Okay. I tried to sit down and write and another chapter for "Nothing can tear us apart" but I had a huge writers block so this is what I wrote instead. It's my attempt at a dialogue story and curing my writers block – both of which I cannot do. So enjoy…I guess?

Warning: This will be the stupidest fanfic you will probably read. The humor will be incredibly cheesy and most of you will not even laugh. So sorry…lol.


"Did you just slap me?"

"Why yes Jack, I did."

"I thought little Kimmy got over her anger issues and internal problems."

"…."

"OW! Was that really necessary Kim?"

"Did it hurt?"

"Uh YEAH!"

"Then yes, yes it was."

"I'm starving!"

"Let's make something to eat then."

"Kim you can't cook, even if your life depended on it."

"Yes I can! You ate my brownies I brought to the dojo yesterday!"

"Actually we fed them to Tootsie. Tootsie even spit them out and ran away."

"Well… okay I can't cook brownies but I can make anything else!"

"Is that a challenge?"

"Yeah it kind of is! You make pancakes and I will make some then we will see whose are better!"

"Okay Kim my whatever you say."

"…."

"Kim?"

"Ugh. WHAT? Can't you see I'm trying to make pancakes!"

"Kim… turn the stove on first."

"…. I knew that."

"…."

"OW! Jack why do you always insist on throwing stuff in my hair?"

"Because you get so mad and your face is priceless!"

"…."

"What was that for?"

"Just testing your theory. And by the way you're right. Your face was priceless!"

"Did you just admit that I was right?"

"Don't get your hopes up it probably won't happen again."

"You know you really hurt my feelings sometimes."

"You have feelings?"

"Just because you don't, doesn't mean that I don't."

"…"

"OWW! That hurt…AGAIN!"

"No. I think I have feelings because when I hurt you I did feel something."

"Guilt?"

"Pride."

"That's cold."

"Whatever. Are you almost done yet?"

"No. Each and every pancake is a work of art and needs time and affection unless –"

"Jack! We aren't on a cooking game show! Just finish the damn pancake!"

"…."

"What?"

"I bet I would kick your butt on the game show too."

"…"

"Okay that hurt… but I deserved it."

"You ready yet?"

"You have the patience of a two year old."

"…."

"Kim. Kim. Calm down! Lower the spatula and set it on the counter like a good girl please. We don't want this to get ugly."

"Why should I?"

"Umm I love you?"

"…"

"Thank you. Was that so –"

"…"

"Holy cow! I think I'm bleeding! You hit me with a spatula… I can't believe you actually hit me! Kim on the right side of my face I can only see RED!"

"Better?"

"Why would you smack we on the left side?"

"To make it even… duh. If you only see red on the right, you might as well see red on the left too."

"I will get revenge for this Kimmy."

" Let's taste the pancakes."

"…."

"…."

"Oh stop being a baby Jack! It wasn't that bad! Did you seriously have to barf on my new converse!"

"I think I just tasted the end of the human survival."

"Like yours is any better!"

"…"

"Oh my god."

"Good isn't it?"

"Pshh no!"

"…."

"Don't give me that look! Okay I'll admit I've tasted worse."

"Same here…I tasted it five seconds ago to be exact."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"I will put this as delicately as possible…. starving kids around the world would probably rather eat dirt than your cooking."

"You are a real jerk!"

"At least I can cook!"

"…."

"…."

"Touché."


Pointless, Stupid, Retarded. Yeah those are just a few words that popped into my head while rereading this. But tell me what you guys think! Review and state all the reasons you think I should be banned from this site because I can't write. Lol ;)

I will try and update "Nothing Can Tear Us Apart" soon!

~Britney