Disclaimer: I do not own The Thundermans, even though I wish I did.

This is after the little get together with Cole's family and Phoebe's. Max has something to say the Cole and he is going to get the message through; one way or another.

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KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK. The whole house was silent, who was here at this hour? And why wouldn't they use the doorbell? Cole sighed and opened the door only to find Phoebe's Brother Max on the other side leaning against the frame like he owned the place.

Cole didn't know why but there was something about this guy that sat weird chills up and down his spine. Every time Cole would get near Phoebe Max would give him a harsh stare that told him that one wrong move may be his last. It was kind of creepy, what was the big deal with him?

"Um what's up Max?" Cole asked awkwardly. He shifted in place trying to get in a better position. "Do you want to come it?"

"No I'm fine right here." Max was calm. "I needed to talk to you."

Cole nodded, "Sure what about?"

Out of nowhere Max's arms flew at him and dragged him out of the warmth of his house; slamming him against the wall in the dead of night. Max's brown eyes were darker than normal almost black in fact

"I want to know what your deal is Campbell." He growled. The fists tightened around Cole's shirt. The house wall was slightly cool against Cole's skin; he was only in shorts and a wife beater.

"Wh-what do you mean?" Cole stuttered confusedly.

"My sister, what is your deal with my sister." He pulled Cole away from the wall and then slammed him harder. "Tell me."

"She's my friend dude! Nice girl that I want to hang out with!" he screeched, his voice going higher than should be humanly possible.

Another time being slammed against the wall, Cole could feel himself starting to bruise.

"That's all you think of her as?" Max hissed his question.

Cole gulped, "She's really pretty and I really want to get to know her."

He was dropped onto the ground by this really strong and obviously aggressive guy.

Max kneeled in front of him, "Listen to me, and listen closely Campbell. My sister has never had many friends; Cherry is the only real one the rest were posers. Because of that she never had any guys as friends or anything more. So I am going to warn you right now; if you hurt her, if you so much as make her frown I will make you beyond miserable. I will turn your precious life into a living Hell. It will be a nightmare come alive and then some. My sister will always be my first priority; she is my twin and other half, my better half sometimes which makes me a little protective. Do not mess up; I am dead serious and you will be dead if you ever do make a mistake. Do you understand me?"

Cole nodded fearfully. Max scoffed.

"No I don't think you do, you're just trying to make sure I won't hurt you. What I am saying is that MY SISTER IS THE BEST THING THAT WILL EVER HAPPEN TO YOU, TAKE IT OR LOSE IT!"

"Yes sir!" Cole squealed and scrambled up shaking. "Understood."

"Make sure you do Cole, I don't want to have this talk again." Max patted his head lightly and then walked away, "Have a goodnight."

Cole went back inside scared out of his wits. However he finally was able to put together part of the puzzle that is Max Thunderman.

He may be cold, distant, and extremely annoying however the thing he cares about most is his twin sister Phoebe; and Hell can never compare to the wrath that is Max Thunderman protecting what he cares about.

NEVER COULD IT COMPARE.

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Well. . . . There it is the first Thundermans fanfiction that I have written. And something tells me many more will come. I just couldn't get this one out of my head. What did you guys think? Should I write more?

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