Hello peoples! Um yeah...this is really random and stupid, and is my pathetic attempt at humor (Don't say I didn't warn you). And I am really tired, so I'd just like to say sorry if something's spelled wrong, or it doesn't make sense. And please no flames.

And just to let you guys know, Max and Fang are like 30ish in this story, and are married.

"Fang!" Max screeched from within the kitchen.

"What! I'm watching the game!"

"Get your ass in here!" She yelled again.

Groaning, Fang got off the recliner, beer in hand. "What do you want this time Max?" he sighed.

She pinched the bridge of her nose, then motioned to the sink, "Why don't you ever rinse off the dishes when you put them in the sink? I've told you a thousand times to rinse them off!"

"Why bother? We have a freaking dish washer!"

"Yeah, and it sucks! If you don't at least rinse the dish off first food will still be stuck to it when it gets out of the dishwasher and I'll have to wash it again!"

Fang rolled his eyes, "You know what? I'm gonna go back into the living room and watch the game."

"Fang." She warned trailing after him.

He ignored her though, and placed his beer on the coffee table. "Hey honey, can you make me some dinner, I'm hungry."

Max sucked in a breath, trying really hard not to kill him right then and there, "Why? You won't clean up after yourself, and I sure as hell won't. Hell! You don't even use coasters! And they're right there! And now your damned beer is going to leave a ring on my coffee table!"

"Max, stop freaking out! Jeez! It's not even that big of a deal."

She glared at him, "Ok then. You clean up the house for the next week. Then tell me it's not that big of a deal!"

He smirked, "Why should I? Isn't that why you're here?"

"That's it," she said, bringing back her fist, about to punch him in the nose.

But just as she was about to hit him, Fang ducked, so her fist hit the back of the recliner. Then Fang stood up, so that he was right in front of Max, their bodies pressed together. He smirked. Fang wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to him, smashing his lips against hers. Sighing she wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him closer to her. Her hands began running through his dark hair.

Then she just stopped. Max's arms fell limp at her sides, and she stopped kissing him. Fang pulled away slightly, and looked at her questioningly.

Max smirked, "No more 'till you rinse the dishes, and get a coaster for your drink."

He gapped at her, "Seriously? That's no fair!"

She tapped him on the nose, "Never said I was," Then she walked away looking sexy as ever.

"Dammit." He mumbled under his breath as he put a coaster under his beer, and went into the kitchen to rinse the dishes.