Mac: Who says i don't?
Frankie: Wha?
Mac: I did mean on the lips.
Frankie: M-mac, i can't! I mean, i've....you'd be....uh..
Mac looked questioningly as Frankie's face grew more and more to match her red hair.
Mac: What's wrong?
Frankie: Well, it's just that i've been so busy around here all my teenage and adult life, that...I've never really had time for anything like a boyfriend or anything, so...
Mac: Are you saying....?
Frankie: Yeah. If i kissed you, it'd be my first.
Bloo, from the other side of the door: NO WAY!!!
Frankie growled, then smirked, looked at Mac and put a finger to her lips. She crept over to the door, quietly unlocked it and pushed it open hard, hitting Bloo with a satisfying THUMP!!
Bloo: ugh....wha hoppen'?
Frankie carried him to the stairs and tossed him down them.
Bloo: My lawyer shall hear of this!! OW!! OW!! OW!! OW!!
Frankie, on her bed again: Anyway....look, it's not that i don't like you, it's just that i'm not sure i want my first kiss to be with you.
Mac: What's wrong with me? I thought i was 'pretty cool for a kid'. Oh. For a kid. I get it.
Frankie: Sorry, pal.
Mac: Hey. No sweat. If you don't wanna, i won't force you. No big deal.
Frankie: You're not upset are you?
Mac:....
Frankie: *sigh* Well......what if....JEEZ, i can't think of something like that we could do instead!
Mac: Don't bother!
He stormed out of her room, heading nowhere in particular.
Frankie: Mac... |