Sam and max stories

Mistletoe

(art by me) 

Ah, a middle school Christmas party.

Truly an occasion of joy, with kids happy they get to wear pajamas and watch "polar express" at school instead of doing algebra. An occasion where you get to relax, play secret Santa, and give your teachers Starbucks gift cards.

At this particular occasion, young Sam was playing with his best buddy, max. Sam had been building little buildings out of blocks, and Max smashed through them as if he were a tiny Godzilla. It ended up with them both on the floor, giggling like crazy.

Just Then, the bell rang. Sam got up, helping max up. "Okay!" the teacher said. "I hope you all have a safe and fun holiday season, merry Christmas everyone!" the class smiled as they started to exit. Max and Sam walked together, behind everyone else.

"Oooh!" someone suddenly called out. "Someone's under the mistletoe!" they said, pointing at sam and max. Sam went cold as he slowly looked up. Sure enough, there was a sprig of mistletoe taped to the ceiling. "Aw man, how did that get up there?" Max grumbled. "Now we gotta kiss." Sam blushed. "W-wh- no we don't" he gave a shaky smile." that's just a grown up thing!" Max smiled. "Okay good!"

Sam was about to try and run away, when suddenly someone yelled. "Sammy's a scaredy cat!" something in Sam snapped. "What did you just say?" He turned to the kid. "I said you're a scaredy cat, loser!" Sam growled. "Nobody calls me a scaredy cat!" and with that, he turned to max, grabbed him by the shoulders, and kissed him hard. Max went red. All the kids gasped. Sam pulled back and looked at the kid. "Who's the scaredy cat now?" The kid was frozen. Another kid mumbled, "wow, he actually did it..." the teacher then said, "o-okay everyone, i think it's time to go..." Sam's realization of what he'd just done finally hit him, and he felt cold again, looking at max, who was still speechless. "I-i-..." he bolted out the door, max following after he came to his senses.

Later on the walk home, Sam was avoiding making eye contact. Max looked at him. "...Sammy..?" Sam didn't look, but responded, "hmm..?" Max stepped closer to him. "I-i thought that was really brave of you..." Sam finally looked at him. "R-really..?" Max nodded. "Yeah, you sure showed those punks!" Sam blushes a little. "A-and.. It didn't wanna make you throw up?" Max shakes his head. "No.. it was a lot better than I expected..." Sam blushed more. "R-really..?" Max nodded, taking his hand and smiling. Sam looks away gently. "Wow..."

Later, they were curled up by the fireplace and drinking hot chocolate like nothing ever happened. "Sammy ..?" Max whispered. Sam looked at him. "Yeah?" Max blushed. "U-uh... can i have another kiss?" he said, leaning closer. Sam blushed. "U-uh.." he turns to him. "Can't think of a reason not to.." he presses his lips against max's. Max kisses back, wrapping one arm around Sam's shoulders and holding Sam's hand with the others. The two kiss until they run out of air, pulling back and looking in each others eyes. Max then hugs Sam tightly. "Merry Christmas Sammy.." he whispers. Sam hugs him back. "Merry Christmas Maxie."