Got Game?
"You were supposed to push!"
"I did," Keiko protested.
He leaned over. She pressed O.
Yusuke gawked at her. "You didn't."
She sighed and put the controller to the side. "Push, shove, does it really make a difference?"
Tick.
Tick.
Fardin' cave! Why the hell are their so many freakin' land mines?
Why the freak is she able to doge them all, but can't pick up the one Easter egg that will save their life?
Why the freak are all the bonuses on her side anyway!? Where's his love!
"Yes, Keiko! You don't understand!" He pulled his hair. If he didn't beat Kurama's high score by sundown, there'd be consequences. The last time he lost, Kuwabara forced him to perform for the homeless in a hula shirt. Although it probably lightened his sins in the Big Book, he didn't like the idea of losing-especially to Kuwabara-and feared (no, KNEW) the punishment would be much worse.
In his stupidity, he thought two heads were better than one.
The hands of the clock were already approaching six!
"Yusuke, it's a stupid game." Keiko reasoned. Too bad her reasoning lately was complete shit!
"I should've known you can't trust a nerd with a console," the boy grumbled picking up the console. He stared at the screen wondering whether to continue with one life or to restart.
"What did you call me?" She sounded offended, but hell if he cared. He should be the one taking offense to her lack of gaming skills. How could someone be so good at volleyball, but have suckish eye-hand coordination in a video game? If anything it should make her better, but no!
A bead of sweat accumulated on his face. Damn this game to hell! He should have played something different like Pac-man! Even Keiko could get that!
Yusuke snarled as he died again. She jinxed him! "A nerd. A person with a book so close to their face that reality becomes a lecture."
"Is that really how you see me?" The girl huffed. Keiko couldn't understand how a pixels on a TV screen were more important than bettering one's education.
Or at least cleaning the house. Seriously, the place was a pigsty.
"If you need to ask."
"I'll have you know that I'm plenty cool."
"Cool people don't need to say they're cool. And they sure as hell don't add 'plenty' before it."
"Is that right Mr. Ego?"
No, he wasn't taking the challenge. "I'm stickin' to one player."
"Let's play one more time." Keiko urged.
"Hell no! 'nother five points and I'll be ranked a greenhorn. I ain't no greenhorn!"
"Move over!"
Yusuke sighed. He gave in. "Don't you have a paper to eat or somethin'?"
"Afraid I'll beat you?"
He eye-balled her. "At your level, you couldn't make it out the tutorial."
"Try me."
He just rolled his eyes.
Five minutes later and she couldn't do a combo right. She be damned.
"Bee Boop Beep," Yusuke mocked, "You Beep Suck!"
"When it comes down to it, you're still wearing the hula skirt." Keiko deadpanned.
Sundown.
A one thousand yen bill was between her fingers.
Remember kids, don't hate the game.
Bash the players.