Hi there! Mysteria Pearl here once again with another really stupid-- yet humorous-- fanfic. This was a dream. I woke up at around two am and decided to write it down before I completely lost it. At the time I wrote it, it seemed completely logical and then, just a few minutes ago when I read it again, I couldn't believe how-- er. . . Illogical it was. Gaara's a little. . . OOC and I've paired him up with another one of my OC's. So. . . Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the show Naruto or Gaara. If I did, Gaara would smile more often and would be in the show way more often. I do own Koko, though. And I own the plotline. So, HA!

Now please: Enjoy! OR ELSE!

Summary: Who knew Gaara could fix a TV's reception. . . Well. . . After a few tries.

Gaara sat down on the couch in front of the television. Somehow, Suna's new secretary convinced him, the great Kazekage, to watch one of the last episode of "Family Matters" with her. . . You know, the one where Laura tells Steve that she wants to marry him? Back to the point. That delicate girl with the red braids was so persuasive. Well, first off, she had begged him, glomped him, dragged him, bound and tied and gagged him, and somehow, managed to make such convincing puppy-dog eyes that he just couldn't refuse.

Not that Kazekage Sabaku no Gaara-sama could possibly like her. Okay, he was head over heels for her. But that wasn't the point.

Koko, meanwhile, was gripping her teddy bear (It was actually Gaara's. Yessiree, she found ALL the itty-bitty teenie-tiny pieces and sewed them back together 0o) And you know what? Gaara was actually getting almost. . . Comfortable. She had curled up against his side and every so slowly, without even breathing, he lowered his arm around her.

Laura: "And Steve. . . I want to marry you. . ." POP! SIZZLE! KABLOOIE! (Wow, I just ran out of explodie adjectives. XD) The TV turned off. Gaara's forehead (I very well can't say eyebrows, can I?) knitted itself and the picture word on his forehead rippled a bit. A small line of sand ran from his gourd, that lay beside the couch, to the television, clicking the power button On and Off a few times.

Could he have gotten some sand in the television by accident? No way, he retracted all of his sand to make sure, though. Nope, not a single grain missing. He pouted at the TV and simultaneously, sand covered the black box.

"Don't smash it, Gaara! It's got the rented DVD in there!" Koko said as she grabbed his hand. Gaara's heart almost stopped. Yes, Gaara has a big heart. Granted, it's a loaner from Frankenstein's lab, but eh.

"Humph," he said grumpily as he had to stand up and leave the warmth of the fourteen year old girl who had previously been all but hugging him. He stood in front of the television. Ha, he had no clue how that thing worked, or anything like that. But he was the one who would have to do it. For goodness' sake, it was 2:05 in the morning. Not like a TV repairman would just waltz right in at two a.m.

He scowled at it, hoping that his glare would scare it. But that was ridiculous. . . Right? After thirty seconds, he decided. Yep. That was definitely ridiculous.

He gave up and just kicked it. Almost immediately, the picture reformed on the screen. Too bad, it was only the ending credits. Koko pouted,

"Aww. . . And I wanted to see the entire ending!" Gaara sat back down next to her.

"Hmmn. . . Maybe I should have reminded you that I'm a technology expert. . ." Koko said after a moment.

Gaara chuckled under his breath. Yes, surprisingly enough, he also had a laugh box. Transplanted from Dracula, no less, but eh.,

"Next time, I should really read over my employee's résumé's before I hire them."

Yay! Now was that a total waste of your oh-so-precious time!? I hope not!

PLEASE REVIEW!

Thankies,

Mysteria Pearl