Yeah, Sure Whatever
Hey guys. As I have mentioned to Jazziegal123, this is a "practice" chapter. Therefore if the writing style and humor are not quite up to par, then please feel free to tell me. I am a little nervous about going back into this, especially since the stories I have been working on (If you are interested check out my profile for more info…) have been more angst than humor. And I also am not sure if I am still going in the same direction as before. However I will try, so thanks to those you have stuck by the story through all the long hiatuses and whatnot, it really means a lot.
Kylie yawned as the credits rolled up on Lord of the Rings 3, or whatever the actual movie was called. She hadn't really been paying attention; the only thing she got out of the movie was a lot of long speeches about death and something about elves. Since she really hadn't been able to make fun of Ian now that his clone was dead, she hadn't really gotten that much enjoyment out of it.
After about two minutes of credits, Kylie finally realized that Ian was asleep also. Groaning, Kylie stood up from the couch and made her way to the T.V. The second she pressed the power button, Ian jerked awake.
"Huh?" He said, and then glanced at Kylie. "Hey. What are you doing?"
Kylie snapped the DVD in its place. "Creating an atomic bomb." She said casually.
"Why aren't you on the couch?"
"The movie was done and you were asleep." Kylie turned to face him. "See? I told you those movies were boring."
"They are not!"
"I recall you falling asleep in the middle of the third one."
"It wasn't in the middle! I recall seeing Aragorn go into the cave, that's a good three-quarters in!"
Kylie stared at him blankly for a few seconds. "Wow."
Ian glared. "What, no comebacks?"
"No, I meant 'Wow': You are a LOTR dork. What do you call yourselves? Middle-Earth-ians?"
"What?"
Kylie rolled her eyes. "Do I have to explain it? Middle-Earth-IAN. Like 'Ian.'" She shook her head. "You need to go back to sleep. Your brain isn't functioning properly."
Ian blinked. "That wasn't clever. That was a bad pun."
"A pun that won't over your head, so clearly it was clever." Kylie stood up to place the DVD back on the large tower. But when she did, the tower swayed and the DVDs came crashing down.
"Ugh, Ian, look what you did!" Kylie said.
"How the bloody hell is that my fault?" Ian demanded.
"Because your moodiness is creating a bad energy in the room."
"You put the DVD on the wrong way!"
"Well I wouldn't have had to if someone hadn't fallen asleep because they forced themselves to watch a boring movie, none of this would've happened!"
"It is NOT a boring movie!"
Kylie sighed. "And now we are back to square one, thanks a lot I thought we were making sooo much progress." She raised her hand and emphasized each word. ".."
Ian shook his head. "You know what? Maybe you should have just wakened me up."
"And risk getting punched in the face? No way, my face is actually worth protecting."
Ian narrowed his eyes. "What is that supposed to mean?"
"What do you think it means?"
"Why do you have to be so annoying! Don't they teach you to respect your elders!"
"Gosh Ian, I know you are ancient but I thought I was being nice by not pointing that out!" Kylie fake gasped and covered her mouth.
Ian groaned. "You think you would know not to be a pain."
"I'm not a pain. You just can't think as fast as me so you have to take your childhood pain out on others."
"That doesn't make any sense."
Kylie walked forward and patted him on the arm. "It's ok. There is nothing wrong with being slow."
Then she walked to the couch and lay down. "Now go to sleep, it's like, five in the morning."
Ian glared again. "I tell you when to go to sleep."
"Fine Mr. Bossy Pants, can I sleep or am I just going to have to develop insomnia? Cause if I do I'm just gonna keep talllkkkinnnggg…"
"FINE GO TO SLEEP!"
"Thankyou," Kylie said, and rolled over, suppressing her laughter.
Well, how was it? I like I said above, if this chapter doesn't have same feel as the others, feel free to tell me. Feedback is appreciated since I know I said I might never update again.
