Remotes
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"Italics are T.V. Programmings"
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The stone door opened easily enough, allowing both the young brother and sister to enter into what looked like an abandoned tomb. No movement came from within the dark depths giving both of the newcomers a startled sense of relief. That was until a voice came from the shadows "Who's there?" it sounded raspy as if parched and tired. Before neither child could respond the voice spoke again "You shouldn't be here"
"Booooorrrrinnnggg"
Click
With the press of a button the image on the television screen changed from the dreary atmosphere to a more animated one. Where a painting of a pirate sang along with the voices of children.
"Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?"
"Rosette!" a violet haired man squealed from his spot within the black sofa "I was watching that". His blonde companion let a small smirk cross her face as she dangled the television remote in front of him "Not anymore Chrono" she sung. Her sea colored eyes sparkling at the look of fury on her husband's face "What are you going to do about it". She got no response, not a threat nor any indication of him moving to change the channel. He merely looked at her as if pondering something.
The blonde realized what her partner was most likely thinking. So in a way of making his task more difficult she put the remote into the pocket of her jeans. And no sooner had she done that then a body crashed into her form knocking off her seat and onto the carpeting. Giggles and laughter soon erupted from the air as the battle ensued that was until Rosette finally managed to pull Chrono's black shirt over his head and covered his face with it.
Getting up the blonde started to run out of their living room and down the hallway. Hearing footsteps behind her she knew immediately that Chrono was already on her tail. Breaking a hard right Rosette was able to make it inside their bedroom, however she wasn't quick enough to close the door on her ever agile husband. So running to the opposite side of the bed Rosette and Chrono stared at each other. Smiling a bit the blonde saw that she had stretched Chrono's shirt a bit. Minutes passed by as the opponents watched each other's movements.
Finally the violet haired man made the attempt to run around the bed. Leaving Rosette no other choice but to climb on it. However her plan was for naught since the man soon joined her on the bed. This time though it seems as if victory was in Chrono's side. The violet haired youth managed to hold the blonde's wrist above her head and into their pillows and her legs were pinned by his. A victorious smile on his face as he peered into the eyes of his defeated opponent.
Imagine his shock when he realized that the control was no longer within her pocket. Thinking quickly Chrono figured that she must have kicked it under the bed. So throwing himself off the girl he landed rather roughly next to the bed and quickly started to scan what was beneath it. Seeing the plastic appliance the young man quickly reached for it.
It would seem at that precise moment Rosette decided to land on him. Shaking him and allowing her to pull him away from the bed. Crawling towards the her objective the blonde was stopped by her husband's arm wrapping around her leg and giving her a firm pull. Nails digging into the carpet Rosette tried to continue her journey to the remote.
That was until two strong arms wrapped around her waist. Violet hair was soon all that she could see as Chrono buried his face in the crook of her neck. This stopped her completely as she let her head roll back and rest against his. Relaxing within his embrace the couple soon found themselves laying upon the floor as they forgot about the remote. As the day went on and the minutes ticked by, the couple remained upon the floor. Comfortable and at peace.
Yet, as they reached the third hour of this. Seemingly having moved positions Rosette lifted her head off of Chrono's shoulder to peer into his face "Want to go watch t.v." she asked. A smile crossed his face as he shook his head "Nah" he answered.
Rosette returned the smile "Yeah, you're right" she said as her head fell upon his shoulder once again "There's never anything good on".
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A/N
Hello once again
It seems several people saw my first one shot as pretty good. so in a way as a thank you I present you with another little nothing chapter. This actually popped out of nowhere completely and in a way is mocking the original story where they die (Dammit) I use this as a way to lift my spirits whenever I'm reminded of their tragic fate.
Well thank you and I'll most likely post something up soon
(If anyone sees this as good)
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