On the 12th Day of Christmas

Your enemy cast onto you 12 stinging hexes all over your face, 11 Sectumsempras all over your torso, 10 toes with toenail-growing hexes, 9 annoying Steleus jinxes, 8 slimy Sardine hexes, 7 Engorgio Skullus charms, 6 Redactum Skullus leaving your head too small, 5 batboogey hexes, 4 Anteoculatias to sprout antlers, 3 knee-reversals, 2 twitching ears, And an instant scalping hex to finish you off.

[nice-one-mr-max]

*Max was both thankful and frustrated with the darkness that embraced them. He had heard Grinch say nice things to him before but they were said years ago, before everything happened. For years it had felt like Grinch had only kept him around because he did things for the other. He didn't mind though but he never thought he'd hear such sweet words from the other, at least not directed towards him. If the other could see his smile right he'd also be able to see that his cheeks were flushing with a light shade of pink. He was about to say something when the other turned and because of their closeness the tips of their noses brushed against each other and Max froze for a moment, but just a moment.* You're very special to me, you know. I'm sorry I make you so mad all the time by hanging out with Cindy. I don't mean to. But sometimes I feel...like I am a bother to you and...I'm afraid you're going to get too tired of me. Please don't ever get tired of me. I know I'll never get tired of you *because I love you, he thought to himself*

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

Indescribable -- that's how Grinch felt at the moment. The second that Cindy was mentioned, reminding him of Christmas and all it's "glory", Grinch started to shut down. This was what happened any time Christmas was mentioned, though. He fought it, or at least he tried to. Grinch knew Max was in the middle of saying something important, and that didn't happen too often so it was just as important that he pay close attention. As Max continued, his small, shrunken heart broke. Grinch had always thought their relationship was the opposite; that he was the burden on Max. Grinch was rubbish at making new friends -- because he didn't need any! He had enough people to care about in his life; his aunts and Max, that was all he needed. He always felt that Max on the other hand was a social butterfly -- one who people would surely take away from him, people as painfully nice as Cindy Lou Who, Grinch had no doubt. Grinch reached out for the other's hand, squeezing whatever it was that was in his grasp. "As long as you want me around Max, I promise that's where I'll be." And Grinch meant every word, even if he was certain there'd come a day Max would wish him away.

[nice-one-mr-max]

*Takes the offered hand and uses it to support himself up into a sitting position.* I didn't want to be a bother, I'm sorry *smiles even though it can't be seen*. *Because Max is so clumsy he ends up shifting a little too far next to Grinch and ends up closer than intended to the side of his face, reaches up and carefully touches his face* Oh good at least I'm right side up *chuckles softly, before letting his hand fall and land on the other's lap* You mean that, Grinch? *he softly asked, his chest tightening*

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

*Grinch didn't notice anything odd, thinking the closest was just that small, not that Max was too close.* Course I mean it, you're what one of three people I know that put up with me? My aunts, and you, and you're definitely my favorite so. *Turns his head slightly and sighs, a small smile on his face*

[nice-one-mr-max]

Oh. But we are going to die, remember? *Tries to step back to make room for him to slide down but just ends up losing his balance and stumbles down, brooms falling on top of him again* Argh! *reaches out for something to help himself up again*

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

*Can't help but laugh, offering his hand out to Max to help him up* You know there's enough room for you to sit too, right? I just gotta move over. *Moves over, kicking at those pesky brooms.* And if I gotta die sometime with someone, I'm glad it's you, Max.

[nice-one-mr-max]

Is it? *stumbles back a little* Wh-what word would that be?

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

*Slides down the rest of the way, hitting the ground with a thud* Um... I get to hang out with you in a closet. I dunno, whatever you want, but I'm definitely not stuck

[nice-one-mr-max]

Oh. Well, at least I'm dying with my favorite person in the world. I'm smiling, just you know, I know it's not a big deal to you *smiles*. I'm sorry you got stuck with me though

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

*Confused, brow furrows, slides a little more down the wall.* It's not not a big deal to me, either. *Slightly pushes Max's shoulder* Stuck is the wrong verb there, Max. Try again.

[nice-one-mr-max]

*Grunts when Grinch hits his abdomen, carefully coming up to rub the spot.* I don't know! I'll try and find out for us! *Starts to turn and move about, searching for a switch* I don't think anyone is awake right now, Grinch. It's late. *Suddenly gets a little worried and turns back around* Are we going to die?

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

*Rolls his eyes, but it's dark lol so... silly Grinch* Yes, that's exactly what's going to happen. We're going to die in a closet because some arse of a ghost locked us in here.

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

No One Does It Better || Grinch&Max

[nice-one-mr-max]

*Smiles when he hears Grinch is okay, but whoops he gets poked in the eye* Ow. *Chuckles softly and comes up to rub his eye but accidentally smack Grinch’s arm* Oh gosh. Sorry about that. I was just trying to rub my eye..you kinda poked it, but yes I’m fine. A bit confused as to why Peeves would do such a thing though.

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

*Reaches out to rub where he was hit by Max only to reach too far and return the favor, hitting Max in the abdomen* What the fuck, is there a light in here or something? *Feels around the walls to find the doorknob, jiggles jiggles jiggles. Almost yelling as he hits the door* Probably the same bloody reason he locked us in here! What the fuck.

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

No One Does It Better || Grinch&Max

[nice-one-mr-max]

*Walks along side of him, hands in pockets* What? Yes I would have! I would have totally made it to the lake! *Just as Max was going to say something he noticed that pesky Peeves coming their way, shoving Max to the side as he floated through them. He slammed into a nearby door, out of instinct Max accidentally reached out for whatever he could grasp which at the moment was just Grinch’s arm.* Oof! *He grunted as his head his the back of the small room that appeared to be a closet of sorts* Ow. Are you okay?

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

*What is happening whoa there, he is suddenly grabbed and knocked off balance himself! Grinch shortly followed after Max and wouldn't you know it, was hit by some brooms in that small broom cupboard. As he tried to get away from the brooms, he was jostled the other way and closed the door. Grinch groaned slightly and stood up, still oblivious to the size of the space the two seventh years found themselves in* I'm fine, you're the one who hit your head. *Reached out to touch the top of Max's head but oops it's dark and instead he touched his face. Removes hand quickly* You okay mate?

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

No One Does It Better || Grinch&Max

[nice-one-mr-max]

*Surprised Grinch said yes but is happy he isn’t being let to freeze* You sure? It’s no problem? *He took a step back and began walking towards the common room anyway* 

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

*Tralalala walking* Didn't really have a choice, now did we? If we went now, it'd be a bloody short walk. *Looks over at Max and smirks* You wouldn't have even made it to the lake.

[yikyakapp-blog]

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

No One Does It Better || Grinch&Max

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

znice-one-mr-max:

Hey it’s something we’ve never done before. *Grins and shoots up to stand next to him, eager that he had a good idea* Let’s! I..don’t have my jacket. But that’s okay! I can always freeze *:D*

*Rolls eyes although there's still a small smile, because that is so Max. And c'mon, how can you be mad at that smile?* Let's go get your bloody jacket, Max.

[bagwithheels]

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

No One Does It Better || Grinch&Max

[nice-one-mr-max]

Oh right!  We could..*scans his mind for something to pop out* cuddle? *And even Max can’t help but laugh* Stupid idea. Right. Um..well…we..we could go for a walk by the lake! Oooh! We could go swimming! 

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

*Can't help but laugh with Max* All ideas random as hell, and as much as swimming sounds fun, it is January Max. *Laughs more* But a walk around the lake sounds... cold. *Nods head* And refreshing, *stands up* let's do it.

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

No One Does It Better || Grinch&Max

[nice-one-mr-max]

N-no! That’s not what…*sighs as the heart flutters away* that’s not what I meant. Nevermind. *Sits down next to him and picks at his pants* Do you want to do something? Hex something? Pull a prank off? 

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

*Watches Max pick at his pants lolol. Groans slightly* Not really, we always do that stuff. Let's do something different. *leans back, resting on his elbows and not coming up with any ideas himself*

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

mean-one-mister-grinch:

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

No One Does It Better || Grinch&Max

[nice-one-mr-max]

*Is so used to Grinch’s rudeness that he didn’t even think it had to do with anything they were talking about, so he innocently just shrugs it off. He leans down to pick up one frozen heart, whispering a spell to unfreeze it and allow it to flutter around in his hand. He then walks over to Grinch and places the heart in his hand* For you. Because this is what you do to my heart..all the time.

[mean-one-mister-grinch]

*Is hella stupid. Doesn't realize Max was trying to give him the heart, or register what Max was saying for that matter. The heart fluttered away.* I make your heart fly away? *Quirks a brow, frown deepening*

[mean-one-mister-grinch]