Until Dawn Prompts

Such a Big Mess

Prompt for Anon on Tumblr; 'I was wondering as a Prompt: The continuation of ' the pink goop microwave incident' except it could be Sam or Ashley's POV. I could imagine one of them shouting at Climbing Class and the other trying to calm the other down.'

Of course I add my own little twists. I'm not good at wtiting angry people. Whoops.

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Words: 1113

Pairing(s): The Badass And The Paranoid (Ashley/Sam), Climbing Class (Chris/Josh), Mentioned!M^2 (Matt/Mike)

Continuation/Same Universe as 'This. . . .was a bad Idea' (Chris/Josh- Chapter 4)

Warning(s): Angry!Sam, Insecure!Pessimistic!Ashley, Peeps are murdered, You have been warned.

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I groaned in defeat as I saw the last of the apples be taken by some elderly lady. I was much too nice to do anything about it. I heard Sam giggle next to me and I noticed her looking over somewhere, when I followed where her eyes were I noticed two little girls attempting to help each other reach some candy that was on the fifth shelf. I watched as she stepped over and grabbed the bag of M&Ms they were reaching for and handing it to them.

"Thank you!" The little redheaded girl said, beaming up at Sam, she was missing two bottom teeth. The other girl was smaller, with brunette hair and was hiding slightly behind the other. She mumbled a quick thank you and pulled the red headed girl away with her where their parents were standing. Sam got back up to her main height and just hummed happily as she came back over to me, leaning on the cart.

"I really want kids some day." Sam said, looking at me with the biggest smile on her face. I just giggled and looked down.

"What? With me?" I drawled and Sam just nudged me a bit, making me look up at her.

"Who else is there?" She asked, looking generally curious and I shrugged. I always assumed what her and I had was just. . .a fling. Someone that would end once we both met our true soulmates. I'm in love with Sam. I am, I just feel like she could do better than me. So I distant myself off from her almost everyday, I think she's beginning to notice. I want to have kids with her.

"I just. . .I wouldn't make a good mom. At least, I don't think I would." I looked over to a mother with her children, she was trying to control the boys who were screaming. I cringed, "See? I can't control something like that. . . " I said and I felt arms wrap around my waist, hugging me gently.

"Ashley Elaine Prescott. You would make an amazing mother. You're caring, protective, creative, and everything a child would need in their life." Sam started, I leaned back into her, just enjoying the warmth radiating off of her, I laughed softly and turned to her, putting my hands on her shoulders and smiled.

"Well. . . it takes some time to actually adopt. And well. . ." I bit my lip, looking down to the floor in thought, "I want us to be married before we make any decisions like that." And if we'll even stay together 5 years from now, I thought to myself, still scared that Sam would leave me, realizing I'm not as wonderful and perfect as she believes me to be.

"Your wish is your command my queen!" Sam dramatically said and took the cart from me, pushing through the crowd and towards the cashier. I just shook my head, hiding my smile as I followed her to the front.

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Getting home I sighed, remembering that we had left Chris and Josh in our house while we went shopping. Planning a movie night with barely any food in the house was a bad idea, all we had was a bunch of boxes of Peeps from Easter and Dove Chocolate bunnies. Which were delicious and they better not have touched them.

I will break some fingers for that.

When we first walked in we both could hear hurried whispers and running around happening in the kitchen. Sam looked at me, I raised an eyebrow, shrugging and we made our way in. As soon as we stepped in Sam dropped her bags in shock. The pink mess that had spread itself around the counters was only getting worse as the two males scrubbed and scrubbed, trying to clean up the mess the best they could. When they didn't even make a dent in it Sam literally screeched.

Not many people knew this, but Sam was a bit of a. . . .clean freak. Even worse than me and this was almost giving me a cardiac arrest. There was just. . . so. . . much. . .PINK!

"What the Hell! We leave for 10 goddamn minutes and you two make the biggest mess in history!" Sam yelled, I stood behind her, standing awkwardly and slowly inching towards the pissed off blonde.

"Listen, Sam-" Chris tried to start but Sam cut him off.

"No! This is Inexcusable!"

"We can clean it u--"

"Just go! Fucking go and never come back!" I stepped in.

"Samantha. You don't mean that." I said, putting a hand on her shoulder and rubbing it, trying to calm her down as much as I could, I've never seen her so pissed off before. Well, except for that time Mike tripped me and made me fall into a puddle of mud. But that was years ago and Mike is one of my closest friends now. Him being with Matt was a surprise, but I adore them together.

"Ashley. Do-do you SEE what they did? I can't afford a new microwave right now--"

"I can buy you a new one Sam. Listen please. It was my dumbass idea and I didn't realize it would make THIS big of a mess, it was a prank gone wrong. I'm an idiot Sam." Josh said, stepping forward, he was covered in pink goop everywhere, even some of it stuck in his hair and some staining his jeans and his lips were swollen as if he had been making out. I looked over to Chris and noticed his were the same way, he even had a dark blush all the way across his face. Sam seemed to notice as well as her face went back to it's normal peach color and she even managed to crack a small grin.

"So. . .finally?" She asked, Josh looked taken aback from her sudden change in mood, as did Chris.

"What?" Chris asked, and Sam just motioned to the two of them, making them share a glance then blush even darker. Josh turned back and cleared his throat.

"We. . . we're just gonna go." Josh grabbed Chris' hand and ran right out of the house.

Sam looked at the mess and sat on the floor and sobbed, "So much cleaning to do." She whined and I sighed, picking up everything she had dropped and put it back up on the counter, deciding to finish putting everything up before starting on that disaster. "Our kids are definitely not going to be around those two alone." She finally said and I couldn't help but laugh.