When It Rains (MithRoss :3)

Chapter Six; Smoothie For the Opar Dirt

(Alternate Title: Barney Drinks Ross' crap smoothie for the whole entire chapter and then Max has Ross' wallet)
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Chapter Six
(Max's POV)
I saw Ross drop his wallet as he got up from the couch. I grabbed it and looked it over quickly.
"Yo Barney."
He turned around to look at me.
"What ups?"
I held up Ross' wallet.
"I've got his wallet." Barney started laughing.
"Picks Pocket Max." He did a little dance on the couch, twirling his hands.
I stuffed the wallet in my back pocket.
"So. I heards you likes Ross." He wiggled his eyebrows. I felt my cheeks get hotter the longer he stared at me, which was the whole time Ross was in the kitchen. He came back holding an unmoving brown 'liquid'.
"Oh Ross I've been waiting so longs for my drink! What kinds of service is this?"
Ross sat down and handed the drink to Barney.
"Can I refute the charge?" He asked. I stared at the unmoving liquid.
"It's not even moving! What the hell?" I watched Barney tip the cup. It barely moved.
"Look how thick this is!"
"I tried to blend it as best as I could." Ross' quiet murmurings were cut off by Barney's loud screams of amazement.
"Look how thick this is! Can I do a full sideways with this thing?" Barney sat up and scooted to the end of the couch. Ross backed up and touched my hand, which made me flinch and look at him for only a moment. He was staring at me. I looked back at Barney who had tipped it completely sideways for a few seconds.
"I went a full sideways with your drink!" I threw my head back and laughed. It was pretty funny.
"Ross? Did you just doo-doo in your cup in the bathrooms?"
"Barney I'll tell you this. I decided I wouldn't be rude and I just took everything I thought would be good and put it together." Barney looked genuinely nervous to drink Ross' concoction. I grabbed the trash and handed it to him, for he had asked for it. He even went on to show how thick it was, dipping the straw in the brown mush and taking it out.
"I'll give you one hint before you start drinking. How MLG are you feeling?" I couldn't help but snicker.
"Always MLG full."
"There's a reason. You're gonna be gamemaster."
"Oh! Ross, what do you call this, uh, concoction?" I asked, realizing I had forgotten.
"I call it The Ross." He murmured, watching Barney try to sip the 'smoothie' through the straw, but to no avail. He carefully took it out and threw it in the trash.
"So thick." He huffed before taking a gulp.
"I believe in you man."
I clasped my hands together watching him drink. He looked completely disgusted, his face twisting in awkward angles.
"Oh god I can't even watch that." I turned my head the other direction.
"I'm gonna be selling this at Starbucks soon!" Ross chirped. I turned back around. Surprisingly, Barney hadn't thrown up.
"God. You kept it down?"
Barney placed the drink on the table and tried to think over the flavors in his mouth.
"This thing is like every candy on the shelf in a cup."
"So it's sweet?"
"It's like a said, I over-sweetened it." He paused, eyes flicking my direction for a quick second.
"I wanna hear some of your answers real quick." He held out his hands to start counting.
"The Reese's."
"No."
"What?"
"Wow."
"Ding Dong."
"Yes."
"Honey Bun."
"Yes."
It went on like that, Barney guessing a few more of Ross' ingredients with Ross replying.
"To be honest with you, this consistency is sick." He handed me the cup. A nasty thing it was.
"The taste when it's in your mouth, not good. But the aftertaste, it's chocolate candy." I put it up to my nose and sniffed it, but almost puked in the process. I handed it back to him.
"Ross. You want to try your concoction?"
"No." He responded quickly. It was clear he didn't want to even look at it.
"Max. You wanna try Ross' concoction? It's not as bad as that mine." He offered it to me. I contemplated on whether or not to take a glug.
"The smell gets me."
"This is the best one."
"I highly fucking doubt that." Then again, Barney hadn't really been known for lying.
For sure. This is the best one. I spent all my bank savings for this guy."
"Twenty Bucks and I'll try it."
I probably could've become a con artist if I hadn't become a Youtuber.
"Here. You can take twenty bucks from me that you owed me from borrowing twenty bucks from me." I loved it when Ross tried to help out the situation, but, not knowing what else to say, I stated what was on my mind. Other than how cute he was, of course.
"That's cool because I've already got your whole wallet." I grabbed the drink from Barney as Ross searched his pockets for the wallet that I happened to sat snatch from the couch.
"Money from me, and from me to you moneys?"
"Where's my wallet?" Ross exclaimed, even though I had already told him the answer previously.
Barney and I both started to laugh.
"Here's my wallet?"
"Haha. Pick Pocket Max." Barney was doing his little dance again.
"I can't. I- really dude." Ross stared at me as I took a sip of his brown creation.
"Pick Pocket Max. Pick Pocket Max." Ross was doing the little jig now too as I thought over the drink.
"The one Barney made was so better. It-it- this tastes like shit. The one that you made for me, Barney, tasted better than that." He took the cup from my hands and took another sip.
"Why- You're doing it again!" Ross put his head in his hands. Barney's face twisted up in disgust again.
"Why? It's horrible!" Barney threw the drink into the trash.
"I was gonna- I was gonna take a sip of that."
"Ohs. Well, I tell you what. Because you did so well, each one of you can have a straw." Barney handed me a green one.
"I want this one." Ross reached over and tried to grab it from my hand. I felt our hands touched and I flinched, but quickly recovered.
"Fucking Give me the-" Ross got up from his chair and grabbed the straws out of Barney's hand too. He grabbed the package and ran off.
"I've still got his wallet." I took it out of my pocket and showed it to the camera for all to see.
"Gimme my wallet!" Ross ran back in, straws still in hand. I lept up from the couch and ran the opposite way he had come from.
Baney started to give the outro as we ran away.
I ran Ross' into office and shut the door, wallet still in hand. With a grumpy look still plastered onto his face, he ran back to where we had been recording and out of my field of vision.
I smiled and sat down on his comfy leather chair.
"I really wish he'd like me, or at least notice me..." I whispered to myself. I looked over the stuff on his desk. Nothing much really. A few figurines, some paperwork... and a photo of me?

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Heyo Guys! I hope you are enjoying this disaster of a story I've created! Sorry for the lack of updates hehe.. I've got some stuff planned for the next chapter though, so stay tuned!
Thanks for all the support!

Time Taken: Hour and a Half

Breaks: Two

Words: 1344

Songs: Hamilton, Stars, First Aid Kit, and Twenty One Piolits :D

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