Sam and max stories

It served me well

(this story is the sequel to "max's wish") 

Max was lying in his top bunk, when he heard Sam's voice. "Psst. max." he says in a whisper. Max rolls over and peeks at him from the bunk. "What?" Sam was standing on the floor. "Get up, I wanna show you something." Max turns back over. "Can it wait until tomorrow...?"

Sam giggles. "No, this is important!" Max rolls his eyes, sitting up. "Fiiine..."

As soon as Max got up, he followed Sam out of the apartment and up the stairs, to the top of the roof. "Why'd you wake me up at like 2 am?" Max asks grumpily. "Just wait and see!" Sam answers with a smile. Max rolls his eyes. When they finally get to the rooftop, Sam opens the door for max. "Ta da!"

There were two lawn chairs set up right next to each other beneath the clear, for once, sky.

Max smiled. Sam looks at him. "What do you think?" Max looks up at him. "Very nice." He goes to sit on one chair, Sam sitting in the other. The two look up at the stars. "Man... a night like this only comes once in a blue moon." Max says. Sam nods. "Yeah... even though the moon isn't out tonight." Max rolls his eyes. "You know what I mean." Sam smiles. "Yeah.."

After a while, Max asks, "so, any reason you brought me out here other than to see the stars?" Sam giggles. "Well... there is one other reason..." Max tilts his head. "Which is...?" Sam smiles softly. "Remember earlier today when we went to that old wishing well?" Max remembers. "Yeah...?"

Sam turns over to look him in the eye. "I heard what you really wished for..." he says gently.

Max thinks for a bit, then when he remembers, his face goes firetruck red. "O-oh..." Sam giggles. "Yeah."

Max starts to get up.

Sam gently grabs his arm. "Hey wait, where are you going?" Max refused to meet his eye. "To wallow under the bed covers in shame." Sam giggles, pulling him back to sit on his lap. "Oh no you don't." Max tries to wriggle out of his grip, but Sam keeps holding him. "Max, listen to me!" "no! You'll just laugh at me!" Max says, trying not to cry. Sam holds him closely. "No i won't max, just listen for a minute?" Max sighs and stops wiggling. He then looks Sam in the eye worriedly.

"I already do." Sam says with a smile.

Max tilts his head, confused. "What?" Sam giggles. "Your wish. For me to like you more than a friend...?" Max nervously nods.

Sam strokes Max's cheek. "I do."

Max blushes. "Wh- r-really...?" Sam nods, giving him a kiss on the head. "Yes, I like you more than a friend."

Max took a bit to process this new information, but when he did, he smiled and hugged Sam, whimpering happily. Sam hugs him back. "Woah max, are you okay little buddy?" he asks. Max nods. "Y-yeah... i just... didn't think it would actually work...'' Sam tilts his head. "Didn't think what would work?" "the Wishing well..." Max answers. Sam giggles. "Well of course, it's magic after all. And..." he gives Max another kiss on the head.

"MY wishes have certainly come true."