Don't Even Say It (A Max Thunderman Fan Fiction)

Chapter 5: Or Else, Octavius

Author's Note: I give you all again my thanks for reading and liking this story! I really like to keep things interesting and don't just jump onto the romance. I hope you guys agree with me when it comes to the pacing.

Harriet Cleaver: I'm tweaking a bit with my writing style and I feel like I end a chapter on a cliffhanger, that's when things get interesting. I want to keep the readers up on their toes and not just feed them with closure haha. As for Vanessa, I have stated before that I picture her as Kiernan Shipka (with pink hair, of course). Maybe I'd post a pic on my profile so please check that out. Thanks for the review :3

Don't Even Say It

Chapter Five: Or Else, Octavius

MAX

I wasn't born in the richest family in the world nor do I have enough connection for people to do me favors so when I planned the Laser Sword 3000, I never put much attention to how much the whole project would cost me. My previous projects were a bit expensive but I could manage to find some funds by skipping a few snacks, fishing my old pockets for coins, tricking my parents, and recycling old materials and scraps from other useless inventions. I tried to do the same for the Laser Sword but there was just one thing that I could never afford—the laser itself.

I started assembling the handle, the circuits, and the tube that will hold the laser. Unfortunately, the villain shops still sell lasers on a tremendous price. I could practically hear my wallet cry. I was originally going to give up on my project three days ago seeing that I didn't have enough money to accomplish it until some kind of miracle happened to me two nights ago in a form of a phone call.

My old 'friend' from Metroburg called, Harriet was her name, and chatted with me for a while. Harriet and I were passionate about being supervillains despite growing up in a family of superheroes so during our younger years, we considered each other as our partner-in-crime. We did projects together and exchanged ideas and materials to accomplish a task. However, since we moved to Hiddenville a couple of years ago, Harriet and I drifted apart. That sounds so cheesy but I think it's the best way I could put it.

Anyway, she suddenly called me one night to catch up on the shenanigans I'm pulling in my own school while she told me how annoying her family still is for saying that she's still going through a phase. Then our conversation shifted to new projects in which I brought up how frustrated I was for not being able to acquire a legitimate, working, deadly laser. Harriet excused herself for a while and I waited for her to find a list of online shops she has been visiting. She gave me a link to a second-hand online shop and told me to check that out if ever they sell whatever it is I was looking for. As soon as we said our goodbyes, I hurriedly booted up my computer and searched for the said website.

My eyes were practically popping out my head once I saw it. They sell everything that I am looking for, from nuts and bolts and tools and wires... to even freaking lasers. Now, I wasn't the most knowledgeable about lasers so when I learned that there were a bunch varieties I could choose from, my heart raced in anticipation. After hours of scrolling I finally settled for the coolest one I could find, the Nova Laser. Its lethality ranges from medium to high which was just appropriate for my project. After all, I never do stuff just for fun, it has to be highly-functional and could help me in being a villain. Though it is a bit pricey than most of the lasers, I thought that it's worth the pay. If it is as dangerous as the description says, then I guess my one-hundred and fifty dollars wouldn't go to waste. Plus, they ship worldwide and the product appears on your doorstep in less than thirty-six hours. I quickly bought the product and sent it to Oyster's address. Mom and Dad doesn't need to know that I was smuggling dangerous lasers inside the house.