Hello all! I watched Benny and Joon for the first time the other day and when I went to my friend's house I got bored and decided to write something about it! So, please read and tell me what you thought!
Peace!
"Joon!" Sam shouted up the stairs.
"I'm here!" He heard a clambering of footsteps and soon Joon's face appeared on the top of the stairs.
"Sam, I didn't expect to see you here," she said as she wiped her hands on her already dirty smock.
"I brought flowers!" Sam exclaimed as he whipped five pansies out of his jacket pocket. Joon's eyes lit up with excitement. She took them carefully, trying not to squish the beautiful petals.
"I have just the place for them," she said happily. Joon led Sam to her painting room and placed the flowers in a glass of water she had been drinking out of moments before. She stared at them for a moment longer before turning back to Sam.
"Why are you here?" she asked.
"I wanted to see your new apartment," Sam said moving closer to Joon and trying to look inconspicuous.
"I love it. Benny found it for me!"
Joon pranced around the room while Sam watched her. Finally he gave in and joined her. After about ten minutes they both collapsed on the couch.
"Want some toast?" Sam asked. Joon nodded excitedly and went to go get the ironing board.
"Here you go," she said, handing it to him. Sam had already went and gotten the iron.
"CRAZY CAR!"
"What?" Joon asked Sam with wide eyes. Sam stared back at her and frowned.
"I don't exactly know. I heard it from a movie once." Joon made a small note of comprehension and se went to go plug in the iron.
PSH!
PSH!
PSH!
"Ouch! It bit me!" Joon suddenly shouted after they had already toasted several pieces of toast.
"Where!?" Sam asked hurriedly.
"That," she said hostilely, pointing at the iron.
"It bit you?" he replied, rather confused.
"Never mind," Joon said absently.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Sam asked in concern. Joon stared blankly at the toast on the iron board before pointing at it and saying, "Fire. The toast…is on fire."
"What? " said Sam.
"I said the toast is on fire," Joon repeated unperturbedly.
Sam looked down and saw that he had been holding the iron on it for too long.
"Uh…" the two just stared at it for a moment until the sprinklers overhead caught the smoke and turned on. The fire was extinguished almost immediately, being very small but Sam and Joon were soaked.
"I didn't do anything wrong!" Joon exclaimed up at the ceiling.
"They turned on because there was a fire," Sam gently explained. Joon looked back at him, her eyes wide with concern.
"Fire!? Where!?" she screamed. Sam sighed.
"It's gone," he said.
"Oh. Don't scare me like that," Joon muttered. Then picking up a piece of toast she said rather sadly, "Our toast is all soggy."
"It's okay, Joon. We can make some more," Sam smiled.