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Chapter 2: Tyson and Daichi

(Max's POV)

I stared. And then I screamed. "AHHH! TYSON? DAICHI?"

Tyson and Daichi were in our apartment… eating all our food… and making the BIGGEST mess I ever saw in my entire life. I heard Emily fall to the floor with a thud behind me. Eddy was rolling on the floor, laughing his head off. Little did he know that Rick would make him help Tyson and Daichi pick up their mess later.

Speaking of Rick, right now he was yelling at Tyson and Daichi. "WHAT did you think you were DOING? You weren't even supposed to come until NEXT WEEK!"

"Well, we got bored, and we thought we'd come early…" Tyson said, shrugging his shoulders and acting as though he gets yelled at everyday. Then again, he probably does.

"Yeah! We got super bored and Hilary kept yelling at us a lot!" Daichi said, while jumping on the bed. Well, I guess I was right about Tyson getting yelled at every day, huh? Hey, wait… Why is Daichi so hyper-ish? Oh, no…

"DAICHI! Have you been in my candy stash?" I glared at Daichi. 'No way,' I thought, 'he couldn't have found it… could he?'

"Uh… maybe…" was his answer. Yup, he found it, alright.

I stormed up to him, giving him a death glare. "How much did you eat!"

He looked nervously around the room. "All of it?"

My jaw dropped for the second time that day. 'ALL OF IT?' I screamed to myself. 'He ate all 100 pounds of candy? And he still acted like he had only had one pound? HOW? WHY? Oh, cruel world…'

I felt like screaming. I felt like tearing my hair out. I felt like fainting right then and there. Then I realized I had about 50 more pounds of candy from that grocery shopping trip.

"That's okay, Daichi!" I laughed good naturedly and patted him on the back. He stood there, still on the couch, confused.

"So… you're not going to scream at me and throw me out?" he asked.

"NOPE! 'Cause I got 50 more pounds of sugar!" I realized he was grinning. "…50 pounds of sugar WHICH YOU CANNOT EAT!"

He frowned. "Spoil-sport…"

"Great. Wonderful," said Michael sarcastically. "But what are we supposed to do with this… this… huge MESS? And we can't live of sugar forever! Oh, yeah, and Emily fainted." He pointed to Emily, who was lying in the hallway. People were beginning to stare.

I pouted. "Yes, we can!"

And, so we all argued about living off sugar for awhile… at least until Emily woke up.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU HELP ME!" she shouted at us. "YOU GUYS COULD HAVE AT LEAST GOTTEN ME OUT OF THE HALLWAY!"

Eddy blinked. "Now, why would we do that?"

"You are so not helping," I told him. "Emily… Dear, sweet, Emily! We are sooo terribly sorry for leaving you like that… Could you ever for give us?" (A/N: THIS IS NOT A MAX/EMILY FIC! RAWR! -ahem- Yeah, I just needed to make that clear…) I gave her the puppy dog eyes of doom. She twitched, and then she caved. Works every time.

"Yeah, whatever, I forgive you… BUT NOT THESE OTHER GUYS! Like YOU, Eddy!" She mimicked Eddy, trying to make her voice sound as whinny as possible. "'Why should weeeee?' BAH! How insensitive!" She started screeching her head off at everyone (except me!).

"Hmm… Speaking of insensitive…" mumbled Tyson, while raising an eyebrow.

Emily spun around and glared at him. I swear, there were flames behind her! "WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

Tyson whimpered and backed away, mumbling, "nothing, ma'am…" Normally I would help him out, but when it comes to Emily, I am NOT getting involved. She's scary when she's mad.

Obviously, everyone else found her scary, too. They were all cowering in fear, even Rick! Emily slowly glared at everyone in the room (with the exception of me, seeing as I was the only one who wasn't "insensitive"), then stormed off into her room and slammed the door. Everyone flinched at the sound.

"Someone's a little moody today…" whispered Eddy, not loud enough for Emily to hear.

That's when the phone rang. I ran over and picked it up before Tyson the Great Insulter or Daichi the Hyper One could. "Hello? Oh, hi, Daddy!" I said after I picked the phone up. I ignored the snickering in the background. "What? Oh, great! Sure, I'll tell the others. Yeah, but there's one problem… Tyson and Daichi sort of came to visit, and, well, we don't exactly want to leave them here… alone… with all our stuff…"

The others were hanging on to my every word, trying to figure out what I was talking about.

"Yeah? You would? Hey, awesome, thanks! Bye, I'll see you and Mom tomorrow!" I hung up the phone and turned around. Everyone was crowding around me, hoping I'd tell them what I was talking about.

"Soooo… Are we going somewhere tomorrow?" asked Tyson hopefully.

"Uh, well, the ALL STARZ are going, yes, but you can't come…" I felt really sorry for him and Daichi… They looked so sad… "See, that was my dad, and he and my mom are going to host this really big promotional event for the PPA!"

(A/N: YAY! Events are FUN! -dances- Anyway, it might take a while before I get the third chapter in here. I'm sort of running out of ideas. o.0)