By: Bright Lighted Starlight
A/N: Okay, so this is the first thing that I ever put on fanfic. So, go easy on me? Review? Also, it's mostly dialogue.
I, Bright Lighted Starlight, do not own Camp Rock or Nerdz (candy).
Nerdz
"Hey, Mitchie!" Jason asked, in his bubbly – and slightly clueless – persona. He plopped down onto the couch next to the girl he considered his "long lost little sister" – in his words exactly.
"Hi Jason." Mitchie acknowledged sadly.
"Why so blue, boo-boo?" He smiled at his use of words. He had always loved Yogi Bear, but of course, he came second right behind Big Bird. "Are you and Shane in another lover's spat?"
"No, Shane and I are perfectly fine. It's just that ... we're out of nerdz."
"Uh, well I'm sure there are more nerds in the world."
"Well duh! Of course there are nerdz, but I don't want to go out and get more. I ate them all today, so I've got none."
"What? Why are you eating nerds? Oh no! Did you eat Nate?"
"Ew, why would I eat Nate? And of course I'm eating nerdz! They taste so good."
"Oh, well I understand why you wouldn't eat Nate. He'd probably taste all sour and prune-y." Jason said. "Wait, you didn't eat Shane either did you? Actually never mind, Shane's too stupid. Um, how many did you eat?"
"I'd say a hundred or more, y'know, because they're so small."
"What? Mitchie how could you? The cops are going to come and arrest you now for murder, which means Shane will be all sad and lonely which my lead to go back to his "it's-all-about-me-you-idiot!" phase!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Murder? Jason, I'm not eating people, I'm eating nerdz! You know, those small little candy things?"
"Oh ... well never mind then."
Just something short and funny (well at least I thought it was ...). I need a pick-me-up so this is what happened.