Alfred and Shelby, along with her two sisters, Michelle and Alexis, were down in their basement playing a round of Just Dance. Besides the fact that he had to watch his mouth around them, America loved hanging out with Shelby's younger sisters. It was nice to be surrounded by people that treated him like a normal human teenager.

The two girls were quite different from Shelby- personality-wise, that is. Michelle was much more social than Shelby and a lot nicer. The only people she seemed to not get along with were her sisters. On the other hand, Alexis had a bit of an attitude problem and a big ego. Despite this, she only snapped at her sisters if they said something rude first. Other than that, she was rather wild and crazy.

The two younger girls had competed against each other first, leaving America and Shelby next to play. After dancing to 'Tick Tock' by Ke$ha, Michelle took the victory, causing Alexis to storm upstairs in embarrassment.

Michelle tossed Shelby the remote, plopping down on the couch as her older sister stood, glancing over at Alfred. "You can choose the song if you want." She offered, but before Alfred could look, footsteps began coming down the stairs and Shelby's mother peered down.

"Hey, I'm not making dinner today. Dad's getting Marinia's, so what you guys want?" She questioned.

"McDonald's!" Alfred exclaimed excitedly.

At the same time, Shelby spoke. "Wendy's."

Alfred blinked, glancing over at Shelby. "What did you say?" He questioned in confusion. "I could have sworn you said Wendy's instead of McDonald's. But you said McDonald's, right?"

"... No, I said Wendy's." Shelby stated.

"What? But, but McDonald's is the OG fast food place! That's like treason, dude!" America exclaimed. Michelle began laughing as Alfred took a step back. "It's like I don't even know you anymore." He whispered in horror.

Shelby rolled her eyes. "You're being dramatic, Alfred. It's just food."

"Just food. Just food? I suppose oxygen is just a gas, or sunlight is just heat. Food is so much more than-"

"Okay, okay!" Shelby snapped in irritation. "Get Alfred a freaking BigMac, mom, before he has a heart attack."

Alfred smiled in satisfaction. "And fries, please."

"Shelby, don't be rude to your guest. You and Michelle can just text me what you want. I'm leaving." Her mother stated, before heading back up the stairs.

When she was gone, Michelle was the first to speak. "I didn't know you were such a pushover, Shelby." She teased. "Since when do you give other people what they want?"

Shelby huffed, her cheeks turning slightly pink. "Shut up. I'm just being a good hostess."

"And a good girlfriend." Michelle snickered.

In a blink of an eye, Michelle cried out in pain as Shelby's knuckles cracked against her arm. "We're not a couple, dumbass." She snapped. "Go upstairs if you're gonna be like that."

"Awww, she was just messing, Shelbs." Alfred laughed.

"You can go upstairs too." Shelby muttered.