anthills. She couldn't believe how much dirt there was. She swept the dirt on to a piece of cardboard. And dumped the dust into the garbage can. She walked out her office and looked around for Mole or Alec, considering they were supposed to be cleaning. They were nowhere's in sight. 'Figures', thought Max.
As she started to sweep the second floor she started to whistle. She had heard the tune off from one of those pre-pulse Disney movies. It was about an evil stepmother, a glass mirror and seven little men. She wasn't really into it, but the song popped into her head. She was actually in a good mood.
'Cleaning can help you relax sometimes. It's strange. Hopefully it's not a disease.' She quickly puts her hand to her forehead to feel her temperature. 'Feels fine.'
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Mole walked into Head Quarters followed by five X-6's. He couldn't find Joshua, but as he thought about it he wanted the place to be clean before Josh started to paint. He also didn't want to be around the paint fumes and if he wasn't careful he might become one of the many figures in his paintings. Something he wasn't too thrilled about. He started to give orders to the X-6's.
He handed the equipment off to the 'eager' participants. He smiled as they got to work scrubbing the walls and dusting and other things that you do when you clean. Mole didn't really know or care. He stuck his cigar back into its safety spot and sat down in his chair. He observed his wonderful management. If he didn't know better he would have thought that he would make a good manager. To bad he doesn't really get a long with that many people. His employer's would either quit or try and kill him. He shrugged the thought off.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"What do you want? Aren't you suppose to be cleaning...what was it again...oh ya. The toilets. If I remember correctly that's what your job is."
Alec glared at him. If looks could kill Mole would have been killed 10 times over and 6 feet under.
The sudden out burst of whistling brought them out of their bickering. They turned at the same time to see a very cheerful Max sweeping.
'What the heck is going on here?' thought Alec as he watched the scene before him.
'Who the heck is that and what did they do with Max? The grouchy stick up their ass transgenic woman.' Thought mole as his cigar once again left his mouth and found a nice home on the still dirty ground. 'Maybe I need glasses...and maybe some hearing aids.'
Max turned around and stopped whistling when she noticed the two males about to let their jaws hit the dirty floor.
"Why aren't you two cleaning?"
They just stared. Unable to grasp what Max was just doing and why she was so...so...so...CHEERFUL. That's not Max. At least not the Max they learned to love and hate all at the same time.
"Will you two please put your eyes back in your skull and pick your mouths off the floor. And start cleaning." Max said trying to keep a smirk from taking over her face. Alec looked so cute when he was dumbfounded. 'Where did THAT thought come from!?'
Alec shock his head to clear his thoughts that were spiraling into a pleasant yet life threatening thought of Max and a French Maid's outfit.
"Uh...Uh...Right. I was just telling Mole here that he had to help clean too."
"Well I'm Management. Remember?"
"Management my ass. You're helping. You can at least pick up one of those feather dusters, seeing that I have to clean the toilets with this toothbrush." Alec holds up said toothbrush.
"Fine." He grabs a pasty colored green feather duster and dusted off his desk, organized the papers, and sat back down. "There I'm done."
Alec glared and then a smirk took over his lips. "Fine." Alec walked towards the bathrooms.
"What is going on?" Max asked Mole.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean what is up with this whole management thing and why did it look like Alec had a plan of some sorts?"
"Well first I'm not going to clean this whole thing by myself, if at all. Secondly I don't really know what Alec could do that would hurt me so I'm not worried about his payback plan."
"Ok...Whatever floats your boat, as long as this gets done today or no more cigar supplies for you for a month. I might also have to make you stand in the corner."
"Okaaaayyy...." Said a VERY confused Mole.
Max just shook her head and turned back around, leaving the feud between them two. She wasn't really in the mood to get into a bad mood.
Mole looked down at his cigar that was sitting on the ground. 'I'm not putting that back into my mouth.' Mole opened a draw into his desk and found nothing... 'That's odd' he opened another draw and found yet again...nothing. 'What is going on?' He opened his last draw and found...something. A little white note that read:
Paybacks a bitch. Should have gotten your ass in gear.
Lovable...adorable...sexy...hot...scrumptious...
Alec.
Mole jumped out of his chair and stormed towards the bathrooms. Max heard the most girlish, freakish scream...
Enjoy.
Chapter Two:
"Well good because I have a job for you too." Max said as she guided Alec back towards her door.
"This job would be what exactly?" he asked raising his one eyebrow.
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Max guided Alec so he was just outside of her door. Alec turned towards Max, facing her completely. Max reached into her back pocket and proceeded to pull something out. Alec was completely lost as he saw the object in Max's tan hand.
"What are you going to do with that?"
Max made sure she had complete eye contact with Alec, just to see his reaction to her new idea. She smiled sweetly, with a hint of playfulness.
"Well...you see the bathrooms in this place are no better than the main rooms, if not worse. And seeing that you are doing nothing today," Max said as she handed Alec the item. "You can clean every single bathroom in Head Quarters with this toothbrush. Scrub, scrub, scrub." Saying it while making the motion with her hands.
Alec stared at the now closed door. The first thing that came to his mind was 'wow, she moved really fast, even for a transgenic.' Then his mind replayed what she had said. 'Bathrooms. Toilets. Me. Clean. Them.' Alec looked down at the little toothbrush he was holding and cursed under his breath. He turned on his heels and stormed down the stairs and into the room that Mole had brought the cleaning stuff into and dropped the toothbrush in the bucket. Dix and Luke looked up from their computer when they heard the front door to HQ slam shut.
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Mole cursed when he stepped into a piece of gum that was on the floor. He dropped the bucket down, turned around, and walked out of HQ. He was going to round up some X-6's and see if he could find Joshua somewhere's. He was going to try and do as little work as possible. He was going to be more like the manager of the cleaning, seeing that's how he took Max's new assignment for him. He wasn't going to take it any other way because he might have just killed something or someone. As he mumbled many not so nice words he didn't notice the very mad person standing in his way.
"What the HELL did you do to her?" Alec screamed at Mole.
"What are you talking about?"
"Well let's see. She handed me a Toothbrush and told me to clean the TOILETS. Now it wouldn't be very fair of me if I didn't share in the glory of cleaning the toilets. Now would it?"
"Oh no. Not happening. I'm the "manager" of the cleaning expedition. I'm going to round myself up some willing explorers to find out what exactly the color of the floor was a long, long, long, long, time ago."
"You're not going to get out of it that easily." Alec glared. "If I'm going down you're coming down with me. Now, let's go."
"And how are you going to make me?"
Alec turned back around and stalked up to Mole so they were about an inch away and harshly said, "oh just wait to see what I can come up with."
"I'll be there. Don't get all sensitive on me. Let me just go get some help."
"You better be in HQ in 10 minutes or I'm going to hunt down your ass and show you what some high school students had to go through. Is that clear?"
"Fine, fine, fine." Mole said as he continued on his search.
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Max glanced at the clock and it finally read 7:50. She was going to go insane if that second hand didn't move any faster. The thought that the creator of gum had created clocks too. If that were so she would have to revise her list of 101 ways to kill the creator of gum with gum. She walked over and picked the broom up that was sitting in her closet. She started from one end of her office and swept over to the other end and put all the dirt/dust into a mound. If she wasn't mistaken it looked like one of those anthills. She couldn't believe how much dirt there was. She swept the dirt on to a piece of cardboard. And dumped the dust into the garbage can. She walked out her office and looked around for Mole or Alec, considering they were supposed to be cleaning. They were nowhere's in sight. 'Figures', thought Max.
As she started to sweep the second floor she started to whistle. She had heard the tune off from one of those pre-pulse Disney movies. It was about an evil stepmother, a glass mirror and seven little men. She wasn't really into it, but the song popped into her head. She was actually in a good mood.
'Cleaning can help you relax sometimes. It's strange. Hopefully it's not a disease.' She quickly puts her hand to her forehead to feel her temperature. 'Feels fine.'
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Mole walked into Head Quarters followed by five X-6's. He couldn't find Joshua, but as he thought about it he wanted the place to be clean before Josh started to paint. He also didn't want to be around the paint fumes and if he wasn't careful he might become one of the many figures in his paintings. Something he wasn't too thrilled about. He started to give orders to the X-6's.
He handed the equipment off to the 'eager' participants. He smiled as they got to work scrubbing the walls and dusting and other things that you do when you clean. Mole didn't really know or care. He stuck his cigar back into its safety spot and sat down in his chair. He observed his wonderful management. If he didn't know better he would have thought that he would make a good manager. To bad he doesn't really get a long with that many people. His employer's would either quit or try and kill him. He shrugged the thought off.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"What do you want? Aren't you suppose to be cleaning...what was it again...oh ya. The toilets. If I remember correctly that's what your job is."
Alec glared at him. If looks could kill Mole would have been killed 10 times over and 6 feet under.
The sudden out burst of whistling brought them out of their bickering. They turned at the same time to see a very cheerful Max sweeping.
'What the heck is going on here?' thought Alec as he watched the scene before him.
'Who the heck is that and what did they do with Max? The grouchy stick up their ass transgenic woman.' Thought mole as his cigar once again left his mouth and found a nice home on the still dirty ground. 'Maybe I need glasses...and maybe some hearing aids.'
Max turned around and stopped whistling when she noticed the two males about to let their jaws hit the dirty floor.
"Why aren't you two cleaning?"
They just stared. Unable to grasp what Max was just doing and why she was so...so...so...CHEERFUL. That's not Max. At least not the Max they learned to love and hate all at the same time.
"Will you two please put your eyes back in your skull and pick your mouths off the floor. And start cleaning." Max said trying to keep a smirk from taking over her face. Alec looked so cute when he was dumbfounded. 'Where did THAT thought come from!?'
Alec shock his head to clear his thoughts that were spiraling into a pleasant yet life threatening thought of Max and a French Maid's outfit.
"Uh...Uh...Right. I was just telling Mole here that he had to help clean too."
"Well I'm Management. Remember?"
"Management my ass. You're helping. You can at least pick up one of those feather dusters, seeing that I have to clean the toilets with this toothbrush." Alec holds up said toothbrush.
"Fine." He grabs a pasty colored green feather duster and dusted off his desk, organized the papers, and sat back down. "There I'm done."
Alec glared and then a smirk took over his lips. "Fine." Alec walked towards the bathrooms.
"What is going on?" Max asked Mole.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean what is up with this whole management thing and why did it look like Alec had a plan of some sorts?"
"Well first I'm not going to clean this whole thing by myself, if at all. Secondly I don't really know what Alec could do that would hurt me so I'm not worried about his payback plan."
"Ok...Whatever floats your boat, as long as this gets done today or no more cigar supplies for you for a month. I might also have to make you stand in the corner."
"Okaaaayyy...." Said a VERY confused Mole.
Max just shook her head and turned back around, leaving the feud between them two. She wasn't really in the mood to get into a bad mood.
Mole looked down at his cigar that was sitting on the ground. 'I'm not putting that back into my mouth.' Mole opened a draw into his desk and found nothing... 'That's odd' he opened another draw and found yet again...nothing. 'What is going on?' He opened his last draw and found...something. A little white note that read:
Paybacks a bitch. Should have gotten your ass in gear.
Lovable...adorable...sexy...hot...scrumptious...
Alec.
Mole jumped out of his chair and stormed towards the bathrooms. Max heard the most girlish, freakish scream...