13th October 2013 Sunday

Day 286

October 13! Would've been better if it was on a Friday. Absolutely…no ideas for any of these later chapters, so I shall write Max's fear in a two-shot. I'm sure someone mentioned a scene that's in this one, but I've actually had this one planned for a while too and I think it's quite funny. Anyway, little bonus points to you for thinking alike (sorry, can't remember who said it).

Disclaimer: In all honesty, I own nothing!

"Just one more minute, mom," Max pleaded from his spot on the couch. His giant green eyes bore in to her own, making the woman cave instantly. It didn't help that Zap was sitting beside him and pulling the same face. It literally looked like the same person; only one was smaller.

"Fine," she replied with a groan, walking out of the room with a smirk on her face. She turned her head, gazing intently to Zap with a glare that said 'don't let him stay up too late.'

"Tell me another one!" the little boy shouted with an excited tone, bouncing a little on his tailbone. Zap smirked before pulling a thoughtful face, trying to recall one of their previous missions to tell as a bedtime story.

"Ok, one time, we were in the desert. Dex and I had flown to a pyramid while your mom stayed with the ship to fix it. The only problem was Tung couldn't live in the desert because it's too hot, so your mom, genius as she is, created rain for him. Lightning from the rainclouds struck the pyramid Dex and I were in, breaking a green, tentacle man named Syrrus out of his crystal prison," the child's eyes widened at the story, much to his father's amusement. "He was able to control every insect that came along, and when he realised that I was an insect, he started to control me, manipulating me to crush Dex with a rock for not joining him. I lifted the stone in the air…and then winked at Dex."

"But, how?"

"I was never under his control. So I played along with him only to trick him. In my opinion, that guy was nuts," Max's eyes stayed wide and glued on to his father's face, listening intently to the last of many different stories that Zap had told him. Zap smirked when he noticed the little guy's eyes getting heavier.

"Ok, it's been five minutes now, it's time to-" Jenny had returned, and stopped dead in her tracks. Zap was sprawled on his back on the couch; one arm hanging back next to his ear and one leg off the side. Max was lying on Zap's chest face down, rising and falling with the motion of Zap's breathing. The mother smirked sweetly, begrudgingly stepping forward to wake them up.

"Zap?" Jenny questioned in a whisper as she delicately pulled the sleeping tot off her husband's chest and resting him against her shoulder. The pilot shifted with a small snore, to which the clone rolled her eyes.

"Zap?" she whispered a little louder, poking him repeatedly in the chest. He snored a little again, so Jenny took drastic action. She brought her fingers closer to his nose and pinched it shut, waiting a bit for him to run out of air.

He sat up with a loud cough, blinking his shocked eyes open and inhaling deeply. Jenny covered Max's ears so the child would remain asleep, but the toddler merely shifted in her arms.

"What the heck was-" he began to shout, but was immediately hushed by the engineer. She pointed a finger towards Max sleeping in her hold, and then towards the door.

"Come on, we need to get to bed," she whispered in response, moving towards the exit. Zap's eyes followed her with surprise, but he dropped his head with a smirk before jumping over the back frame of the couch and followed suit.

The room was dark as the two parents huddled closely in the bed. Max's crib had stayed in their room and was standing in the opposite corner, holding their sleeping son. It remained eerily quiet; no one waking when a vent above Max's crib dissolve in a hiss of destructive green slime, and large black tentacles emerge from the grate, wrapping the child up in its hold and removing him from his bed.

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