(A/N: This'll be a story, incorrect quotes, AND random stuff! Wow, a 3 in 1! Who would've guessed?)
Max's POV
I was hugging my stuffed animal, Mr. Honeynuts, while staring at the ceiling of my tent. I had woken up about.. oh, I don't know, 15 minutes ago? I was still tired.
Inside Max's mind.
(A/N #2: I'm gonna use little colons, like for example, Max: [dialogue], so yeah-)
Joy: Oh! Guys, Max is awake!
Sadness: Can't we sleep for longer? You know how last night went...
Joy: W-well, yes, but hey! You never know! Today could be even BETTER than yesterday!
Disgust: I doubt that. Besides, yesterday we got MASHED POTATOES thrown at us, and the gravy was still there! AND they landed in our hair! Bleugh!
Fear: Oh, don't remind me... I THOUGHT WE WERE GONNA HAVE TO HAVE OUR HAIR CHOPPED OFF BY NIKKI!
Anger: Can you all, oh so kindly, please SHUT THE FUCK UP?!
Joy: ...Alright! Time to get ready for the day! *goes to console*
Outside of Max's mind.
I finally decided to get ready for the day, even though I thought what we'd be doing today was shitty. I put my hoodie on over my camp Campbell yellow t-shirt, fixed up my hair a bit, only to find it sticky from yesterday's food fight in the mess hall. "...Fuck." I cursed under my breath, before rapidly trying to brush the stickiness out of it. It hurt like hell,but I was fine. Just when I thought it was fully brushed and still poofy, I went to feel it to see if it was still sticky, and...
(A/N #3: HEADCANON INCOMING!)
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It was straight.
FUCKING.
STRAIGHT.
I thought having to nearly start a war with my own hair was bad enough. But, no! NOW IT LOOKS LIKE I'M A GODDAMN GIRL! I managed to make my hair not only straight, but also fucking LONGER THAN USUAL! Then, I heard my tent flap.
"Max? What are you-" Nikki asked, before seeing the mess I had gotten myself into. She then burst into a laughing fit, which only made the humiliation worse.
Inside Max's mind.
Sadness: Are we.. *sniff* getting made fun of?.. *sniffle* *quiet sobs*
Fear: OH GOD, I'M FREAKING OUT- *bro's literally hyperventilating*
Disgust: EWWWWW-
Joy: Well, it can't be that bad! Nikki's prob-
Anger: IS SHE.. LAUGHING?! ALRIGHT, THAT'S IT! *UH OH HE'S ANGRY AND now he's stomping over to the console and took control-*
Outside of Max's mind.
I suddenly snapped. "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU GODDAMN MORON, IT'S NOT MY FUCKING FAULT THAT SOMEONE TOOK THEIR ENTIRE THING OF FUCKING MASHED POTATOES, WITH GRAVY STILL ON THEM I MAY ADD, TRICKED ME INTO LOOKING IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION, THEN HAD THE GODDAMN AUDACITY TO SMASH THEM ON MY FUCKING HEAD, YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT!" I pulled on the collar of Nikki's shirt, practically screaming. After a bit, I slammed her on the ground, pulled my hood up, and stomped off to the mess hall.
David was already there, pledging to the goddamn Campe Diem flag. I rolled my eyes angrily, and entered the mess hall.
(A/N #4: MORE HEADCANONS ALERT! This time, they're sibling headcanons!)
After I had grabbed my breakfast, I sat at my seat I picked, and began angrily eating. My eyes scanned around for The Performance Group, but no one was there except for Noah, Nerris's brother. Huh. Guess the rest of them are sleeping.
...Or so I thought.
Just I had taken a bite of my plain ass pancakes, Patricia Goodplay, Preston's sister, burst through the door. "GUYS! NIKKI PASSED OUT!" She dramatically shouted, placing a hand to her heart.
I went dead quiet. Along with the other people in the mess hall.
Inside Max's mind:
Sadness: WHAT? We.. *loud sobbing*
Disgust: Speechless. Fucking. Speechless.
Anger: Same..
Joy: ...
Fear: WHAT'LL WE DO?! PRESTON'S SISTER JUST TOLD US THAT! IF PRESTON FINDS OUT, NOT ONLY WILL HE HATE US AND NEVER TALK TO US AGAIN, BUT WE'RE ALSO FUCKED! FUCKED, I TELL YOU! FUCKED!
Joy: WELL, WHAT ARE WE WAITING FOR? WE GOTTA GO WAKE HER UP!
Outside of Max's mind.
I don't fucking know what came over me at that moment, but next thing I knew, I was running out of the mess hall and to where Nikki was. Neil, who I share my tent with for now, was confused. "What is going on inside that head of his?" I managed to hear him say.
Too much, Neil.
Too much.
Hello! Sorry for leaving you on a cliffhanger, I'm just trying to make this slightly longer. I hope you understand! :)
Anyway, I hope you liked the first part to this! See you in the next part!
Bye!
Word Count: 750 ^v^
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Max but with the Inside Out characters inside his mind
Random(For non-camp camp fans, Max in 10, the main character to the show, and swears. A LOT. So yeah. If you don't like swearing, please leave. 😁😇 Oh yeah and if you're like- under 10 don't read this. OH! And there'll also be shipping (Maxpres heheeheh...
