"living with your best friend seems like the greatest opportunity in the world...until feelings get in the way."
//FULLER HOUSE//
//SEASONS 1-5//
//JACKSON FULLER X OC//
//YEP, 1ST PERSON//
at some point:
#1 Fuller House
#1 Jackson Fuller
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Jackson, Max, and Farrah stood in the living room playing Jenga, while Steph was talking to Tommy.
"Tommy, I wrote a new song. I'm trying to see if it appeals to the youth demographic." She said putting head phones on Tommy, so he could listen.
He smiled, and bopped slightly along with the music, "All right, you are ready for the club, kid!"
"Take your time Max." Jackson said as Max took his Jenga turn
"One wrong move and it's all over." Farrah continued, trying to pressure him
"Jengaaa..." they both whispered, waving their hands as a distraction
"I know you're trying to mess with my head." Max said, glaring at the two, "And it's working."
He took his turn, pulling out one of the blocks. The three watched as the tower slowly crashed to the floor, "Yeah!"
Jackson began dancing around the living room, hoping to rub the win into Max's face even more, "J Money and F Dog, Jenga Masters, win again."
"F dog, seriously?" She asked him, as she began to re-stack the tower of blocks
"I can't beat you guys at anything." Max frowned
Beginning to feel bad for him, Farrah took a seat besides him on the couch and gently pat his shoulder in comfort.
"Aw, that's not true. You always beat me at losing." Jackson smirked
Farrah took her foot and harshly kicked him in the shin
"Hey! That's right" Max smiled until he realized the harshness of Jackson's words, "Hey! That's mean."
He got up and walked away. Ignoring Jackson's pleas to play again, the blonde girl followed him into the kitchen, planning to cheer him up with ice cream and Disney music.
"Hey, Max." Farrah said, "Do you want to go get some ice cream? There's a place about a mile from here."
He didn't budge, didn't even look at her. She sighed, before moving to sit next to him, "I'll pay."
Max smiled and grabbed Farrah's hand, rushing out the back door
Once they got to the ice cream place, Schneider's, Farrah opened the door for Max and followed him in.
He rushed to the counter, admiring the countless ice cream flavors.
"Get whatever you want." Farrah said, squatting to see the flavors.
"Really?" He asked, excitedly.
"Sure. Jackson and I were rude. And at least you beat him at one thing, he doesn't get ice cream." The girl said
"Thanks, Farrah." He said, hugging her from the side.
"No problem, Buddy." Farrah smiled, hugging him back.
