Disclaimer: The Real Adventures of Jonny Quest does not belong to me...I am making no money from this endeavor...
Jessie grimmaced as her formerly relaxing breakfast was interrupted by a screeching falsetto voice that was yelling directly into her left ear.
"Hola, chica!"
"What the-"
"My name eez Juanita Valdez-I am from Colombia!"
Jessie jerked around to glare at Jonny, only to come face to face with...
His hand.
Only, now it was no longer just his hand; it now had crudley drawn eyes, lips, and red yarn for hair.
She blinked.
"Would you like some cafe con leche? Or perhaps you would be interested in a taco!"
Jessie's face reddened from a combination of anger, embarrassment, and indignation. Jonny was known for pulling some outrageous stunts, but this was just...Just...
Demeaning.
"Taco-taco! Burrito-burrito!"
"JONNY!"
"Spicy taco kee-sees! I like to eat my tac-OW! Oh god...What are you doing! No! DON'T!"
SLAM!
"AAAAAIIIIIGGGGGHHHHH!"
Jessie sauntered out of the kitchen, satisfied.
A few minutes later, Dr. Quest entered, to see Jonny curled up in a fetal position, clutching his hand.
"Jonathan...What on earth happened to that cupboard! It's been broken completely off its hinges!"
Jonny said nothing from his position on the floor. Only whimpered.