A/N: Helllooo! I'm getting to work on the words you guys gave me, but while you're waiting I have this other one-shot I thought you guys might enjoy! :) So don't worry, I'll have more chapters soon! :D

Random Word: Cheesecake

"What do you even eat there, anyway? Cheesecake?" Maybeck huffed.

"Yes, cheesecake, Terry, now stop complaining." Jelly, Maybeck's aunt, said slightly annoyed. Maybeck was being forced against his will to go with his aunt to The Cheesecake Factory. He had been there once before, but that was when he was younger. Plus, something happened on that trip that made him hate that place. Too much cheesecake and shrimp combined wasn't a good thing. At all.

Anyway, Maybeck was being forced to go to the Cheesecake Factory because she was meeting some corporate group that wanted to take Krazy Glaze "to the next level". Whatever that meant.

Jelly and Maybeck entered the restaurant and stepped up to the waiter. "How can I help you?" The waiter politely asked.

"We have reservations here, under the name of Jelly." Jelly replied.

The waiter looked over his papers on the podium. He looked back up and said, "Your table is ready. Right this way." The waiter grabbed some menus and led them to their table, which was right in the center of the room. Maybeck noticed how big the table was. How many corporates were coming? Ten? Maybeck doubted it. Jelly and Maybeck sat down, Maybeck taking the end seat beside his aunt. They looked over the menus in silence for a while. Soon enough, the corporates showed up, all dressed in nice-looking suits ready to do business. He then noticed Jelly was wearing something formal as well. Maybeck looked down at his clothes. Just a T-shirt, jeans, and some sneakers. Oops.

Maybeck and Jelly stood up to greet the corporates. Once that was finished, they all sat down. The waiter came a few minutes later and took their orders. The corporates then began to speak with Jelly on the deal they were trying to make. Maybeck was just there to keep Jelly company. He wasn't included in the conversation, so he just pulled out his phone and began to look at the inernet. Halfway through that, he noticed one of the corporates trying to speak with him.

"Hmm?" He looked up from his phone. "Uh, sorry, what did you say?"

"You're that kid from the Magic Kingdom, right?" The corporate inquired.

"Uh, yeah..." Maybeck said suspiciously. Obviously he was too paranoid about Overtakers now. Stupid Finn and his perfectness, always telling us to be aware... Maybeck thought.

"So, you're a DHI and everything?"

"Yeah. I am. It's kinda cool." Maybeck wanted this conversation to be over for some reason. Maybe it was just him being his rude self. But he was ok with that.

"Does it ever get tiring?" he continued to ask.

Maybeck laughed to himself. "Oh, you have no idea," he began to say.

"Really?"

Maybeck decided not to share the part about the Overtakers and their constant schemes. It was tiring being a hero, Maybeck thought proudly to himself. "Yeah. Disney calling me in a lot and all. And lots of homework..." He decided to go with that. When he said homework, he put a distant look in his eye, like he had forgot about something crucial he had to do. Usually when he did that, people would stop talking to him. It worked. Maybeck began to look back at his phone again.

Soon the waiter came with their orders. Everyone began to eat the food they had ordered and they began small-talking with each other. Maybeck reached for his lemonade and began to drink. Then he could feel someone's eyes on him. He looked over the rim of his cup and searched for whoever was looking towards him. He finally located the person, and met their eyes. Wait a second... Maybeck thought. I know those phycotic eyes... Then it hit him.

Literally.

"MAYBECK!" the character screamed. Her scream startled him so much that he began to choke on his lemonade. It caused him to spit the lemonade out of his mouth and across the table onto the corporate. Maybeck began to cough uncontrollably.

"Terrence!" Jelly gasped.

Maybeck quickly got up to help the corporate. "Oh, um, sorry, Mr... Sir!" He grabbed a napkin and gave it to the man, who began to clean himself off.

"Terrence, why in the world did you do that?" Jelly said, apalled.

"Oh, um... my lemonade went down the wrong pipe." He said. Jelly sighed and began apologizing to the corporate. Maybeck looked back over to the girl who had screamed causing this fiasco. It was Jeannie. That totally insane girl that was completely crazy about Finn. He glared toward her. Why did she have to mess everything up?

Suddenly, she came walking toward him. Oh, gosh, no, he thought. He muttered a curse. She was practically running towards him now. He tried to get out of her way, but before he knew it he was tackled into another person behind him, the force of Jeannie causing him to stumble back. He was smashed between the waiter and Jeannie. It all seemed to happen in slow motion, the cheesecake flying out of the waiter's hands and falling directly on top of Maybeck.

"Ugh!" Maybeck said. Cheesecake was all over him! Oreos, cherries, chocolate, carmel, and strawberries. He looked like a chocolate sunday, for goodness sake! He said a curse to himself and glared daggers toward her.

"What," He said slowly, anger dripping off of his words. "Do you want?"

Jeannie looked down at him and smiled. How the heck did she not get cheesecake on herself? Maybeck thought angrily. How she escaped the cheesecake, he had no clue.

"Autograph, please?" She smiled sweetly. He grumbled and grabbed the paper and pen and scribbled down his name on it. He delibrately put some of the cheesecake he was wearing on the paper. He handed her the paper.

"There, happy?" He asked, sarcasm on his every word. Jeannie squealed then ran back off to her table. He looked back toward the table full of corporates and Jelly. Everyone was glaring at him. Even the waiter was giving him a cold glare.

"Uh... sorry?" He said shrugging. Then, seeing that that wasn't working, he simply said,

"What? I'm a DHI. No one can resist my hotness."