"The Samurai spies it's prey,"
"The Samurai pounces!!!!"
"Aw man, the Samurai misses."
Ben threw the game controller onto the seat next to him.
"Give it a rest Ben, you know that you completely suck at that game."
"Shut up Gwen, you don't know the first frickin thing when it comes to this game."
Gwen held up a small book.
"Actually, I think I do."
"Gwen, what's that?"
"This, my little brainless friend, is the instruction pamphlet to the game."
"This game came with instrutions?"
Gwen just stood there smirking at him.
"Gimmy it."
"No, why would I give to a dweeb like you?"
"Urg..."
Ben looked down at his feet,
"Hey Grampa, where are we going any way?"
Ben looked up to see the still smirking Gwen.
"What?"
"Oh, nothing, it's just that you changed the subject becuase you know I'm right."
Gwen stuck her toung out, then walked over the refrigerator.
"I'll be turning into Upckuck now."
Gwen spun around.
"What, no, please no."
Now Ben was smirking.
"Give me the instrution book and I won't."
Gwen took a minute to think things over then handed the book over to him.
Ben took it greedily then started his evil laugh.
"Hey, Earth to doofuss, you sound really lame when you do that."
Ben stopped, looked at Gwen, then he Angrily went and sat in the passanger seet.
After what seemed like ages (it was really only 5 minutes) Ben turned to Grampa.
"Soooo... Where are we headed to now?"
"Cina."
Ben nodded then relized what he had just said.
"What, CHINA???"
"Well, Cina town in sanfransico."
Ben scowled.
"Oh, that's boring."
"Who knows Ben, you might like it,"
"Riiiiiiight."
"I was also planning to stop in oregon for a day or two to see a Shakspear play: Middsummer's night dread... dream."
"Riiiiiiight."
"Can you say anything other then Right?"
Gwen had popped in between the two seats.
"Riiiiiight."
this is the wrighter speaking: Sorry, the ending's really abrupt, but if i had to find a perfect stop it could take me ages... so... yeah
Please R&R