Okay, I got a challenge from Can't Decide the other day, and she wanted me to write a story about where her characters, Dawn and Rena, meet mine, Mac Masters! So read and Review!

Okey doke, here we go!

Oh right… if you don't know who Dawn and Rena are, go to Can't Decide's Profile (she's in my favorites so find it there) and read the stories! They are very funny and AWSOMELY AWSOMENESS!

CHAPTER 1:

"Dad," Mac pleaded, "Why are we going here again?"

"Jesus Christ Mac, shut your face!" Vlad said, throwing his hands up in the air and nearly missing a tree on the side of the road, "They really want to meet you! I looked after them for a while before they went back to their real family! All they talked about was YOU!"

"That's what scares me…" Mac mumbled and slouched down in his seat.

The slick, blue Mercedes pulled up to a long driveway. The white house was small, but large enough to live in. "Is this the house?" Mac asked, opening his door.

"Well, why else would I stop here?" Vlad asked sarcastically.

Mac shrugged it off and put his halo in his pocket. "you can take that off?" Vlad asked.

"Only in front of people I don't know very well," Mac replied, sticking it in his coat pocket. It was a cold winter day and the wind was stinging at Mac's dark green coat. He zipped it up and walked with Vlad up to the front door. He knocked and a girl with black hair opened the door.

"Hi Vlad!" she said, waving and then looking over at Mac. "Hiya!" she said, sighing a little.

Mac made a small smile and did a little wave. "So Rena," Vlad said, "Where's your sister hmm?"

Rena glared at him for a minute and then yelled, "DAWN! THE BOYS ARE HERE!" making both Vlad and Mac wince.

They could hear someone thump down the stairs and then another girl with black hair and a black sweatshirt appeared at the door. "Hello Vlad," she said and then glanced over at Mac, who had his hair generally spiked up today. She felt her eyelids get heavy as she looked at him. "H-hiya!" she said weakly. Mac just chuckled a bit and said, "Hiya to you too!"

"Nice hair die!"

"Thanks!"

For a moment they just looked at each other, and then looked away, swaying back and forth on their heels and toes. Vlad smirked at this and Rena crossed her arms in an angry fashion. "Let's go inside…" she said. Mac walked past her and took off his heavy jacket, revealing his normal blue and red T-shirt. He hung it on the coat hanger.

"So," Mac said, playing with his goggles he just had cleaned, "What do you wanna do?"

MAKE OUT! Rena and Dawn thought at the same time, but instead said, "How about we go up to our room?"

Mac shrugged. "Okay," he said, "but I'm kind of hungry…"

Vlad figured that this was the time to redeem himself from the Thanksgiving incident. "I will cook you something!" he said, pulling a chef hat from no where. Mac's eyes went as wide as saucers as he looked at his father. "You…are…going…to…cook?" he asked, stammering.

Dawn looked at Mac with an eyebrow up. "He can cook right?" she asked. Mac moved his head very, very slowly to look at her. He shook his head no.

She waved it off. "I'm sure he can handle it!" she said, starting up the stairs, "Just don't burn down the house okay Vladdie?"

"GOT IT!" and with that, Vlad ran into the kitchen.

Mac sighed and started to walk up the stairs. Great, he thought, following Rena, I'm stuck upstairs in a room with two girls who are nuts about me, and Dad is cooking. How can this get any worse?

Me: REVIEW!

Mac: Uh… what's gonna happen upstairs?

Me: (looks at watch) WHOA LOOK AT THE TIME! GOTTA JUICE! (runs out of studio)

Mac: (eyes get as wide as his head)

Vlad: (sighs) too bad I'm cooking…