The Addiction

"FELIKS! FELIKS! WHERE ARE YOU? Zoya ran around the mansion trying to find her twin brother. She looked in all of the normal places of where he usually is and no luck in finding him. She was just about to give up.

Feliks popped his head out of his bedroom to see Zoya frantically looking for him. "Yo Zoya. I'm in here."

Zoya whipped around to the sound of Feliks's voice. She ran over to him. "Where were you? I was looking for you!" Zoya started hitting him in the shoulder.

"Zoya stop it. I was in my room. What do you want anyways brat?"

Zoya huffed. "I wanted to give you this game. My friend plays it and says it's fun." Zoya handed the box over to Feliks.

He took the game from his sister. He examined it. "World of Warcraft...?"

"Yeah. It's really fun. I've played a bit of it. You get choose Horde or Alliance. Then you choose race and then class. It's really fun."

"Well..." Feliks looked up at his sister. He could never say no to her. "I guess I could give it a try. Is it for the game system of PC?"

"It's for the PC." Zoya turned around and walked out the room.

Feliks loaded the game and created an account. He creates an undead warrior. He was having fun and getting into the game. Sometime later his mother Sora came in.

"Feliks it's time for dinner."

"Yeah sure." He kept on playing.

"Feliks come down for dinner."

"I will when I'm done playing this." He growled out at her.

"Fine." She walked out.

Sometime later Zoya came back to his room. She couldn't believe he was still playing. "Feliks were you up all night playing?" She inched closer to him.

"What are you talking about? It's not even morning."

"No it is morning. It's seven. Mom wants to know if your even going to classes today?"

"No. Going to stay here and play."

"Alright! Just don't get to into the game and ignore everyone."

Days turned into weeks. Feliks was still playing World of Warcraft. Never leaving his computer, except for food, bathroom, and the occasion two hours of sleep. He was getting too into the game. He hadn't hangout with his friends, or Zoya, and he hasn't been to any of his classes. Zoya and Sora were getting worried. Feliks did get addicted to games but, stopped after a few days. This has been going on for weeks!

There was only one person who could get Feliks away from his game and that was his father Ambrosii. But Ambrosii had been away on business, but was luckily returning today.

A few seconds later Sora tackled Ambrosii in a hug with tears in her eyes. Ambrosii was worried something terrible had happened.

He pulled his wife away. "Sora what's wrong?"

"It's Feliks."

"What about Feliks?"

"Every since you've been gone and he got this game, he hasn't been out his room. That's all he does."

"Who gave him the game?"

"I did dad." Zoya tried to avoid her father's gaze. "I didn't think he'd get addicted. I'm sorry."

Ambrosii moved to hug his daughter. "It's not your fault" Ambrosii thought for a moment. "That's it!"

"What?"

"The one way to get Feliks away from the game is to... scare him."

"Zoya get me a frying pan and Sora get me some pancakes."

"Right." Both Sora and Zoya went to get the stuff.

Feliks was still playing his game. He heard footsteps and then shuffling of feet outside his door. The noise stopped and he turned his attention back to his game. Suddenly the door busted opened and in ran his dad. He glared down at Feliks.

Feliks got nervous. His dad could be down right scary when he wanted to. "Hello son."

"Father."

"So I hear that you haven't been going to classes and just been home playing this game."

Uh..." was all Feliks managed to say.

"So that's why I have this." Ambrosii pulled out a frying pan and sat it on Feliks's keyboard. Feliks pushed himself away from his computer. Away from his sworn enemy the frying pan.

"Dad I have to keep playing."

"Nope." Ambrosii picked up a pancake and threw it at him.

"AHHH!" Feliks screamed falling out of his chair.

"Then get away from the computer and stop playing the game."

Ambrosii pulled put more pancakes and threw them at Feliks. Feliks yelled and made a dash for it. He ran through the house with Ambrosii throwing pancakes at him. Eventually Ambrosii cornered Feliks.

"You will stop playing the game. Yes?"

"Yes father."

"Good."

Ambrosii tossed the last pancake at him. Feliks screamed like a girl and passed out.