"Haha, look what Game Stop was selling for $50.00! Rock Band: Limited Edition: Winger! Hockey puck, it looks like me and you are gonna be playin' this tonight. Winner gets to kill the kids. Looser has to clean the boiler!" Freddy said, popping in the game into the PS2.
Then the door bell rang.
"JASON, GET THE DOOR! I'M TRYING TO HOOK UP THESE STUPID DRUMS!" Freddy screamed, and Jason obeyed.
Ironically, it was Kip Winger.
"Uh yeah my uh car broke down, could I uh you know crash here?" Kip asked, sounding nervous.
"Sure! We were just setting up your video game!" Jason said, as the title screen for Rock Band: Winger came up, blaring "Seventeen".
Freddy looked up at Kip, then at the video game version of him.
"Are you really?" Freddy asked, shocked.
"Yeah." Kip said.
"His car broke down." Jason said, tossing Kip the Rock Band microphone, Freddy the drum sticks, and Jason threw on the plastic Fender Stratocaster guitar controller.
"JASON! PRESS THE GREEN BUTTON!" Freddy snapped, wanting to get the game done and over with.
"Fine!" Jason said, pressing the green button.
"Kip pick a damn song." Freddy said, praying that he wouldn't have to suffer through "Easy Come Easy Go". He liked all the other Winger songs, except that one. It reminds him of too many cheerleaders.
"How about 'Madaline'?" Kip asked, looking at all the songs off the first Winger album.
"Fine." Freddy said, pressing the start button.
They played for hours on end, until they eventually beat the game.
"So this is what it's like pretending to be me." Kip said, placing the microphone on the floor.
"Yeah, pretty much." Freddy said.
"And how much did you even pay for this game?" Kip asked.
"50.00, and the instruments were not included, they were here from when I bought Rock Band."
"$50.00 just to pretend you're me? Seriously? PATHETIC!" Kip snorted, putting the game back in the case.
"But its fun!" Freddy said.
"Yeah, but it's a waste of money." Kip said, smiling. "Maybe it is...maybe it is. But it's sooo worth it!" Freddy smiled.

AUTHOR NOTE: Okay, so this is actually a really old fic, off my old DeviantArt account (Izzy-Sparks-Lover) I'm in the process of moving my best works onto my new DA account (KnightRider5150) and here.(So, NO, I am NOT coping off anyone, but myself) This thing is prob 3 years old. I wrote it in my horror movie phase, and around the time Guitar Hero Metallica came out...and games were still made for the PS2. I know how fluffy and bull-shitty this is. And how very unlikley this is...but still. It's a good crack/one shot fic. Like it or don't like, it I don't care, just don't be mean in reviews. I double grammar and spell checked it. So yeah haha. And like I said, old story. Freddy, Jason, Winger? Oh goodness...this must have been from 8th or 9th grade.