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The End of the Continuity, 4/10
Reply to Nicole Anell or visit her websiteAdded to the Roswell Slash Archive June 25, 2001
The End Of The Continuity
By: Nicole Anell
Disclaimer: See part one.
**Cut to Max climbing uninvited into Liz's window in the middle of the night, as she lies in bed in her pajamas. She is generally fine with this.**
LIZ: Is everything okay?
MAX: Liz, please don't say anything for a minute. There's something I have to tell you, and I just want to make sure I get to say it all, you know? Because I had it all prepared. And I don't want you breaking in and saying anything. Nothing at all. Not even right now. Because then what I say will get messed up. I need silence to say my big important monologue I am about to give you, so please, quiet down and listen and don't say a single-
LIZ: Max, it's okay! You're the only one talking!
MAX: (*throws hands over his ears and yells*) No! Shut up, shut up! You're throwing me off! I've completely lost my train of thought now! La la la la la! (*Max composes himself and remembers his important speech*) Okay, I re-read Romeo and Juliet last night, and somehow it convinced me that I want to have se- I mean, make love to you.
LIZ: You are so ubiquitous! I don't want to hear your inane comments when you're leaving out one pertinent fact -
**Max sees what's going on and quickly lifts up Liz's shirt and reveals a Courtney-esque silver switch on her back. He turns it from "Dawson's Creek - Joey Potter" to "Roswell - Liz Parker".**
LIZ: Thanks. What I meant was: I'm sorry, Max, but I'm not ready to make love to anyone at this particular stage of my life.
MAX: Oh come on, I forgave you for so many things! You know, like sleeping with Kyle... while we were broken up. And like kissing Sean... while we were broken up. And having an opinion on, like, anything.
LIZ: You see, Max? You don't want to admit why we're not together. Because the reason is YOU! ARE! RESPONSIBLE!
MAX: (*evil glare. creepy intonation.*) Well, then I guess our friendship is over.
**He storms away and goes back through the window as Liz sits, sadly remembering that she's seen him shirtless many times, and so she knows there is no dial on his own back that could be set to "Season One - Max Evans" or "Season Two - Michael Guerin". Or maybe "The Piano - Holly Hunter".**
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