Chapter 4

I visibly shrank into the seat and took out my Wesker notebook, not the most embarrassing one, thank God, and pen. I wanted to amuse my self, so I planned on writing a silly little story. I was skimming through when I noticed something.

The night I watched Afterlife I had written in my notebook a little story about Wesker kidnapping me. I shrugged and turned the three pages of it to a blank sheet. This is what I wrote...

I was riding in the car with Wesker when all of a sudden the loony tunes show up in the back seat and are their normal roudy selves. Bugs bunny kicks Weskers seat, and tweaty bird is singing 'this little piggy.' Wesker get's mad and stops the car. He goes out, and then the back door opens. He pulls out all the loony tunes and ditches them on the side of the rode.

I close the book and slide it under the seat. Suddenly I hear chewing.

"Ahh, what's up doc?" I jump and turn around wide eyed and see the loony tunes!Tweaty is singing 'this little piggy', Bugs Bunny's kicking the seat, Sam is shooting off his gun and jumping around, Taz is chewing on the seat, the cat, (I forgot his name) is trying to catch Tweaty. Tweaty turns around and out of nowhere pulls out a sledge hammer and clunks the cat with it.

"Bad pussy cat!" The bird says.

I here Wesker growl and pulls of the road. He gets out and guess what! He opens the back door and throws the poor Loony tunes out of the car. He gets back in and we ditch the tunes. Wait, I had to do something. This wasn't normal. This shouldn't have happened. I got my notebook out and wrote in it.

Next, Betty Boop shows up and from the back seat, she runs her hand down Weskers cheek.

I close the book and wait.

'Boop, Boop, be doop!"

There, in the back seat, was Betty Boop. She wore her black hair short, and her red dress, and of coarse, her black heals. She sat up and ran her small, pale hand down Weskers cheek. My eyes widened again. I saw Wesker tighten his jaw.

Betty was making her hand go lower and Wesker looked like he had enough. He stopped again and pulled Betty out of the car and beat her face in.

With a satisfied look he came back to the car. Finding this funny I opened the notebook again. I had a idea that would be awesome on my part.

Wesker is getting really upset. After smashing Betty Boops face in he looks at me and tries to-

"Stop writing in that thing." He hisses.

I hurriedly closed the book and slid it under the seat.

"So... Is that how you got here and why you kidnapped me? I have a magic journal?"

He nods. I smirk evily.

"Don't get any ideas."

"To late." I said. He scowled and there was silence.

"So... Where are we going?" I ask.

"I don't know, you never wrote that." He said.

I grin evilly again and wiggle my eyebrows.

"No." He says firmly.

"Absolutely not."

"You better sleep with one eye open, Wesker. I could write something down when you have to sleep."

"No you will not." He growls.

"If you do, I'll rip your heart out and put it in a glass case."

"Awww, so you'll have something to remember me by! That's so sweet!" I tease.

"On second thought, I'll just feed it to some dogs."

"Jackass."

He glares at me.

"I strongly suggest you stop talking. Or I will be forced to inflict pain on you."

I shrug.

"I'll bring Leon, Chris, Jill, AND Alice into this then. See how well you handle that."

His leather hand goes around my throat.

"Okay, okay, I'll shut up!" I breathe out.

He removes his hand and I rub my sore throat.

Jeez, he is a jerk...But a cute jerk. Yea, let's go with that.