A/N: it's a Sunday, I'm sick, and it's nice outside. Lucky. Me. OH CRAP! I STILL GOTTA WRITE MY HEROES SERIES! That'll be started after this. I have a whole day filled with nothing but roleplaying and writing…
Disclaimer: own nothing. Let's see what I have written down around here that I could use… hmmmm…
Gwen stabbed at the soup in the bowl in front of her. "This isn't working," she snarled, stabbing at it more.
All she'd wanted was an innocent bowl of chicken noodle soup. Was life ever easy? Of course not! She couldn't eat soup because her spoon had a hole in it. And being sick also meant her eyes were stuck shut because of all the sucky sickness crap that came along with being sick. So could she have a bowl of soup? NO! GWEN COULDN'T HAVE HER BOWL OF SOUP! EVEN AFTER KEVIN AND BEN HAD BEEN NICE ENOUGH TO SPEND FIFTEEN MINUTES JUST TRYING TO READ THE INSTRUCTIONS AND TO FIND THE MICROWAVE AND FIGURE OUT HOW IT WORKED, SHE STILL COULDN'T HAVE HER SOUP!
Kevin and Ben looked at her blankly. The dark teen took a deep breath and managed to get up all his courage so that he could tell Gwen one thing. "That's a fork."
"YOU GUYS GAVE ME A FORK?" she howled furiously.
They both yelled at the same time and cringed away from Gwen, eyes widening as they looked at each other with shocked expressions. "YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO EAT SOUP WITH A SPOON?"
A/N: quick, cute, boys being idiots. What could be better? Review! Thx!
~Sky