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"Dude, bud out." Chris scolded angrily as he approached Josh.
"Can you just chill?" He retorted with a troubled feeling, his eyes expressing more frustration.
"Listen, I don't know if you got the memo. But, Ashley? Yeah. She's mine." Chris stood his ground, and snarled, as his arms crossed, and his eyebrows arched.
So. Typically, here's the deal. These two have been at this for the past hour, settling who will claim Ashley as their own. But, no one seems to be winning.
Ashley watched. Well, she was amused by this. She adored when the two got all alpha, and protective over her. Yes, it could possibly ruin a relationship, but it is just awfully entertaining to watch at an extent.
"Seriously, step off." Chris warned vigorously, as he had only a few inches apart between his face, and Josh's as they're noses were nearly touching.
"Oh, I have to. Well, you should too, because you know what? I got the bigger advantage." Josh sneered happily, as his eyes stared dead on into Chris'.
What they hadn't noticed, Ashley had left the room to retrieve some popcorn for this entertaining fight. She didn't understand why. But, it just was.
"And, what is that?" Chris asked, as his tone had raised sharply.
"I'm older," he said confidently.
"That's a load of crap- do you really think age matters?" Chris remarked with annoyance, as his face was complete blank.
"Don't you think actually having balls to treat a girl right matters? Huh?" Josh shot back strongly, as he was facing difficulty to shield his begging smile, and laugh to mock him, which he was already doing.
Ashley's eyes widened, as what she just heard, she didn't honestly expect. It was pretty uncalled for on Josh's part, but it was pretty awesome for her to hear.
But, really, she didn't get the big picture. They wanted her. And, really, she had to think about this decision. Who does she want? That was really all that had to be said to end this feud.
"Wait, wait, wait." Ashley interrupted, setting her popcorn down on a flat surface, and approaching the two riled up men. "This is all over who gets me?" She asked dumbly.
"Pretty obvious, yeah." Josh snapped, as he turned his focus to her.
"You idiots don't realize that there is a simple way out of this, right?" She asked curiously, as she smiled with power.
"And, that is?" They asked in unison.
"Me choosing." She smiled with vigor, as she stretched out her arms. "Duh."
"Okay?..." Chris agreed.
"How's it gonna work?" Josh added a question, as his arms crossed, with an intriguing feeling towards the subject.
"Simple." She sneered. "I'll- plant a kiss on either of your lips. Whoever I kiss, is chosen. Okay?" She explained.
"Fair." They agreed.
"Okay, ready?" Her smirk grew wider as a perfect idea came into mind.
"Ready." They said firmly in unusual unison. Pretty odd.
She had first approached Chris, planting a gentle kiss upon his lips, her hand stroking his arm. He smiled, believing he was the one chosen, releasing a relieved cheer.
"Ha!" He cooed.
But, that wasn't it. Ashley had approached Josh, once again planting a gentle kiss upon his lips, caressing his cheek delicately.
"Wait-" Chris sighed. "You kissed both of us."
"That's the point," Ashley smiled.
"What's the point?" Josh asked confusedly.
"We'll be a threesome couple." She smiled with bliss, as her eyes widened, as well as her smirk. "Call us... Chrashington."
"Damn, that was slick." Josh retorted, releasing a laugh.
"See?" She said. "All you need is an intelligent brain to assist in these sort of fights." She added.
"So, what do yah say, we go watch a movie altogether? Forget this." Chris requested.
"Kay, Chrashington." Ashley smiled, gripping their hands as she nodded. "Let's go."
A/N: ladevotee17 . I just got to slay you. XD
Simple. Sweet. Hope you enjoyed it!
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