Hellbent
Chapter 3
Portrait of a Clown
It was the morning after the party. Makayla lay asleep in her bed when all of a sudden, Craig’s yelling snapped her awake.
Craig: “YOU GOTTA BE SHITTIN’ ME!”
He rasped. Makayla jolted awake, scrambling out of the bed.
Makayla: “Oh Shit! Ashley–”
She exclaimed hastily, overcome with panic. Her heart sank when she saw he was no longer there.
Makayla scurried out of her room, running into the living room where Craig stood, fuming.
Craig: “I’M GONNA KILL HIM!”
He seethed.
Makayla: “Don’t hurt him, Craig!”
She pleaded with him. She then paused when she saw Ashley was nowhere in sight. Craig turned around and gaped at her.
Craig: “Are you shittin’ me?! That clown cunt took the painting!”
He seethed, pointing at the bare wall where Maxx’s portrait once hung. Makayla’s jaw dropped.
Makaya: “Oh, shit…”
She froze and bowed her head.
Veronika: “Good, I’m glad that hideous eyesore is gone now.
She beamed as she sauntered into the room.
Makayla: “You don’t understand! That thing was our leverage!”
She knit her eyebrows, throwing her arms up.
Craig: “That clown is gonna pay for crossin’ me, AGAIN!”
He seethed, kicking up empty beer cans across the floor.
Veronika: “And his hoity-toity clown bitch!”
She added.
Makayla arched an eyebrow at her.
Makayla: “...Huh? Maxx has a girlfriend?!”
She blinked mutely at her. Craig burst out laughing.
Craig: “OH, get this! That bitchy broad up the street got our party shut down AGAIN! Guess who she’s datin’ now? Fuckin’ Maxxy Malone of Sex Bees!”
Makayla’s eyes widened.
Makayla: “...You’re kidding me?”
Her jaw hung wide open in disbelief.
Craig: “How the fuck did that clown slip through our fingers?!”
He groaned. Veronika’s face twisted into a scowl.
Veronika: “That fat little hippie drugged us!”
She huffed, punching the wall. Makaya’s eyes widened.
Makayla: “W-what? Ashley?!”
She gaped at her disbelievingly. Craig’s jaw dropped when he realized.
Craig: “...That little shit! He put somethin’ in those fuckin’ cookies!”
He rasped. Makayla gaped at him.
Makayla: “OH! I thought cat-cookies weren’t thrash metal and beneath you? So, you DID eat the cookies?!”
She challenged them with a smirk. Craig and Veronika froze.
Craig: “NO! No, I didn’t!”
He shifted his eyes. Veronika scoffed and folded her arms across her chest.
Veronika: “Don’t be ridiculous, Makayla. He slipped something in our drinks! He wanted to distract us and make fools out of us so his clown boyfriend could rob us!”
Craig tensed up and narrowed his eyes into slits. Makayla scoffed at her and laughed bitterly.
Makayla: “Oh, COME ON! Ashley isn’t like that!”
She shook her head. Veronika gave her a look.
Veronika: “...And how would you know that, Makayla? …Just because you fucked him, doesn’t mean you know him!”
She smirked and gave Craig the side-eye. Craig went redder than Makayla and fumed with rage.
Craig: “WHAT?!”
He rasped and turned to Makayla.
Makayla: “We didn’t do that! We just talked until I fell asleep...”
Her voice trailed off as she thought of what he told her about Veronika. Veronika scoffed at her disbelievingly.
Veronika: “Oh, so he didn’t want you then? Ho-hum. Or is it she? No straight man dresses and acts like a girl with sissy baking, Makayla! He’s clearly gay for that clown.”
She feigned sympathy. Makayla gave her a look and went to speak when Craig cut in.
Craig: “He’s bad fuckin’ news! STAY AWAY FROM HIM, MAKAYLA!”
He rasped, crushing an empty beer can with his fist as a warning not to push him. Makayla recoiled and swallowed hard.
Craig: “Maxxy Malone ‘n his circus are gonna PAY for crossing me!”
He rasped, throwing the beer can at the empty wall where the portrait hung before.
~
Blake choked on his coffee when he stumbled across the portrait hanging up on his living room wall. The oranges and pinks with the strange face made it the centerpiece of the room, sticking out like a sore thumb.
Blake: “...What the fuck is THAT?!”
He groused. An unfamiliar and unpleasant odor wafted from behind him. It was a blend of cheap cask wine and over-powering body spray. He turned around to see the culprit. There stood Maxx, wearing nothing but a pink leopard G-string over his bony spray-tanned body.
Maxx: “OWWWWWH! How’s it hangin’? I’m Maxxy Malone from Sex Beest!”
He hollered, swaying his hips and presenting him with a signed glamor shot photo. Blake’s face contorted with rage and horror.
Blake: “ASHLEEEEEEEEEEY!”
He roared like thunder, snapping Ashley out of his sleep. The bells on Ashley’s door jingled as he emerged from his bedroom.
Ashley: “Oh, no, what’s wrong Blake?!”
He scurried out of his room in a panic, looking around for a fire.
Blake: “What is that THING doing here?!”
He hissed at Maxx, pointing at him with disapproval and disgust.
Maxx: “Thing?! Nah-ah!”
He pouted. Ashley knit his eyebrows.
Ashley: “Don’t be mean, Blake! He needed my help! He had nowhere to go!… His friends kicked him out and his girlfriend wouldn’t let him stay with her...”
He pleaded beseechingly. Maxx sighed and nodded sadly.
Maxx: “Dats right, he saved me from da streets!”
Blake paced around the room, eerily quiet and looking deep thought. Ashley tensed up, bracing himself for what was to come.
Blake: “Where do I fucking start?!”
He rubbed his temples.
Blake: “I can’t believe you took off with the car and went out there on your own! What if something happened to you?!”
He seethed and trembled. Ashley bowed his head and trembled all over.
Maxx: “Pfft, something good happened to him! He met Maxxy ‘n he had da best night of his life partying down with a rockstar!”
He interjected, grinning at Ashley who smiled back at him. Blake swung his gaze over at Maxx, gaping at him disbelievingly, and back over to Ashley.
Blake: “You went to a party…”
He sniffed the booze emanating off of Maxx.
Blake: “With some DERRO you found on the street?! And brought him into our home?!”
He snapped as his fury soared higher.
Ashley bowed his head and embraced himself.
Maxx: “DERRO?! NAH-AH!”
He shrieked.
Ashley: “...What's a derro?”
He tilted his head.
Blake: “A derelict. A vagrant. A drunk.”
He pointed at Maxx. Maxx pouted.
Maxx: “NAH-AH! I'm a ROCKSTAR!”
He protested. Blake gaped at Maxx disbelievingly. He then turned back to Ashley.
Blake: “ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR DAMN MIND, ASHLEY?!”
He rasped in Ashley’s face. Ashley recoiled and cowered against the wall. The tufts of hair on his head drooped down as if he were a cat being scolded.
Ashley: “... I-I’m sorry… I just wanted to do the right thing and help someone in need!”
He cried.
Blake: “Why is that YOUR problem?! Why does that person need to be YOU?”
He challenged him, throwing his arms up with exasperation.
Ashley: “Because… it’s in my nature to help people, Blake… and he needs a friend!”
He pleaded with him.
Ashley: “And so do I…”
His bottom lip trembled as his eyes welled up with tears.
Blake: “No, what you need is common sense!”
He shook his head at him.
Ashley: “Why won’t you let anyone in, Blake? Why won’t you let me talk to anyone or go anywhere on my own?!”
He cried.
Blake: “Because it’s for your own good! You don’t understand how the world works! I’m trying to look out for you and protect you from people.”
He declared, scrutinizing Maxx.
Maxx: “Pfft, what are you? His daddy-kins?!”
Blake gaped at him.
Blake:.”Daddy-Kins?!”
He blinked at him and laughed a hollow laugh.
Ashley: “No! He's not my dad…”
He pouted, thinking of his father as he glanced down at his coat.
Maxx: “Then stop bein’ a buzzkill ‘n take a chill pill or somethin! A-Rad is a big boy now! He wants to partay!”
He grinned at Ashley who smiled back at him. Blake glared at Maxx when Ashley spoke up.
Ashley: “He's right… I’m not a little kitten anymore, Blake… I’m twenty-one! How can I learn to understand the world when you never let me experience it?!”
He cried. Blake paused and softened to what he said.
Ashley: “I feel like a bird in a cage… but I’m a cat, Blake! I want to be a free spirit like Maxxy! Drifting wherever the wind blows me!”
He sighed longingly. Maxx chuckled when he said “Blows me” and grinned at him approvingly.
Maxx: “OWWH, rock on, A-rad! That’s da spirit! Spoken like a true rebel rocker!”
Ashley: “Wow… I’m a rebel?!”
He beamed. Blake threw his head back with bitter laughter.
Blake: “So you want to be a useless bum drifting through life with no direction?”
He scoffed.
Ashley: “No! I want to be a free spirit! I want to make my own choices and walk my own path in life! …I’ve never felt so alive and free as I did last night… not even in Sunshire…”
He pleaded with him from the heart on the verge of tears. Blake froze, looking pensive as he struck a chord with him. Had he become the very thing he rebelled against in the first place? He pondered to himself.
Blake drew a long breath and finally spoke.
Blake: “Fine… you want to make your own choices and walk your own path?!”
He challenged. Ashley brightened.
Ashley: “YES!”
He beamed, eagerly clasping his hands.
Blake: “Alright, Ashley. You’re on your own now. Make your bad choices and learn the hard way! But, don’t come crying to me when it goes to shit!”
He announced, swinging his glare over to Maxx.
Blake: “You have A LOT to learn about the world… and maybe you will learn something from this.”
He added for good measure.
Ashley: “THANK YOU, BLAKE!”
He beamed and hugged him.
Maxx: “Don’t worry, Maxxy will be his teacher! I’ll teach him all about da world! He’s in good hands!”
He grinned, putting his arm around Ashley. Ashley beamed.
Blake: “I’m sure you will.”
He said bitterly and rolled his eyes at Maxx.
Blake: “Get this shit off the wall.”
He grumbled, knocking Maxx’s portrait off the wall and onto the floor.
Maxx: “H-HEY!”
He pouted, scampering to the portrait like a raccoon and clutching it in his bony arms. Ashley sighed at Blake.
Ashley: “Donut worry, you can hang it up in your room, Maxx!”
He assured him gingerly, trying to play mediator between them.
Maxx: “Oooooh! I get my own rockin’ pad?!”
He grinned. Ashley smiled and nodded.
Ashley: “Of course! Let’s go get your room set up meow!”
He beamed eagerly.
Maxx: “OWWWWWH! ROCK ON, ROOMIES!”
He grinned, putting his arms around both of them. Blake tensed up and shoved Maxx off of him.
Blake: “Don’t EVER do that again!”
He hissed, waving his finger at Maxx.
Maxx: “Owwh! Alright, alright, geez!”
He waved his hands.
~
Ashley led Maxx down the hall with his belongings. He walked past his bedroom and Blake’s bedroom, leading him to the room at the end of the hall.
Ashley: “Welcome home!”
He announced, opening the door and gesturing inside with arms wide open. It was a small bedroom looking into the backyard. Remnants of a children’s nursery remained with a gaudy clown wallpaper peeling off the walls.
Maxx: “NAH-AH! I HATE CLOWNS!”
He shrieked, tearing off the wallpaper. Ashley laughed and scratched his head.
Ashley: “Haha, you’re funny! Donut worry! We can make the room how you like!”
He beamed.
Maxx: “...Really?! Anything I like, huh?”
He stroked his chin with a grin. Ashley eagerly nodded.
Maxx: “OOH! I want sexy pink leopard walls with a GOLD BED!”
He exclaimed, gesturing around the room.
Ashley: “Uhh, I dunno about the gold bed. I think I have some gold spray paint somewhere though…”
He stroked his chin. Maxx hung the portrait up on the wall, marveling at it.
Ashley: “Uhh, so what’s the story with the portrait?”
He enquired with curiosity.
Maxx: “Oh, it’s Maxxy! See!”
He grinned, standing next to the portrait, imitating the pose and expression. Ashley chuckled.
Ashley: “Haha, I know, but like, why did Craig’s band have it in their house?”
He pressed him.
Maxx: “I told you, A-Rad, I’m very popular!”
He reiterated.
Ashley: “Oh… then why did Craig kick you out?”
He scratched his head. Maxx pouted.
Maxx: “Cos, Craig is an ASSHOLE!”
He stamped his feet on the floor. Ashley bowed his head, thinking of Craig’s unpleasant behavior towards him and others last night. He didn’t disagree. Even Craig’s ex-boyfriend seemed to agree.
Ashley: “I’m sorry, dude… I think he must be really sad in his heart! Happy people don’t do that!”
He sighed and shook his head.
Ashley: “Why did he kick you out and take your portrait? What happened?”
He pressed him gently. Maxx folded his arms across his chest.
Maxx: “Hmph! He was always jealous of me cos Sex Beest is more successful than his lame band! Trash metal is DEAD! Get with da times! It’s all about glam, baby!”
He pouted.
Maxx: “It’s not my fault I got three albums ‘n he’s got NONE cos he’s a derro loser dat does nothing all day but drink beer ‘n be an asshole!!”
He huffed, folding his arms across his chest.
Ashley: “Oh, so you’re rockstar rivals? …What about the other band members? Are you rivals with them, too?”
He pressed his fingers together, skirting around Makayla. Maxx scoffed.
Maxx: “I think da drummer is a robot or somethin’. He never talks! He’s soooo boooring!”
He scoffed. Ashley laughed.
Ashley: “What about Makayla? I got a good vibe about her! We spent all night together and she took me to her room–”
He blurted and blushed. Maxx paused and turned to him.
Maxx: “WHAT?! Nah-ah! There’s no way she’d fuck you, A-rad!”
He squawked. Ashley was taken aback and blushed.
Ashley: “Huh?! Oh, no, dude, we didn’t do that? We just ate my cat cookies together and talked! It was nice! ...Why would I make love to someone I just met?”
He chuckled and scratched his head.
Maxx: “Ohh, A-rad, you’re SO naive!”
He shook his head at him.
Ashley: “...Why? What did I do?”
He knit his eyebrows.
Maxx: “Did ya think hot lady babes would be impressed by your cat cookies?!”
Ashley: “...Yes!”
He smiled. Maxx laughed and shook his head.
Maxx: “NO! Dats why you didn't get laid last night, buddy!”
He exclaimed.
Ashley: “Oh? Well, that's okay, I didn't want to do that anyway! I'm waiting for the right person!”
He smiled.
Maxx: “Pfft, lame! No one wants to be a virgin, A-Rad, so that’s bullshit! No offence... but da reason you aren't getting laid is cos you're fat and do weird stuff like baking! But never fear, Maxxy is here to help!”
He laughed, poking his stomach.
Ashley: “Oh? Haha, I know I'm fat! I like to eat and I'm happy with how I look! What's wrong with that?”
He scratched his head.
Maxx: “Fatties aren't sexy, A-Rad! Da ladies want slim ‘n sexy studs!”
He gestured to his body.
Ashley: “Oh… but Makayla is fat like me and she's beautiful!”
He blushed and smiled. Maxx clicked his tongue.
Maxx: “Dats different! You're not a chick! You're a guy! You're not supposed to be fat! Fat chicks have big boobs goin’ for them! Men shouldn't have boobs!”
Ashley tensed up uncomfortably as he cupped his breast tissue.
Ashley: “Oh…? Am I? …Aren't I?”
His head spun with confusion as his words escaped him.
Maxx: “Don't be sad, A-Rad, Maxxy will help you get laid! Your mean buzzkill bro is right! You have A LOT to learn about da world, but Maxxy will teach you!”
He assured him patting his back.
Maxx: “Grab your car keys ‘n let’s go hit up da town! Class is now in session!”
He grinned widely, marching out the door. Ashley’s eyes lit up.
Ashley: “Ooh! I’m so excited!”
He beamed, rushing out with him, eager to explore the outside world.
~
Later, they were driving downtown. Maxx rested his pointed cowboy boots up on the dashboard beside Ashley as he drove.
Maxx: “First stop! Da library of knowledge!”
He signaled for him to stop and pull over, directing him to a video library. It was a large cream-colored building with neon cyan lights that read ‘V.D.O Dungeon’. There were various posters of movies hanging in the window and advertisements for special deals.
Ashley: “What’s a V.D.O Dungeon?”
He scratched his head with curiosity and confusion.
Maxx: “It’s a video library, buddy! …Don’t tell me you don’t know what that is?”
He gaped at him.
Ashley: “Oh, I thought libraries were for books! There are libraries for videos now?!”
Maxx laughed at him.
Maxx: “Oh, A-rad, you crack me up!”
He waved his hand.
They pulled into the parking lot where Maxx scrambled out of the car, eagerly leading Ashley with him into the store. There was a pleasant aroma of buttered popcorn filling Ashley’s nostrils upon entering.
There were shelves with snacks and candy, a popcorn machine at the counter, bags of popcorn, and a bin of used movies for sale. Ashley looked at the bags of popcorn and had a craving for some. Maxx rushed straight over to the adult video section. There was an aisle filled with tapes featuring box artwork of scantily clad women surrounded by men making goofy expressions at them. They gave the impression that the box art is sexier than the movies and all the movies had the same plot.
Maxx started pulling multiple tapes off the shelves, piling them into his arms like there was no tomorrow. He then froze and dropped all his tapes on the floor when he spotted something over by the window.
Maxx: “...OH MY GOD!”
He shrieked, rushing over to the large cardboard cutout of a young woman wearing pizza slices in the formation of a bikini. Two young men were peering at her from the side. ‘American Pizza - cumming out now!’ was written in bold orange font above the picture.
Ashley: “...Uhh? What’s an American Pizza? What toppings does it have on it?”
He chuckled and scratched his head.
Maxx: “WHAT? Nah-ah, A-rad! It’s about hot lady babes! I can’t believe you’ve never heard of da best movies ever made! Gosh, no kidding, you really DO live under a rock!”
Ashley: “...Oh? That’s the best movie ever made?”
He scratched his head incredulously at the woman in a pizza bikini.
A woman’s laughter cut in and they turned around to see Makayla. Ashley froze and reddened when he saw her.
Makayla: “Maybe if you like trash and have no taste, it is.”
She shook her head disapprovingly at it.
Maxx: “NAH-AH! It’s DA BEST, baby!”
Makayla rolled her eyes at Maxx and swung her gaze at Ashley.
Ashley: “O-oh, hey, Makayla!”
He nervously greeted her and reddened.
Makayla: “Hey, Ashley! It’s nice to see you again! I had a good time last night.”
Her tone brightened at him.
Ashley: “Same to you, Makayla!”
He beamed and ran his fingers through his hair. Maxx started strutting around and put his arms behind his head to get her to notice him.
Maxx: “Ahem! I’m standing right here!”
He pouted. Makayla folded her arms across her chest.
Makayla: “Oh yes, the star of the portrait… you wouldn’t happen to know where it went… do you?”
She challenged him.
Ashley: “Oh, yes, Maxxy took it!”
He answered. Maxx gave Ashley a look.
Maxx: “SHHH! A-RAD!”
He pouted.
Makayla: “Thank you for your honesty, Ashley. I’m glad someone is.”
She smiled at him and then turned back to Maxx.
Makayla: “You keep digging your grave, Maxx! Craig is going to come down on you even harder now.”
She shook her head at Maxx.
Maxx: “Ohoho, how about you cum down hard on me, baby?”
He grinned at her. Makayla rolled her eyes at his response.
Makayla: “Oh, I will, but not the way you want it.”
She said in a stern tone, warning him not to push her.
Makayla then turned back to Ashley.
Makayla: “We should catch up again, Ashley! We’re playing a gig at ‘Hellbent’ this weekend, you should come!”
She smiled at Ashley, handing him a flier for ‘Hellbent Nightclub’ There were various band logos scattered across the page, with ‘Nuklear Intoxikation’ being among them in neon green font. Ashley’s eyes sparkled with excitement.
Ashley: “Oh my stars! Y-You’re inviting me to your gig?! I’ll be there with bells on!”
He beamed.
Ashley: “Literally!”
He jingled the bells on his anklet. Makayla smiled at him with endearment.
Makayla: “Hehe, cute!”
Maxx’s orange-tanned face turned a deep shade of furious crimson.
Maxx: “HEY! What about MAXXY?! WHAT DOES THIS GOTTA DO WITH ME?!”
He pouted, interjecting.
Makayla: “Nothing. I don’t see Sex Bees on the line-up.”
She countered.
Maxx: “It’s Sex BEEST! BEEST! T!”
He shrieked, stamping his heels. Makayla looked over at Ashley.
Makayla: “Where are your bandmates anyway?”
She challenged Maxx, looking around the store. Ashley turned to Maxx.
Maxx: “They’re around somewhere, gosh!”
He pouted. He then turned to Ashley, grabbing his arm.
Maxx: “C’mon, A-Rad, let’s rebel rock on outta here!”
He said hastily, ushering him over to the counter.
Ashley: “See you this weekend, Makayla!”
He beamed and waved at her.
~
Maxx and Ashley returned home with a stack of VHS tapes and a bag of popcorn. Maxx immediately shoved the ‘American Pizza’ tape into the VHS player. Ashley sat down on the couch with his bag of popcorn. Keke crawled on his lap, greeting him with a meow. Wild saxophones played as the tape began to play. When Maxx went to sit down on the couch, the Sabatini family portrait hanging above it grabbed his eye. He locked his gaze onto it and nudged Ashley’s arm.
Maxx: “Owww, hot-dayum! Who’s dat foxy lady, A-Rad?”
He enquired, pointing up at his mother, bearing an obvious resemblance to Ashley. Ashley looked up at the portrait and back at Maxx.
Ashley: “Oh, that’s my mum…”
He replied and smiled a bit.
Maxx: “Oh! Where’s she at, A-rad?”
He looked scanned the room, looking around for her.
Ashley: “...I… don’t know.”
He bowed his head and huddled himself. Maxx gave him a confused look.
Maxx: “What do you mean you don’t know? How do you NOT know where your mum is?!”
He pressed him. Ashley shuffled in his seat and drew a long breath.
Ashley: “...Mum and Dad went missing years ago, and they were never found…”
He said with strain, holding his cat close to him. Maxx gasped aloud.
Maxx: “...Oh no, A-rad! That’s TERRIBLE!”
He exclaimed, holding his hand to his heart.
Maxx: “Don’t worry, I’m sure they’ll turn up somewhere!”
He stated. Ashley wanted to believe that so badly.
Ashley: “...I hope you’re right.”
He smiled a bit.
Maxx: “Ya know what will cheer you up? Goon ‘n American Pizza!”
He grinned, holding up the American Pizza VHS and his cask wine goon sack. Ashley smiled a bit.
Maxx: “Drink, A-rad!”
He commanded, handing him the goon sack. Ashley tenderly took the sack and started pouring it into his cat mug. Maxx cackled.
Maxx: “No, no, A-rad! Not like that! Drink it like a rebel rocker!”
He scoffed, snatching the goon sack off him and holding it above his head, pouring the liquid straight into his mouth from above. Ashley gaped at him as he watched him.
Ashley: “O-oh, uh, sure.”
He forced a smile and took the goon sack, holding it above his head and pouring it into his mouth from afar. He underestimated how quickly and how much would come out. He recoiled as the unpleasant fruity taste assaulted his taste buds and swallowed hard.
Ashley: “O-oh god!”
He groused and shuddered all over with disgust. He then shoved cookies into his mouth to extinguish the foul taste. Maxx burst out laughing.
Maxx: “Oh, A-rad! You crack me up!”
Ashley smiled a bit. Maxx giddily cheered when the trailers ended and the movie began.
Maxx: “OWWWH! Brace yourself for a masterpiece!”
He hollered, pointing at the T.V
On the TV, a pizza man with spiky blond hair and sunglasses sat at the Beach Shack Bar, eyeing off a bikini blonde prom queen. His name was announced as ‘BJ. HARDON’ on the screen.
BJ: "Hey, baby my name’s BJ Hardon... wanna sex on the beach?"
He grinned, holding a sex-on-the-beach cocktail. The woman smiled, taking the drink in her hand.
Blond woman: "I'll take a sip of your cock…
She took a long sip of the drink, locking her gaze on him.
Blond woman: "...Tail."
BJ: “I got da most pussy, Mike Hunt! I won da bet!”
Mike: “Congrats, dude!”
BJ and Mike jumped in the air as funky saxophones kicked in and the credits rolled.
~
After the movie ended, Maxx turned to Ashley with a wide grin.
Maxx: “And that was da first best movie ever made, A-rad! You loved it, didn’t you?”
Ashley shuffled in his seat and shifted his eyes with an awkward laugh. Maxx continued to grin at him.
Ashley: “Uh… I’m confused… why were they doomed if they didn’t get heaps of cats before they graduated high school? I dunno if girls would like it if you said that kinda stuff to them for real?”
He chuckled and scratched his head, petting his cat.
Maxx: “W-what? No, A-rad! Not THAT kind of pussay! Hot lady babe pussay! Pfft, what do you know about chicks? You’re a virgin!”
He scoffed and laughed.
Ashley: “OH?! Now I’m even more confused! Why are they doomed if they don’t make love before they graduate high school? …What’s wrong with being a virgin?”
He tilted his head and stared at him owlishly.
Maxx: “Cause’ being a virgin is uncool and no one wants that, A-rad!”
Ashley: “...Then how come they wanted girls that are virgins?”
Maxx: “...BECAUSE! It’s different for chicks, A-rad! Gosh!”
Blake entered the room and rolled his eyes.
Blake: “Because it’s stupid and not grounded in logic.”
Maxx pouted.
Maxx: “Wee-ooh! Wee-ooh! Here comes da fun police!”
He blew a raspberry at Blake, kicking off his boots. Ashley tensed up when he caught a waft of his boots and he started to gag. They smelled worse than Craig’s shoes, he thought to himself.
Ashley: “Urgh… I don’t feel so good!”
He groaned, clutching his stomach and rushing off to the bathroom to throw up. Maxx clicked his tongue and shook his head.
Maxx: “Oh geez! I think it’s about time you lay off da popcorn ‘n cookies, A-Rad! Maxxy’s puttin’ you on a rebel rocker diet, startin’ tomorrow!”
He hollered out to him.
Suddenly, Maxx was yanked by the collar as Blake pulled him close to his face, staring cold daggers at him with his eyes.
Blake: “I don’t know what game you’re playing, but I will get to the bottom of it!”
He warned him.
Maxx: “OWWH! Hands off da merchandise! I ain’t playin’ no games!”
He wailed, pulling away from him and pouting.
Blake: “Good, because if you hurt Ashley, I will hurt you tenfold.”
He spat acidly.
Maxx: “I’m not gonna hurt him, geez! I just wanna rock out with my buddy ‘n help him as he’s helping me with his big heart!”
Blake scrutinized him disbelievingly.
Blake: “You may have Ashley fooled, but you don’t have me fooled. I don’t trust you or like you.”
He huffed and turned on his heel to leave.
Maxx: “...What did I do?!”
He pouted and threw his arms up.
Blake: “The only reason I haven’t kicked your clown-ass to the curb is because this is the only way he will see it for himself. When that day comes, I want him to be the one to take out the trash.”
He added for good measure and left.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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