Max's POV
I decided to go through my suitcases. Since Daniel was the one who brought them I don't even know what he packed. I also ended up picking the room with Tabii, she may seem horrible but maybe I can manipulate her to be better. I unzipped my suitcase and looked at the contents inside, all of my clothes, a few books, and drawings I had in my room, my art box, and my matching hoodie for Mr. Honeynuts. Tabii was sitting on her bed pulling at the multicolored scrunchies on her wrists while watching me.
" So whatcha got there?" She asked while moving to sit beside me on the floor.
"Not much, Just some extra clothes, my art stuff, and some books," I reply while pulling them out and onto the floor.
"Then what's this?" she asked while pulling out the matching blue hoodie and showing me. I panicked and grabbed it from her then hid it behind my back.
"What the fuck!? why did he grab this?" I yelled. My face felt hot and Tabii was just staring at me while giggling.
"I swear it's not what it looks like! I-I guess he just grabbed the wrong thing and threw it in the bag." I was rambling, trying to spit out some form of lie that would prevent her from knowing my secret. She just kept giggling then got up and went over to her bed. She pulled out this large black box from underneath it and opened it, pulling out a little white poodle with a bedazzled hot pink collar and leash.
"You don't have to worry Max, Everyone here has their own little reminder of home. I have this poodle and her name is Majesty. What do you have?" She said while letting me pet the head of the small plush. I sighed and grabbed my backpack, Pulling out Mr. Honeynuts and showing her, embarrassed.
"H-His name is Mr. Honeynuts. I got him when I was 5 or 6 and... that's his hoodie. It matches mine." I stuttered out. I don't know why I was so nervous but at the same time so calm. If someone asked me about Mr. Honeynuts before I would have ignored them and flipped them the finger but somehow In just an hour of being here I have already exposed one of the things I was most embarrassed about... To Tabii of all people. She nodded and hesitantly reached forward as if to hold him, I hesitated a bit before handing him over to her. She played with the softness of his fur and rubbed the two glossy feeling buttons for his eyes over and over. She then reached over to the discarded hoodie I left beside me and pulled on it in a way that made me wince, afraid that her rough handling would rip the material. Then she gently opened up the collar and slid it on Mr. Honeynuts with such care.
" Max it's fine. I know how to be gentle with stuffed animals. I wouldn't like it if someone pulled Majesty's collar too hard so I won't pull Mr. Honeynuts hoodie to hard." She explained while smoothing the small hoodies material.
I was shocked, to be honest. I never knew that there were people this nice on the earth. I just kinda stared at Tabii, trying to figure her out by her overall appearance. She had blonde shoulder length hair with half of it put into a bun and orange-ish yellow eyes. She had a small bang of hair that gently hung over her right eye, just enough to be a casual style but not enough to annoy her. I guess she noticed me staring because she waved her hand over my face.
"Hey, you good? You looked like you were in a trance or something," she spoke, tilting her head and smirking at me.
"H-huh? oh! it's nothing really. I was just looking at your hair. How do you handle a bang?"
"What do you mean?
"I mean doesn't it bother you knowing you can always feel it somewhere on your face?"
"Oh! not really. I hairspray my hair in place a lot of the time so even if it does look uncomfortable and irritating, this bad boy is as stiff as a brick." She said happily while grabbing the bang to show that it won't fall out of place.
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Orphan ~ Max X Neil fanfiction ~
FanfictionThis story is gonna be filled with fluff , Angst, and smut it's the entire package you could ever need plus max is gonna have a huge (kinda stalkerish ) gay crush on Neil WARNING: I do not own the characters of Camp Camp they belong to the Rooster T...