Note: Heh… this is just getting weird.

The Lighter Side

A Gunslinger Girl fan fiction by:

Sintendo

He couldn't help it anymore.

The way the object of his desire taunted him, teased him, and begged him to touch it…

Like the sirens of old; every time he passed, every time he heard the mysterious sounds of it, he felt that he needed it in his hands.

To play with it.

To fondle it.

To caress and exploit it.

He was going to burst. His trek to find a source of relief took hours, but finally, it was within his grasp.

"Excuse me," Jean asked the clerk behind the counter, "How much for one of those Nintendo things?"