Hey guys! I know it's been forever, and I'm so sorry! And if I were you I'd really hate me right now. But a lot of things have been going on this summer...And I've also been pretty much brain dead all summer!
I'll try to update somewhat regularly, but with school starting next Wednesday, and guard practices start that Thursday, I'm not going to make any promises.
Again I'm sorry, and please Read and Review
Disclaimer- I don't own Maximum Ride
Max sat on the edge of the bed, eyeing the pile of dirty clothes Fang had left on the floor. Why didn't he ever put them in the hamper? It wasn't as if it was that hard, all he had to do was take the lid off, and throw his clothes into it.
She turned around to face Fang, who was sitting up, looking at something on his laptop. "Why don't you ever put your dirty clothes in the hamper?" She asked.
Turning to face her, he raised his eyebrows, "Why are you letting our son take ballet lessons?"
"Because he wants to, and that's not the issue here. The issue is the fact that you can't seem to be able to place your clothes into a damned hamper." Max glared at him.
"Well, maybe I don't want to put my clothes in to the damned hamper, maybe I like it better where they're at now."
"You can't just leave them laying around on the floor! The entire room will become a mess, and I'll have to be the one to clean it up!" She narrowed her eyes.
"Well, maybe while you're cleaning, I can teach my son that boys do not do ballet!"
"Don't you dare tell Matt that he can't do ballet! He can do whatever sport he wants! And you will not stop him!"
"Max! I do not want my son doing ballet!"
"He can do whatever sport he wants Fang."
Smirking he rolled over, so that he was sitting on top of Max. "Oh, really now?" He whispered into her ear.
Rolling her eyes, Max pulled his lips to hers. When he started to pull her shirt up, Max pushed him away. At his confused and hungry expression she smirked, "Not until you put the clothes into the hamper, and admit that Matt is allowed to do any sport he wants. Even if he ends up being a ballet-figure skating- cheerleader."
Fang glared at her for several minutes until he finally broke. "Fine, he can do…ballet…" Then he stood up and started to put the dirty clothes into the hamper.