Sam and max stories

I was a teenage Johnny

John was getting his daily exercise on his little wheel.

Max walks over. "Exercise time is over, Johnny." he picks John up. "We don't want you getting too thin." he sets him down.

"Here boy!" Max says, holding up a stick. "Fetch!" He tosses it out the window and John meanders after it while Max waits for him.

He waits quite a while. He looks at his watch, then goes to sit on the couch and read the paper. (it was boring but he likes to imagine his name in place of the miss nyc pageant winner)

*many hours later*

Max had fallen asleep.

John finally comes back with the stick, dropping it at Max's feet. He makes a noise, which wakes Max up. "Huh?!" He looks down and sees him. "Good job john!"

He gets up and goes over to John, kneeling and petting him. "I love you Johnny!" John purrs happily as Max continues to pet him and say his name over and over.

John climbs on Max's shoulders. Max laughs. "Hahaha! Down boy! Hahahaha!"

Suddenly Sam walks through the door excitedly. "Max! Are you ready? Are you ready? Are you ready?" he says while dancing around excitedly. "For what?" Max asks. "The annual weapons enthusiasts convention in New Jersey this weekend!" Sam says happily.

He shoots his toy gun but accidentally breaks a vase, causing him to blush in embarrassment. He hides it behind his back. "So you ready or what?"

"That was THIS weekend?!" Max says. "Aww, I can't go, I don't have anyone to take care of Johnny!"

Gs knocks on their door. Max opens it and gs was eye level with john. She looks down at max. "Would you please tell your careless boyfriend to stop leaving his ties outside my door?" she asks, handing a black and blue striped tie to him.

Max takes it. "Gs! Can you watch Johnny this weekend?" "What's a Johnny?" gs asks. "Not A Johnny, Johnny! My pet alligator!" He holds John up to her. "Say hello!"

John hisses at her.

Gs shudders. "Ugh, you actually care for that thing?" Max hugs john. "I love Johnny!" "Well I don't. Get someone else." gs says, walking away. Max sighs, putting John down. "Well Sam, I guess we can't go away this weekend..."

Gs stops, eyes going wide. "Go away?"

She smiles and walks backwards to them, turning around. "You mean, if I watch Johnny, you guys will be GONE all weekend?" Max nods. "Well, actually a 3-day weekend." gs smiles. "As in, not here, for 3 days?" Max's face falls. "Yeah, but, you've already said you can't do it. We understand." Sam walks over to her. "Don't feel bad, gs!" he puts his arms around her and max. "The three of us can have our OWN weapons enthusiasts convention over at your place!"

Gs pushes him away. "I changed my mind! You two deserve a romantic weekend away!" Max smiles. "You'll do it!? great!" He takes her hand. "Lemme show you a little bit about alligator care."

He leads her through the apartment. "You need to take John for a walk twice a day." Max continued to talk but gs didn't hear him over the sound of her saying to herself "Friday, Saturday, and Sunday... a three day weekend..."

He took her over to the cabinet. "Let me show you how to feed him. " he opened it, and there were cans of alligator food. "I have All the cans marked. a can in the morning, and a can at night." "Sure it's enough?" gs asks sarcastically.

Outside, the bus to take them to the convention pulls up.

"THE BUS IS HERE! THE BUS IS HERE!" Sam says excitedly. He runs and gets on board. "Come on max!"