A/N: Hey guys, what up. So I pretty much flunked the other story I was doing so I'm avoiding Writer's Block by venting with some oneshots. I feel like lots of IM stories are sorta random. Which I mean, psh, cool with me, but I want something a winsy bit different! I guess I don't really want to bore you to death, so here are the names and such…
Max: 2theMax (typical, I know)
Fang: DarkTallSilent
Nudge: chatterbox*rox
Iggy: igmund (typically it's pyromaniac… I was tempted, but like I said, different…)
Angel: Demonic_Angelic
Total: Talking_Dog
Gazzy: evacu8 _room
Dr. Martinez: my_cookies_rock
Ella: wish4wings
… And, that should cover it. Sorry if you've seen some before… I couldn't help it!
AND WE BEGIN!!!
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2theMax: 5 bucks says ur name rhymes with mang
DarkTallSilent: What ever do you mean, Maximum?
2theMax: aah! grammer!
DarkTallSilent: ;)
2theMax: aah! smiley! Since when does fang smile?
DarkTallSilent: fang?! max its angel!
2theMax: *rolls eyes* yeah, right. cuz angel is dark tall and silent. very funny fang.
DarkTallSilent: i can prooove it to ya.
2theMax: wow that waz weird. how'll ya prove it then, 'ange'?
DarkTallSilent: i know wat ur thinking about…
2theMax: oh really?
DarkTallSilent: really.
2theMax: fine then. what am i thinking about, sweetie?
DarkTallSilent: fang.
2theMax: o really? what about fang?
DarkTallSilent: u think hes super-hot, and strong. And dark. And tall. And silent.
2theMax: *rolls eyes…again* o shut up fang.
DarkTallSilent: ur also thinking about how u wish u stole those fresh chocolate chip cookies u saw when u passed ang- my room.
2theMax: wait, but- huh? angel, stop telling fang wat I think about!
DarkTallSilent: sorry max…
2theMax: …
DarkTallSilent: so were u really thinking about me?
2theMax: shut up
DarkTallSilent: whatever max…
2theMax: max?! fang, its nudge!
DarkTallSilent: not fallin for it max
2theMax: yeah, whatever, I gave it a try.
DarkTallSilent: and yet… you haven't answered my question…
I stared at my keyboard. What in the world are you supposed to say to that? I punched in the w. Then the e. The l and another l. You know what, I'll just tell you the rest for time's sake: well, then i have a question for u, mr. I hit 'enter'.
DarkTallSilent: and whats that, miss?
I almost giggled at that. Almost.
2theMax: are you thinking about me then? or should i just go ask angel…
DarkTallSilent: no need.
2theMax: and the answer is…
Yes, the answer. The million-dollar question, the billion-dollar answer.
DarkTallSilent: why dont u turn around and ask me urself?
What the heck? I turned around. No-thing. Very funny Fang.
2theMax: something tells me the answer isn't written on the wall…
"Oh. Sorry about that."
I turned around again, and sure enough Fang was leaning against my doorframe. Well. Actually no. Not all of Fang that is. He shook out his hair and it was creepy. His face appeared but everything else was gone. Ugh.
I looked all around him. Up, down, up, down. Nope. Still invisible.
"Oh. I hate this power." He had to move his arm, his leg, his feet, hands, everything, to become visible again. By the end of it I was curled up on the ground laughing.
"Your-your-your arm!" I managed between gasps.
He shook it and slowly it faded, uh, back.
After a long 10 minutes of, "In, out, in, out," I was off the floor but a little hysterical from all of the laughing. Fang sat on my bed. I sat down too and collapsed in a heap in the pillows.
"Ah! Too many pillows!" I was drowning in them, "I should NOT have let Ella design my room."
I picked some up around me and started throwing them blindly around me.
Let's just say one – or two, okay three, tops – hit Fang. In the face.
"Oops." I looked up to see his hair completely messed up from all of the furry panda and heart shaped pillows. I burst out laughing and pointed at his hair.
"Your-your-," I just couldn't finish. I lay back into the cascade of furry-creature-shaped pillows, still laughing. Until I saw a koala bear heading for my face.
"Ah! Fa-ang!"
I sat up to see him flattening his hair down.
"Sorry. The koala was asking for it."
"Yeah, more like my hair." I looked up at my hair, which, actually was stuck to my hand. My hair was stuck to my freaking hand. And following. It moved around my head as I moved my hand. Up, down, all around.
And then something happened that I probably wouldn't expect in a thousand years. Aw, what the heck, a million. Fang. Laughed.
Like, not a little giggle -- which actually might have been even creepier now that I think about it – but a full out laugh. He half sat up in the pillows and looked at me. Just looked at me. Staring into my eyes.
It was creepy. It was horrible. It was awkward. I highly recommend it.
And before I knew it I was leaning in to kiss him. To kiss him. Just before our lips met I heard a little bring-a-ring and half expected the entire room to blow up instantly. I fell off the bed and stumbled on to the ground. Cautiously I raised my head and glanced at Fang. He was still on the bed, just kinda surprised. Which, trust me, is saying a lot. I raised one eyebrow.
"I think it was the computer…" he said looking in the general direction of my little green macbook sitting on my little green desk. Okay, so I like green?
"Hmm… Indeed." We crawled – Okay, I crawled, Fang walked – towards the mysterious dinging machine. And these words were mockingly staring back at me:
evacu8_room: ew, gross. Get a room, will you?
"the Gasman," Fang and I said in unison, looking at each other again. This time not so awkward.
2the Max: we are in a room. and what did i say about spying on people?
evacu8_room: sorry max.
demonic_angelic: sorry max.
chatterbox*rox: sorry max.
igmund: not saying sorry.
2theMax: all of u! i am very disappointed. i mean, gasser I expected. U too, 'igmund'. But nudge? Angel?
Chatterbox*rox: sorry…
Demonic_angelic: sorry…
2theMax: hey, since when did u guys have IM accounts?
Chatterbox*rox: since u told us we could.
2theMax: what? I never—angel!
Demonic_angelic: while we're epolo- apoli- ipoli
Igmund: apologizing?
Demonic_angelic: yeah, that.
2theMax: angel! Come on. Alright, everyone to bed.
Evacu8_room: what?! No fair!
2theMax: I'm glaring, gazzy.
Evacu8_room: alright, to bed…
Evacu8_room had logged off
Demonic_angelic has logged off
Chatterbox*rox has logged off
Igmund: seriously though, gross.
2theMax: iggy…
Igmund has logged off
I sighed.
"Well that was weird," said Fang, lying back against my pillows.
"Touché." I sat down next to him.
"And before that, what were you saying? Oh, something about how much you thought about me?"
"Alright, out," I said, standing up and pulling him off the bed. "You lost your chance. To bed." I guided him toward the door and pushed him out, closing the door behind him.
Ring-a-ling. I looked back at my computer screen.
DarkTallSilent: night max. *stacks fists*
I shut down my computer and sank into the heap of pillows and blankets.
Good night Fang.