Summary: Max used to have so many reasons running through her head about why she and Fang weren't meant for each other. She thought of them at random places and at random times. Whenever or wherever, Fang had an answer. Based off of EternalSyzygy's 101 Reasons.
- 101 Oneshots -
Reason 1- Leader
The fire running on scavenged twigs and leaves, burned heartily, casting playful shadows on the bodies of the flock members whom were surrounding it. The night air was slightly windy although that didn't discourage the bright flames, only causing a few embers to spark. It was a nice, peaceful evening in the woods of a state who's name you don't need to know.
The flock was casually mingling amongst themselves with the occasional, friendly scuffle breaking out. They didn't mind the absences of two members whom were quietly conversing with each other while keeping a watchful eye on the group.
"Because this isn't a democracy, it's a Maxocracy," Max stated firmly after vetoing another one of Fang's attempts at getting her to be his girlfriend.
Fang snorted and shook his head, causing a few black locks to fall into his equally dark eyes. "I believe you've replied with that answer before in the past. Is Maxie losing her touch?" he teased.
She sighed softly, ignoring his antics. "It just wouldn't work out," Max said, staring forlornly at the forest floor.
"Oh yeah? Then give me a reason. Remember you said you had a bunch? What's one now? Didn't I also say that I had an answer?" Fang challenged with a hint of a pleading tone.
"I lead the flock. It would just be something else to worry about." She then pushed his soft hair away from his eyes, and said "You need a haircut," before he could respond to her earlier statement.
Fang, all thoughts of her reason being momentarily blown away, grabbed her hand and pressed the back of it against his lips. He murmured, "All I need is- "
"Marshmallows!"
"- marshmallows," Fang finished.
Then the two blinked at each other, blankly.
"We want marshmallows! We want marshmallows!" chanted the flock after hearing Iggy's outcry.
Max raised an eyebrow at Fang with an amused smile on her lips. She withdrew her hand, which felt strangely warm (Could hands blush?), and pointed to the flock.
"You're the one who conjures up marshmallows in the middle of nowhere," Max said in an amused voice, bringing up the random memory.
The side of Fang's mouth, slightly quirked up into his famous half-smile that drove Max crazy. He then silently walked to the eagerly awaiting flock. Picking up his dark backpack, he took out a super-sized bag of marshmallows. The flock whooped while Max just watched the scene incredulously since she was kidding earlier.
Iggy picked up a twig from the floor, stabbed a marshmallow onto the tip with amazing accuracy and speed, and placed it in the fire. Though, it was a little too deep into the fire and went up in flames. The flock laughed as he pouted and got another one.
Max still had a bewildered look on her face by the time Fang came back to her side.
"I can take care of myself most of the time, and I've always watched your back," he said seriously as he stood in front of Max. He then pointed to the kids that were gorging themselves on cooked marshmallows also known as the flock. "Exhibit A on watching your back. If I didn't have any marshmallows, they would probably have ransacked the nearest town and terrorized its people for some."
How was that for my attempt at 3rd Pov? I think I did alright... Feel free to tell me wrong xD
Anna Ride: Just... One...? *eye twitches* But okay. I'll take what I can get. Which is your whole platter of cookies if I decide to steal them ;3
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