Disclaimer: I do not own GS/ GSD
"Dearka, what are you watching?" asked Miriallia Haww, a.k.a Mrs Elthman.
"Sesame Seed," answered the tanned male, eyes fixed upon the TV set.
His wife struggled to suppress a laugh, "It's Sesame Street, Coordinator," she corrected smugly.
Dearka Elthman turned his eyes to her, surprised, "How do you know?"
"How can you not know?"
"I've never seen this show before."
"Elthman, have you been living under a rock?" demanded Miri, planting her hands on her hips, "Sesame Street has been airing before our mothers were born. It's a must-watch for every child!"
The blonde cast an eye at his wife's enthusiastic expression, "I take it you were a fan then," he said.
Miri nodded, "I even had a pair of Cookie Monster pyjamas."
Dearka chuckled. There were still lots to know about his wife. "I still don't see what's so great about a couple of furry-haired monsters."
"Hey, they have a name," Miri protested, "the one with the red fur is Elmo. That's Cookie Monster-," she pointed at a blue monster with a big mouth, literally, "-the big, yellow one is Big Bird. The female, orange one is Zowie. The one that lives in a trash can is Oscar the Grouch. And-."
"I get it," interrupted Dearka, "you're the biggest fan of Sesame Peak, and you memorized all of their names."
"Dearka," Miri cut in, "it's S-E-S-A-M-E S-T-R-E-E-T."
"I still can't understand what you find so fun about this show," Dearka sighed.
"It's because you're not a kid anymore, Dearka," Miri teased.
The male pouted, "Thanks for making me feel so old," he mumbled.
END
Review, don't forget. As to why he was watching Sesame Street in the first place, he was channel-surifng and just stumbled upon it. Like all humans he was curious.And yes, I'm a big fan of Sesame Street, especially Elmo! )