Title: The Playstation: A Short Story
Disclaimer: Hey, I don't own these characters. And even Barbie is owned by
Mattel People who know me, know that. And if I *am* sued, let's hope in the
world of money, two negatives make a postive, cause I'm broker then the Grand
Canyon.
Author: Talon
Rated: PG
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"Jean-Claude, I don't like playing with you anymore. You're a cheater." Becca said.
"Oh, ma cherie, how could I cheat, I am not even pressing zee buttons!" Jean-Claude said shocked.
"You're cheating, you cheater! And you know it. Making everything all blurry when I'm playing!" Becca said, standing up.
"Jean-Claude." Anita said, reading a magazine, something she hadn't been able to do since, Edward and Donna had been trying to work things out between them. 'Quit rolling the child's mind!"
"I am not doing a zing! Ma petite, you would take a child's side over mine?" Jean-Claude said, putting the controller down.
"Aw, quit being such a big baby and play correctly." Anita said, staring at him.
Jean-Claude sighed, and picked up the controller. "I am playing correctly," he muttered.
**** A Few Minutes Later****
"Anita!" Becca screamed again. "Jean-Claude's cheating again!"
Anita looked over at Jean-Claude giving him a very stern glance. "Why can't you play correctly?"
"I am playing correctly, ma petite. I thought I was supposed to press zee buttons?" Jean-Claude said looking up at Anita with big blue eyes.
"You're pressing all of the buttons! It's not fair!"
"Jean-Claude if you keep that up, I'm going to make you play 'Barbie Mysteries.'" Anita held up the cd for emphesis.
"Okay, I will only press one button at a time. I promise."
"I'm watching you, Jean-Claude."
********* Moments After That****
"Um, Anita?"
"What, Becca?" She was annoyed by this time.
"What is Jean-Claude doing?"
Anita was afraid to turn around, but did it anyway. "Jean-Claude!"
Shocked Jean-Claude jumped up, however, his long dark curls became wapped around the wheel of the Playstation. That left the machine, dangled from his head. 'I just wanted to see if I could still hear the music if the sound wasn't on. Unfortunately, I become bonded with it, somehow."
All Anita could do was stare.
"Please, ma petite. Could you get this off?"
Little Becca perked up. "That's what you get for cheating!" She then turned to Anita. "Where's the other man? With the frothy hair? He doesn't cheat. And he doesn't get his hair caught in things!"
Jean-Claude looked at her like a deer caught in the headlights.
Becca stuck her tongue out at him.
Jean-Claude stuck his tongue out at *her*.
Becca stuck her tongue back out.
Jean-Claude had almost let his tongue poke back out, when Anita interceded. "Do it and I'll leave the game in your hair."
Jean-Claude smirked and waited.
Becca pulled on Anita sweatshirt. "Where the other guy anyway? He was cool."
"Who? Richard?" Anita asked.
"Is *that* his name? I thought his name was "God"."
"What would have given your that idea?"
Becca took a deep breath. "Well, one night I went to get a drink of water and I walked past your room. I heard you screaming, "God! Oh, God! Oh yes, God!" I just thought that was his name." Becca shrugged.
Anita turned beet red.
"Monseuir Zeeman was here?" Jean-Claude asked.
"We'll talk about that later?" She made it a question.
Becca nodded. "Okay..now I'm confused."
"Why?"
"Well, last night I went to the bathroom and I heard you yell 'Harder! Harder!' Now your calling him Jean-Claude." She turned to Jean-Claude anger on her face. "What's your *real* name?"
The End
"Jean-Claude, I don't like playing with you anymore. You're a cheater." Becca said.
"Oh, ma cherie, how could I cheat, I am not even pressing zee buttons!" Jean-Claude said shocked.
"You're cheating, you cheater! And you know it. Making everything all blurry when I'm playing!" Becca said, standing up.
"Jean-Claude." Anita said, reading a magazine, something she hadn't been able to do since, Edward and Donna had been trying to work things out between them. 'Quit rolling the child's mind!"
"I am not doing a zing! Ma petite, you would take a child's side over mine?" Jean-Claude said, putting the controller down.
"Aw, quit being such a big baby and play correctly." Anita said, staring at him.
Jean-Claude sighed, and picked up the controller. "I am playing correctly," he muttered.
**** A Few Minutes Later****
"Anita!" Becca screamed again. "Jean-Claude's cheating again!"
Anita looked over at Jean-Claude giving him a very stern glance. "Why can't you play correctly?"
"I am playing correctly, ma petite. I thought I was supposed to press zee buttons?" Jean-Claude said looking up at Anita with big blue eyes.
"You're pressing all of the buttons! It's not fair!"
"Jean-Claude if you keep that up, I'm going to make you play 'Barbie Mysteries.'" Anita held up the cd for emphesis.
"Okay, I will only press one button at a time. I promise."
"I'm watching you, Jean-Claude."
********* Moments After That****
"Um, Anita?"
"What, Becca?" She was annoyed by this time.
"What is Jean-Claude doing?"
Anita was afraid to turn around, but did it anyway. "Jean-Claude!"
Shocked Jean-Claude jumped up, however, his long dark curls became wapped around the wheel of the Playstation. That left the machine, dangled from his head. 'I just wanted to see if I could still hear the music if the sound wasn't on. Unfortunately, I become bonded with it, somehow."
All Anita could do was stare.
"Please, ma petite. Could you get this off?"
Little Becca perked up. "That's what you get for cheating!" She then turned to Anita. "Where's the other man? With the frothy hair? He doesn't cheat. And he doesn't get his hair caught in things!"
Jean-Claude looked at her like a deer caught in the headlights.
Becca stuck her tongue out at him.
Jean-Claude stuck his tongue out at *her*.
Becca stuck her tongue back out.
Jean-Claude had almost let his tongue poke back out, when Anita interceded. "Do it and I'll leave the game in your hair."
Jean-Claude smirked and waited.
Becca pulled on Anita sweatshirt. "Where the other guy anyway? He was cool."
"Who? Richard?" Anita asked.
"Is *that* his name? I thought his name was "God"."
"What would have given your that idea?"
Becca took a deep breath. "Well, one night I went to get a drink of water and I walked past your room. I heard you screaming, "God! Oh, God! Oh yes, God!" I just thought that was his name." Becca shrugged.
Anita turned beet red.
"Monseuir Zeeman was here?" Jean-Claude asked.
"We'll talk about that later?" She made it a question.
Becca nodded. "Okay..now I'm confused."
"Why?"
"Well, last night I went to the bathroom and I heard you yell 'Harder! Harder!' Now your calling him Jean-Claude." She turned to Jean-Claude anger on her face. "What's your *real* name?"
The End
