(A/N Okay, I honestly have no idea what I'm writing anymore so let's just get done with the Maria part and MAKE SOME FLUFF! And a short side story about Peggy-)

So, on the security cameras, we found the perfect amount of evidence we need to frame Maria for murder. Hopefully we'll land her a life in prison and misery.

Hah, just kidding. We're going to tell her husband, show her a video of the incident, and hopefully get her fired.

"Yes sir," John said into the phone. "Yup. Uh huh."

He was the one calling James Reynolds, because we both knew very well I would end up loosing my temper and screeching about how terrible his wife is.

"Yeah, I Emailed it too you," John said, he sounded quite annoyed. "Yes. YES I already said that!"

I continued to play Cat Condo 142, until he finally set down his phone and looked at me. I put my phone away too and John joined me on the bed.

We where sitting in my room, my room for the show anyway. My room was small, filled with a queen bed. It was old, even with the wooden posts on the sides of the bed frame that reached up to the ceiling, that held up curtains. 

The theme seemed to be white. The curtains where white, the carpet was white with intricate red and yellow designs, the walls and ceiling where white, the blankets where white, the single chair in the corner of the room was white. The bedside table was the color of the flooring, though, which was a red-brown wood.

There where two windows, on two walls. One opposite the door, one on the wall that the bed was pushed up against. The door was shut, also the color of the floor. 

"Okay, so, he was furious," John told me. "He's going to watch the video footage we got of the incident right now. I've contacted the producers, they are going to consult with Maria and her husband."

"Perfect," I smiled.

John sighed and rested his head on top of mine. I then leaned into him, resting my head on his shoulder, and lifted up my hands (Which has finger-less gray gloves on) to begin fidgeting with John's curly mess of hair.

It was Saturday, and we both didn't have to work. Although, from recent filming on Friday, I never took off my characters clothes. I had no shoes or socks, ripped jeans, a striped light blue and white shirt with dirt smeared all over it, a black jacket, finger-less gloves and blue, white and red flat brim hat.

John was just wearing a huge green hoodie, some sweat pants and socks, because he somehow had the energy to change clothing. I don't see the point in changing, really.

"We should do something," I sigh. "I'm bored of the whole Maria thing."

"Same," John mumbled.

But, even though we both agreed that we should go do something, we both sat there. Doing nothing.

DING!

Me and John both grabbed out phones immediately, too check which one of us got a text. Turns out it was John, so I relaxed again while he stares at his little screen.

"Eliza got a role in some new movie..." John murmured. "Pegg-"

He stopped speaking, and just glared at his screen, tears welling up in his eyes.

"What happened?!" I asked urgently, moving close to him, shoving my head into a tiny space between his chin and his shoulder so I could see his phone.

"Woah," I gasp.

John suddenly hugged me. I couldn't breathe until he let me go.

"THIS HAS BEEN HER DREAM FOR FOREVER! SHE'S GOING TO BE FAMOUSSSSSSSS!!!!!!" John yelled, getting off the bed and jumping around.

*~*

So, pretty much, I wrote a song. With my sisters.

I was the singer, Angelica helped write lyrics and Eliza came up with the idea for music. I've always known how to play guitar, ever sense I was younger, so I knew I would end up using guitar. I sat on my bed and started playing the song, singing the lyrics.

Eliza said it was so amazing that I should publish it somewhere, like on YouTube. I said no, because I was really embarrassed, so of course, Eliza stole my recording and published it anyway.

The song got so may views so quickly that I couldn't believe my eyes. Soon, I got some weird sketchy Email telling me that someone wanted to put my song on the radio. I didn't know this person, who they worked for, or anything related to music. I didn't know if they had to pay money to me to get my song on the radio, or anything.

But in the end, I had Angelica deal with it, and I was listening to my song on one of the most listened too stations. Then, I got ANOTHER Email. Someone loved my voice and wanted to write a song for me too sing. I agreed, because what else too do with my life, and now, after doing five different songs, some really official looking people wanted to hire me or something.

So I said yes, and violà! I'm making money! 

And now I'm getting pretty well known!

I kept this all a secret from John, but I finally texted him about it and can practically hear him shouting "THIS HAS BEEN HER DREAM FOR FOREVER! SHE'S GOING TO BE FAMOUSSSSSSSS!!!!!!" right now. 

*~*

And it is this time of year once again. Winter. Winter break specifically. Even more specifically, December 23rd, the day me and Alex met. It's our met-a-versary.

So, of course I had to plan something special for my little Alex bean. I think he forgot that today was our met-a-versary, as he was more busy setting up Christmas decorations in our house. 

Because it was almost Christmas, the producers of the movie let us go home for a couple weeks to spend time with family over Christmas and New Years.

"Al," I called from a chair at the dinning table.

"Hm?" He asked, still trying to put glitter on our already heavily decorated Christmas tree.

"You remember what today is, right?" I asked, totally aware he forgot.

"Christmas," He responded.

"That's in two days," I rolled my eyes. "I'm talking about today."

"Oh, today is two days before Christmas," He said simply, now turning away form the tree and looking at me in confusion.

"No, today is special, and it has nothing to do with Christmas," I laughed.

"Oh, um..." He taped his chin. "Yeah, I dunno."

"This is the day we met," I explained. "We have to do something special!"

"You remember that stuff?" Alex asked. 

"Yes, I remember the day I saw the most handsome, amazing boy ever in a Caribou Coffee," I smirked at him while he blushed.

Alex walked over and sat down on my lap, now was my turn to blush. 

"Have something in mind?" He asked, smiling up at me.

"Yes, I planned it all out," I reached over to the table and grabbed my phone.

"Where we going?" Alex asked innocently.

"Somewhere," I booped him on the nose and he grumbled at me.

"Sky Zone?" He asked hopefully.

"No, silly," I laughed. "That's for partys. We're going somewhere romantic."

"Like... Sky Zone?" He smiled widely.

"That's not romantic," I scoffed, I couldn't help smiling though.

"Okay..." Alex looked deep in thought while I texted an Uber. "OH! I know! IKEA!"

"Are you even actually trying?" I raised and eyebrow.

"Come on, IKEA was a good guess," Alex complained, but I could tell by his face that he was joking. "Strolling through the chandelier section, jumping on all the beds, playing hide and seek, pranking employees..."

"Okay, the Uber is here, lessgo," I said, and he jumped off my lap so I could stand up.

We both grabbed our winter jackets and ran down the stairs, me laughing as I tried to catch up to Alex. He gets in the Uber first, and I sit next to him, out of breath.

"For such short little legs you are really fast," I pant.

"For the last time, I'm not short," Alex complained, looking away from me and out the window.

We continued to tease each other until we arrived at the Caribou Coffee that I had found. It was away from the city, the design made it look almost like a log cabin. It was quiet, warm, cozy, and perfect. Alex smiled up at me as we wandered in and I ordered the exact thing I had gotten when we first met.

I sat down with him at a small table, and we both began to take small sips of our coffee.

"I love you," Alex smiled at me.

"I love you too," I leaned over the table to give him a kiss on the forehead.

Alex was blushing intensely as I sat back down and sipped some bore of the warm brown liquid.

"Come on," I said, grabbing his hand and standing up.

He stumbled too his feet, almost dropping his coffee, and then squeezed my hand. We smiled at each other and then I led him outside, down the side walk, and onto a small dirt path into the woods, the setting sun, that was about to begin sunset, cast a happy light through the leaf-bare trees. 

Alex suddenly looked nervous. I mean, it was getting dark soon, and we where wandering into the woods covered in snow, so I understand. We continued down the path, that was actually a mountain bike trail that was closed for the winter.

Eventually, after many hills, me thinking of all the ways I could ruin today, walking off the trail and struggling through bushes and snow, we finally reached my spot. 

"Where are w-" Alex panted, but then stopped at the sight.

I had called Hercules and Lafayette, explaining to them that it was our met-a-versary and I needed help. Laf and Herc quickly drove up to the filming site, at light speed, and helped me set it up.

Around us where huge birch trees, they weren't visible from the bike trail, I had found them while bird watching (I have many weird hobbies, Alex is usually memorizing lines while I go off and do crap. I don't memorize much, my character barely talks) there was a small clearing in the middle of the forest of trees, where a huge flat rock lay open to the sun.

The bright winter sun heated up the rock enough that it wasn't cold as we both sat on the red-white checkered blanket Lafayette brought. Next to us was a couple candles near a basket of food, because food makes everyone happy.

"This is beautiful," Alex whispered.

I brought my legs up on top of the rock, then folded them into the cross-legged position. Alex sat on his knees next to me and took another sip form his coffee cup, which was actually now empty, so he was just sucking on it.

Alex set down the cup and reached over to the basket, his hand hovering over it before he reached in.

"Is there a snake in there?" Alex asked.

"Yes," I replied seriously. "Snake cake. Cake made of snake. With frosting made of venom."

He laughed and reached in, taking out a croissant. His eyes widened and he started monching on it aggressively, it was gone in seconds. I laughed at him and he started laughing, which caused him to almost choke, but it's all fine now.

I grabbed a croissant as well and we sat next to each other, Alex snuggled up against my chest, looking up into my eyes.

Okay.

Let's do this. 

I moved my face closer to his, glancing at his lips, then back to his eyes.

Alex blinked at me curiously, and then he lifted his head up towards mine.

We both hesitated, our lips centimeters apart.

"May I kiss you?" I asked quietly.

As a response, Alex lifted his hands up to my neck and pulled my head down, my lips clashing with his.

(A/N I hope this makes up for never posting XD)