Hiya, everyone. Sorry to keep ya hangin' like that. I was VERY busy with
last minute school stuff. But now that summer's here, I can FINALLY get
back to the story.
Chapter 2
Maxwell sniffed. Feeling sorry for himself was growing very boring-- very quickly. He stood up, his joints creaking. Wondering how long he had been sitting there, Maxwell glanced up at the sky. Dozens of stars winked back at him. Sighing, he found himself wondering if Sandy was seeing those same stars... And thinking the same thing. 'No.' Maxwell thought furiously to himself. 'Of course she's not. She couldn't still love me... Could she?'
While pondering this seemingly impossible question, Maxwell sauntered along. Still gazing up at the night sky, he felt his body slam into something else. Maxwell staggered back, blinking once or twice to clear his blurry vision. He squinted, his keen hamster senses picking up movement in front of him.
"Erm... Hello? Who's there?" Maxwell called nervously. The dark shape pulled itself up with a groan.
"Beg pardon. I wasn't watching where I was going. I'm very sorry." Maxwell identified the figure to be a hamster that was his height and an almost uncannily similar build as his. He kush-kushed nervously.
"Me too. I think the cold is making us delirious." Maxwell attempted humor, but his laugh came out hollow.
The other hamster laughed. "Probably." He then seemed to pick up on Maxwell's discomfort. "Hey, something bothering you? Wanna talk about it?" He seemed genuinely concerned, so Maxwell explained the situation to him. The hamster was a very good listener and remained quiet throughout the entire speech, occasionally putting in his two cents with a nod or "how dreadful".
Maxwell found it puzzling that he was explaining his whole life story to a ham that he had just met. But, then again, maybe Maxwell was just desperate or feeling very trusting. Either way, he liked having someone to pour out his problems to.
'Maybe this is what true friendship is after all,' Maxwell pondered to himself.
The ham was quiet for a few moments after Maxwell's speech. All he had to say was, "Interesting." He tapped his chin thoughtfully. "How's about we talk more about this over a cup of tea?"
Maxwell nodded agreeably. Out in this kind of cold, tea seemed heavenly. As Maxwell followed him to his den (which consisted of old tires and auto equipment) on the other side of the grocery store where they had met.
The bright light of the entryway caused Maxwell to blink several times. As his new companion turned around, Maxwell gasped in shock. Rubbing his eyes, he wondered if he had seen correctly. Standing before him, was an exact replica of... himself. The other hamster had an equally surprised expression on his face. Never in his life had either of them dreamed of meeting their "twin."
"Oh my god..." Maxwell whispered softly. "How on earth..."
"I'll second that... Wait, I don't even know your name! Mine's Wally." The twin ham stuck out his paw.
"Maxwell," Maxwell replied, grasping his replica's paw, still in shock.
"Well, Maxwell, it seems I have just found my long lost twin," Wally joked.
"It's a possibility... But I was my mother's only child. She was too weak from hunger to have any more," Maxwell explained wearily, gazing at the teapot wistfully.
"Yes... Oh! So sorry, my apologies! I'll be getting that tea right now, " Wally said, bustling to prepare the ingredients.
After letting the tea sit on the stove to be heated, Wally returned to his seat at the table. "Hmmm, so about your girlfriend..."
Maxwell cut in quietly, choking back tears. "Ex-girlfriend," At once, memories came flooding back to Maxwell. When they first met... when they confessed their crushes to one another... when she first kissed him... Maxwell would never forget it.
Flashback
Maxwell closed his eyes briefly, and inhaled the scent of sea, wind and... Sandy. He glanced at the striped hamster on his left, holding his hand. The sunset bounced off her golden coat, giving it a shimmering effect. She really was beautiful. At that moment, Maxwell felt like the luckiest hamster on the face of the earth.
"Thanks so much, Maxy. I had a great time today," she tilted her head slightly to watch him.
"Me too. I can't imagine spending it with anyone else. So thank you too." Maxwell smiled warmly at her.
"Stop, you're making me blush!" She exclaimed shyly, her cheeks rosy pink.
"Is that a bad thing?" Maxwell inquired softly. Her jade eyes danced and grew moist.
"Maxwell, you're so sweet..." She tilted her chin up. "I really, really, like you, Maxwell. A lot."
His eyes glistened with tears. He replied softly, "And I... love you, Sandy. A lot." He grinned lop-sidedly.
Joyful tears streaming down her face, Sandy wrapped her arms around Maxwell's neck and touched her lips gently to his. Maxwell, pleasantly surprised, returned the favor. For a few blissful moments, they stood like that. When they parted, both were breathless.
"Wow..." Maxwell breathed.
Sandy giggled, her cheeks crimson. "You're a good kisser, Maxy. Did I mention that I love you?"
"Now you did."
"Good. Because I do. A lot.
Maxwell nodded. "And I you."
For the rest of the evening, Neither Maxwell nor Sandy said a word; because neither felt the need.
End of Flashback
Maxwell awoke from his daydream with tears streaming down his face. Embarrassed, he swiped at them and willed himself to stop, but to no avail. So he just let them slide down his cheeks to a puddle on the floor.
Wally's eyes were etched with sympathy. "You really love her, don't you?" He asked gently. Maxwell nodded tearfully. He sighed. "I don't know what I'd do if my girlfriend accused me of something like that." He shook his head.
Almost immediately, Maxwell's tears stopped. "You have a girlfriend?" He asked curiously.
Wally nodded. "Yep. Her name's Sidney. Don't know what I'd do without her. In fact, we were just up at Acorn Hill on Thursday. But the annoying thing was, there was this girl-ham who kept spying on us and crying, don't know what for, though."
Maxwell froze. "Wh-what d-did the g-g-girl look like?" He stammered, Hardly daring to believe what he was hearing.
Wally furrowed his brow in thought. "Well, let's see hear... She was golden and white with peculiar stripes on her head. Quite the looker, actually. Wouldn't mind asking her out if I didn't already have a girlfriend. Heheh... Oh, and she had a bow on her tail." He cocked his head. "Why? You know her?"
"YES!!! THAT'S SANDY!!!" Maxwell exclaimed excitedly.
"Sandy? Who's Sandy?" He asked, confused.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, 'WHO'S SANDY'?!? SHE'S MY GIRLFRIEND, YOU IDIOT!!! C'MON!!!" With that, Maxwell was off like a shot through the door with Wally in tow, the tea completely forgotten.
All for now, and sorry for the slow update. I've been almost too busy for reviews, let alone writing, but I'll try to update more often. Sorry 2 keep y'alls waiting! Ciao!
Obsidian Dancer
Oh, and a huge thank-q to all my reviewers. Couldn't live w/out ya! :: blows kisses::
Chapter 2
Maxwell sniffed. Feeling sorry for himself was growing very boring-- very quickly. He stood up, his joints creaking. Wondering how long he had been sitting there, Maxwell glanced up at the sky. Dozens of stars winked back at him. Sighing, he found himself wondering if Sandy was seeing those same stars... And thinking the same thing. 'No.' Maxwell thought furiously to himself. 'Of course she's not. She couldn't still love me... Could she?'
While pondering this seemingly impossible question, Maxwell sauntered along. Still gazing up at the night sky, he felt his body slam into something else. Maxwell staggered back, blinking once or twice to clear his blurry vision. He squinted, his keen hamster senses picking up movement in front of him.
"Erm... Hello? Who's there?" Maxwell called nervously. The dark shape pulled itself up with a groan.
"Beg pardon. I wasn't watching where I was going. I'm very sorry." Maxwell identified the figure to be a hamster that was his height and an almost uncannily similar build as his. He kush-kushed nervously.
"Me too. I think the cold is making us delirious." Maxwell attempted humor, but his laugh came out hollow.
The other hamster laughed. "Probably." He then seemed to pick up on Maxwell's discomfort. "Hey, something bothering you? Wanna talk about it?" He seemed genuinely concerned, so Maxwell explained the situation to him. The hamster was a very good listener and remained quiet throughout the entire speech, occasionally putting in his two cents with a nod or "how dreadful".
Maxwell found it puzzling that he was explaining his whole life story to a ham that he had just met. But, then again, maybe Maxwell was just desperate or feeling very trusting. Either way, he liked having someone to pour out his problems to.
'Maybe this is what true friendship is after all,' Maxwell pondered to himself.
The ham was quiet for a few moments after Maxwell's speech. All he had to say was, "Interesting." He tapped his chin thoughtfully. "How's about we talk more about this over a cup of tea?"
Maxwell nodded agreeably. Out in this kind of cold, tea seemed heavenly. As Maxwell followed him to his den (which consisted of old tires and auto equipment) on the other side of the grocery store where they had met.
The bright light of the entryway caused Maxwell to blink several times. As his new companion turned around, Maxwell gasped in shock. Rubbing his eyes, he wondered if he had seen correctly. Standing before him, was an exact replica of... himself. The other hamster had an equally surprised expression on his face. Never in his life had either of them dreamed of meeting their "twin."
"Oh my god..." Maxwell whispered softly. "How on earth..."
"I'll second that... Wait, I don't even know your name! Mine's Wally." The twin ham stuck out his paw.
"Maxwell," Maxwell replied, grasping his replica's paw, still in shock.
"Well, Maxwell, it seems I have just found my long lost twin," Wally joked.
"It's a possibility... But I was my mother's only child. She was too weak from hunger to have any more," Maxwell explained wearily, gazing at the teapot wistfully.
"Yes... Oh! So sorry, my apologies! I'll be getting that tea right now, " Wally said, bustling to prepare the ingredients.
After letting the tea sit on the stove to be heated, Wally returned to his seat at the table. "Hmmm, so about your girlfriend..."
Maxwell cut in quietly, choking back tears. "Ex-girlfriend," At once, memories came flooding back to Maxwell. When they first met... when they confessed their crushes to one another... when she first kissed him... Maxwell would never forget it.
Flashback
Maxwell closed his eyes briefly, and inhaled the scent of sea, wind and... Sandy. He glanced at the striped hamster on his left, holding his hand. The sunset bounced off her golden coat, giving it a shimmering effect. She really was beautiful. At that moment, Maxwell felt like the luckiest hamster on the face of the earth.
"Thanks so much, Maxy. I had a great time today," she tilted her head slightly to watch him.
"Me too. I can't imagine spending it with anyone else. So thank you too." Maxwell smiled warmly at her.
"Stop, you're making me blush!" She exclaimed shyly, her cheeks rosy pink.
"Is that a bad thing?" Maxwell inquired softly. Her jade eyes danced and grew moist.
"Maxwell, you're so sweet..." She tilted her chin up. "I really, really, like you, Maxwell. A lot."
His eyes glistened with tears. He replied softly, "And I... love you, Sandy. A lot." He grinned lop-sidedly.
Joyful tears streaming down her face, Sandy wrapped her arms around Maxwell's neck and touched her lips gently to his. Maxwell, pleasantly surprised, returned the favor. For a few blissful moments, they stood like that. When they parted, both were breathless.
"Wow..." Maxwell breathed.
Sandy giggled, her cheeks crimson. "You're a good kisser, Maxy. Did I mention that I love you?"
"Now you did."
"Good. Because I do. A lot.
Maxwell nodded. "And I you."
For the rest of the evening, Neither Maxwell nor Sandy said a word; because neither felt the need.
End of Flashback
Maxwell awoke from his daydream with tears streaming down his face. Embarrassed, he swiped at them and willed himself to stop, but to no avail. So he just let them slide down his cheeks to a puddle on the floor.
Wally's eyes were etched with sympathy. "You really love her, don't you?" He asked gently. Maxwell nodded tearfully. He sighed. "I don't know what I'd do if my girlfriend accused me of something like that." He shook his head.
Almost immediately, Maxwell's tears stopped. "You have a girlfriend?" He asked curiously.
Wally nodded. "Yep. Her name's Sidney. Don't know what I'd do without her. In fact, we were just up at Acorn Hill on Thursday. But the annoying thing was, there was this girl-ham who kept spying on us and crying, don't know what for, though."
Maxwell froze. "Wh-what d-did the g-g-girl look like?" He stammered, Hardly daring to believe what he was hearing.
Wally furrowed his brow in thought. "Well, let's see hear... She was golden and white with peculiar stripes on her head. Quite the looker, actually. Wouldn't mind asking her out if I didn't already have a girlfriend. Heheh... Oh, and she had a bow on her tail." He cocked his head. "Why? You know her?"
"YES!!! THAT'S SANDY!!!" Maxwell exclaimed excitedly.
"Sandy? Who's Sandy?" He asked, confused.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, 'WHO'S SANDY'?!? SHE'S MY GIRLFRIEND, YOU IDIOT!!! C'MON!!!" With that, Maxwell was off like a shot through the door with Wally in tow, the tea completely forgotten.
All for now, and sorry for the slow update. I've been almost too busy for reviews, let alone writing, but I'll try to update more often. Sorry 2 keep y'alls waiting! Ciao!
Obsidian Dancer
Oh, and a huge thank-q to all my reviewers. Couldn't live w/out ya! :: blows kisses::