DISCLAIMER: All the characters belong to Kevin Smith, so does some of the plot (The first part of it).

The story is centred on Banky

I use some of the lines from the film because I'm trying to make a point. I read several slash stories, some of them very good, very moving, but this is how I saw the movie. I expect flames, but this is the way I see it.

P.S. Don't think I'm in denial! :D

CHASING ALYSSA

ALYSSA " How is it that you sound like Minister Farakhan when you're on stage..."

Banky watched the beautiful blonde girl walking straight at them. Her fake-threatening air had an arousing effect on him. She was a tigress, not a pussy.

Hooper exchanged a couple of lines with the fascinating apparition, but Banky didn't understand a word of it. He could only hear her voice, her sweet, seductive meowing. He was hypnotized by her feline movements.

HOOPER Holden. Banky - this pile of P.M.S. is Alyssa Jones. She does that book `Idiosyncratic Routine'.

Banky tried to conceal the attraction and act all cool, so he said the first dumb thing that came to his mind.

BANKY I've read your book. It's cute. Chick stuff, but cute.

Holden hits him lightly. They're both used to this, since Holden acts most of the time like Banky's conscience or at least as his politically correct adviser.

HOLDEN Sorry about him. He's dealing with being an inker.

Banky knows him well enough to understand from one look and 10 words that Holden likes the girl, too. And he could never compete with Holden. Leaving aside the 20 years of friendship, Banky couldn't compete with Holden. And he didn't believe in fighting losing battles.

*But maybe she's different. Maybe she'll react to my dry humour, my cynical personality... FUCK! anything that goes beyond looks!*

ALYSSA Oh. You trace!

At this point, he starts to hate her. She didn't say it as a joke. She knew full well just how much of an insult that was for him.

*Why did I just do that? I have no reason to want to hurt him so badly. I'm not a man hating dyke.*

When Hooper and Alyssa invite them to hang with them in the city, Holden acts on his attraction, while Banky fights it.

*YES, his body screams with hate and desire. YES!! I WANT HER. SHE MAY NOT LIKE ME, BUT I'LL HAVE HER* His mind steps in promptly *SHE IS OUR DOOM. LET'S JUST STAY AWAY AND SHE'LL PASS*

Holden agrees and Banky understands him, as always, although the instinct presses him to stay out of the danger, he concedes the point to his friend. No matter how bad things get, Banky couldn't feel at peace with himself knowing he let Holden clear way to Alyssa.

He glances admiringly at his friend's perfect, standard beauty. Jesus, he's meant to be a fucking sex symbol!

~~~~ IN THE BAR, that night ~~~~~

The four of them make idle chit chat in the semi-obscurity. Banky feels the minutes going by them, while his lust keeps growing. To blow off some steam, he uses the only available way, getting into a debate with Hooper over Archie's sexuality. The sex themes are always predominant in his conversation, but tonight he is thrown in that direction. Alyssa's proximity stirs him to the verge of self-control.

Holden is completely taken by Alyssa. He can still hide it pretty well, but his expressions have no secret for his best friend. Banky can't read the girl very well, she likes Holden, but how much, he just couldn't say. One thing is certain though, she's not into him. At all.

All Banky wants is to run her hand through her golden locks, pull her hair roughly and shove his tongue inside her mouth. He wants to blow her mind with one intense, wild kiss, to make her want him as much as he wants her. Maybe more. Preferably more…

Instead, he notices Holden's mesmerised look and jumps.

BANKY (to Hooper) That's it. You.

Once he's outside, all Banky's hostility vanishes. He walks calmly alongside Hooper, arguing rationally his point. This makes it slightly less amusing for Hooper, who enjoys Banky's choleric temper. He relishes in their verbal duels. Those times alone he's a bit attracted to him and not to the quiet, solid, beautiful Holden.

But Hooper made his choice long ago. Friendship before sex. Always. He never wanted to endanger the excellent relationship he had with both of them dwelling on such thoughts.

Hooper's aberrant suppositions about the Riverdale gang take his mind away from her for a while. But the first sensation he has when they re-enter the room is *She's gone*. He sees Holden alone, with a dumb grin on his face and he accepts the cold reality. He was right, this was one of the battles he had to avoid. It spares a lot of heart ache.

~~~~~ The Studio, next day ~~~

HOLDEN Bank-Hold-Up.

Banky keeps working untroubled until he hears Alyssa from last night Alyssa?. His heart leaps and his hand freezes over the drawing for a second.

Without hesitation, Banky gives up the Canadian melodrama and an episode of "Little House" for the chance of seeing Alyssa again. This could be the last time he sees her not attached to Holden, as it is in the nature of things. When Holden bestows his gaze upon a mortal woman, the poor thing has no way out. Holden never struck out with a girl.

~~ After Alyssa's musical number ~~~

Banky is strangely happy with this turn of events. At least he'll never wake up in the morning and see her walking around the house half-naked after a night of hot sex with his best friend in the next room. At most, he was heavily turned on by the sight of the two gorgeous girls kissing each other just the way they did in his bathroom fantasies.

The discovery that the whole club is filled with lesbians frustrates him a little. However, he can't help throwing a malicious comment at Holden.

Now that, my friend, is a... (brings his fingers together, mimicking Holden) ...shared moment

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Now, it's not much of a story yet, but I'll work my way up.

It can't get worse, right?

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