A/N: This is just a fun little idea that popped into my head! Thank you to everyone who has reviewed and favorited this fic so far!

E is for Entrance

"What the hell is going on in here?" Logan demanded as he walked in on the two X5's tangled up in each other on the floor. He literally only left the room for two minutes.

Max and Alec looked wide eyed at Logan and then at each other before shoving at each other until they ended up on opposite sides of the room. "Nothing," Max finally replied, slightly shamefaced.

Logan raised an eyebrow and looked to Alec who raised an eyebrow in mimicry and didn't look the least bit ashamed. "Okay," the ordinary said in disbelief. "Then can we go over the mission details?"

"Don't see anyone stopping you Loge-meister," Alec replied with a shrug. Max turned a glare on him and, as she stomped by to get as close to the computers as she dared, she brought a foot down heavily on his toes. Alec sucked in a pained breath before he whipped an arm out and caught her hair as it flew past, yanking hard.

At Max's angry "Fuck!" Logan turned quickly back towards them but both X5's were staring innocently at him. Max with her arms crossed and toe tapping impatiently and Alec with his arms swinging, fist hitting hand as they came together. "We gonna do this or what?" Max finally asked, tired of his suspicious gaze.

"I can't believe you," Max hissed as she hung from the rafters, watching as cops swarmed the building after a silent alarm was triggered.

"Me?!" Alec hissed back incredulously. "Let's not forget why we're here sweetheart!"

"We're here on what was supposed to be a simple in and out retrieval until you're sorry ass triggered the alarm!" she seethed. "How the hell did you last so long in Manticore?" she muttered angrily.

Alec kicked out at her (yeah, it was immature, so sue him), his foot connected with her arm and caused her to lose balance so she was swinging frantically from the ceiling for several long moments before regaining herself and wrapping her arms and legs back around the beam just before a cop passed beneath them. "Oops," Alec whispered innocently. "I slipped."

Before Max could come up with a way to retaliate one of the cops yelled out. "Found what triggered the alarm!" Max looked down to see the cop holding up a black stuffed cat that had fallen off a table when Max had been angrily shoving the disc Logan wanted in her bag after she'd realized Alec had disappeared on her (he'd only gone to another computer terminal to make sure that they weren't missing anything before they blazed). "This little guy must've just fallen, boss," the cop continued with a shrug.

Alec let out a low chuckle. "Who's sorry ass triggered the alarm again, Maxie?" he questioned sweetly. Luckily the cops had all cleared out (with much grumbling about a wasted trip) because when Max kicked out at Alec she did so with both feet and enough force to knock his pretty ass straight down to the floor.

She landed beside him gracefully. "You're right," she said, voice syrupy sweet. "It was slippery up there!" she agreed before flouncing away, her hair flying back behind her as she did so. Alec let out a groan as his lungs struggled to accept air again.

Let's get something straight, Original Cindy always had her girl's back. Some things, though, are just too damn funny to not be amused by. Now there ain't often times when OC can see the cat in her boo, but when she came stalking into Jam Pony, soaking wet, hair plastered to her face, clothes plastered to her fine female form, and a look to kill...well, Max ain't ever looked so much like her feline self.

"ALEC!" she screeched as her eyes sought him out. She finally caught sight of him at the same time as Cindy. He was peeking around the lockers, lips fighting not to turn up as his eyes roamed from head to toe. Something about that boy was downright infectious because when he started hysterically laughing so did Original Cindy. She gave a halfhearted, apologetic shrug towards her girl when burning eyes turned on her in betrayal. Really, she just couldn't help it.

The next time Cindy saw her girl looking particularly cat-like was the very next day. Boo looked like she damn well ate the canary. When Alec came walking in a few minutes later, covered in mud from head to toe, well...Cindy had a good idea why.

And when Normal came flying up to Alec to "help" and, much to the boys horror, started rubbing at his abdomen (suspiciously pulling his mud plastered shirt up higher and higher) Original Cindy was completely caught off guard by Max's uncontrolled giggles. She hadn't heard her girl sound so carefree in a damn long time. So Original Cindy collapsed in mirth right down next to her. Despite the tears in her eyes don't think OC didn't notice something a little soft in Alec's eyes as he glanced over at Max.

Sketchy wasn't sure if he should be upset or amused that he kept getting pulled into Max and Alec's war. When he placed the pitcher that Alec had sent him with down on the table and the damn thing exploded all over Max...well amusement won out that time. A little bit of sorrow too as he lamented the loss off all that fine alcohol.

"Sketchy," Max grit out as she sat stock-still, sticky beer dripping slowly from her face, hair, and arms.

"Uhh…" he said dumbly.

"Did you get that from Alec?" she asked him, and he might not be the brightest of bulbs but even he knew to be scared of the sweet tone her voice had taken on.

"Oh! Look at that fine honey that just walked in!" he went to make a break for it but her scary fast reflexes had her catching him by the wrist and she held him in place with her terrifyingly strong grip. Where did she manage to get Wheaties in this economy? "Yes! I'm sorry! I didn't know! He said it was his turn to buy!" he clenched in eyes closed as he squealed like a pig and you know what? He didn't even feel bad about it.

Then she was gone in that super fast, hair-rasingly impossible way of hers and he collapsed back down at the table.

Sketchy also didn't feel bad about selling Max out a couple days later when she handed him a package that (she claimed) Normal wanted him to run out. It was Alec's day off and he probably should have been more suspicious about what it was he was delivering as he climbed the steps to his friends apartment.

He knocked on the door and studied the package as he waited for Alec to open up. When the door finally swung open Sketchy had to remind himself not to be jealous as his god-like friend stood there, shirtless and wearing only a towel. Water droplets still clung to his chiseled chest and Sketchy made a mental note to hit the gym sometime soon. "Hey Sketch," Alec greeted him cheerfully.

"Hey man, sorry to interrupt but got a delivery for ya!" he said but as he went to hand Alec the package he miscalculated his arms proximity to the door frame which caused the box to sail out of his hand and fall heavily to the floor where it exploded in a plume of...was that glitter?

Sketchy looked down at his feet. He was covered in the stuff. He looked at his good buddy Alec who he was no longer jealous of as rainbow colored glitter now stuck to every water droplet that covered his tanned torso. And feet. And legs. And face.

Everything was silent for a long moment until. "Sketchy," Alec said and Sketch, well he really liked Alec but still, he was a little tempted to run from the honeyed tones in which his buddy was talking. "Did you happen to get that package from Max?" he asked kindly.

Sketchy laughed nervously. "I'm starting to think that maybe you don't need to sign for that one," he chuckled as he started to turn away. Alec is kinda like Max though and Sketchy sometimes wonders if they were bitten by the same radioactive spider because suddenly Alec is right in front of him, blocking the way to safety.

"Yes! I'm sorry! I didn't know! She told me Normal said to deliver it!" he sang like a bird. Alec nodded, his lips quirking up evilly and as soon as he stepped out of the way Sketchy ran for his life. He found himself thinking that maybe the amusement is wearing off.

Dogs are playful creatures, Joshua knew this because Joshua had dog in his cocktail. Max and Alec, they have cat in their cocktails and it's very obvious. Cats are playful too...in a much more mischievous way than dogs.

Max, Alec and Joshua hang out at father's house all the time. Joshua will paint and Max will read and Alec will watch the boob tube. Sometimes they'll play a game or cook or watch a movie. Sometimes they just do their own things...together.

Joshua liked art. Which is why is isn't upset by how this hang out ends. He was sure that Alec started it even though he didn't actually see him. He noticed the blue paint behind Max's ear though and the barely there smirk on Alec's face.

Max must have noticed too though because the next time Joshua looked over Alec had a pink smudge on his forehead and Max was looking way too interested in the soap opera on the tv.

Joshua thought he'd only looked away for a moment but when he turned back around both of the cats were grabbing at each others faces with paint smeared hands. Greens, purples and oranges joined pinks and blues. Joshua opened his mouth and tried to interrupt them but that only made them turn on him and suddenly he was just as colorful as they were. Before the night was over the entire living room was covered in paint. It was the most fun Joshua had ever had.

Then Max's pager went off and when she used Alec's phone to call Logan she looked distressed as she hung up. "Logan needs us both over there...right away." Alec just smirked.

Logan knew he was a bit older than Max and Alec. A bit more...refined. He still knew how to have fun though. He just wasn't entirely sure what could possibly be fun about a paint war. It was...messy. "This has gotten ridiculous, Max," he found himself saying after she and Alec had gotten back from the time sensitive Eyes Only mission he'd sent them on. It was amazing they'd managed to get it done seeing as how conspicuous they were.

"Come on Logan, we were just having a bit of fun with the big guy. You know he isn't able to get out," she deflected.

"If that's all this was then I wouldn't be saying anything, Max," he replied tiredly.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"If you aren't showing up covered in paint then you're covered in glitter-" he ignored her as she (smugly) protested "That wasn't me, it was Alec." "Or you're tripping each other. Or sticky like you've been bathing in beer. Or batting at each other like cats!" he exclaimed in exasperation.

Max cleared her throat and shrugged. "Well...we kind of are cats…" she mumbled.

"You're human too. I just wish you'd act like it," he told her and she bristled at his condescending tone.

"We're just having fun Logan," she told him helplessly with another shrug before making her way out of the penthouse before he could say anything else.

Logan always did know how to make her feel efficiently cowed. She sat on top of the Space Needle and stared out in the distance. She wasn't entirely sure how this prank war had evolved into what it was between her and Alec. It just seemed natural. She'd been noticing the jealousy behind Logan's eyes for awhile now though.

A lot of it, she was sure, had to do with the fact that she could so effortlessly touch Alec. He could so effortlessly touch her. There was absolutely zero thought that goes into it. That's not all there is to it though. He's also jealous that they have so much in common, right down to their feline DNA.

She sighed. Maybe she should cool it for awhile. Things have started to get out of hand with Alec anyway. She looked down to her paint splattered hands as evidence of that very thought.

An hour later she found herself outside of Alec's apartment with a white handkerchief as her makeshift flag. She waved it in his face, hers solemn, as soon as he opened the door. She fought back a wince as his lips twisted up into an ugly smirk and there was none of the amusement she'd gotten used to in his eyes as he searched hers.

"Bad idea fairy strike again?" he grunted as he leaned against the doorjamb.

"Things can only escalate so far until they get outta control," she said with a shrug as she avoided his question.

Alec shrugged. "Fun though," he told her and she couldn't help her soft smile as she agreed. "See ya later then, Maxie."

She didn't bother to correct him as he shut the door in her face.

Normal didn't appreciate out and out hi-jinks taking place in his place of employment. He liked his employees quietly working hard and never talking back or even talking with each other. Bip, bip, bip and all that. It was a pipe dream that he'd long since given up, now he just said the words and rolled his eyes.

His golden boy was an exception to the rule and he'd chosen to pursue out and out hi-jinks with missy miss of all people. Normal complained and fretted but, secretly, he was amused. Oddly enough it actually seemed to make them both work a little bit harder as they constantly planned their next move to one up the other.

So it didn't escape his notice when the hi-jinks stopped and he had two sullen employees going back to their normal slacker ways and very obviously avoiding each other. He should have known his golden boy would get his heart broken by that reprobate. She wasn't even remotely good enough for him anyway he thought with a sniff as he threw her a package that would take her as far away from Jam Pony as possible. Sometimes it was good being boss.

"Girl, you done been moping for a month!" Original Cindy complained one night as Max listlessly painted her toenails, a frown ever present on her face.

"Have not," she replied sullenly which did nothing but cause Original Cindy to roll her eyes in exasperation.

"This is ridiculous. You can't let Logan Cale dictate how you live your life boo!"

"He wasn't entirely wrong. I have been acting immature. Everyone expects that of Alec but I'm more responsible than that," she sniffed, wiping away a bit of polish that had missed her nail.

"Come off it, boo. You guys were having fun, you weren't hurtin' nobody. Scaring Sketchy a bit, maybe, but that foo' deserves it. Logan is just jealous because he don't know how to have that kind of fun. Now you're mopin' around, you're boy's mopin' around and all the rest of us lost our free entertainment!"

Max's lips quirked up. "I see what this is really about," she joked.

"Damn straight! Nothin' more entertaining than you hetero's and your mating ritual," she replied bluntly, watching in amusement as Max choked on air.

"We were not-" she vigorously started to deny.

"Mmmhmm," Cindy interrupted. "All I'm sayin' boo is that you were happy for the first time in a long ass time and we all liked seein' it."

"Not everyone," Max muttered bitterly.

Original Cindy sat down next to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Then maybe he isn't what is best for you," she told her simply before standing back up and leaving Max to think about that as she went to go meet her latest lickity chick.

Max watched, patiently waiting for Alec to finally enter the building. She was almost downright giddy when he came in distracted by his conversation with Sky. The rest happened in slow motion as his foot hit the oil slick she'd poured down, his arms windmilled helplessly as he tried to regain balance before ultimately pitching forward and crash landing on his hands and feet.

Max stepped out of her place behind the lockers and clapped slowly. "Nice entrance, pretty boy," she snarked, her lips stretching into a slow smile as he looked at her in surprise.

She watched as his eyes lit up, a grin coming to his face as realization sparked in his eyes. "Like a cat," he told her. "I always land on all fours."

Max threw her head back and laughed before she walked up to him and held a hand out so she could pull him to his feet. She should have known he'd just pull her down with him though. Maybe part of her did. Their eyes caught and they stared at each other for a long moment before her eyes flicked down to his lips, which stretched into a knowing smirk.

"Get a room!" someone called out from behind them.

"Not a bad idea, eh Maxie?" Alec asked with a chuckle.

She rolled her eyes and shoved him back as she climbed back to her feet. "Keep dreamin' pretty boy."

"Oh, I plan on it," he said behind her and she felt warmth crawl up her spine at the promise.