A/N; I have nothing to report of interest to report ._. You know, except 'Poor Jill'.

Omniaki78 - Lol XD! Stalker outside the window, amirite?

AllApologies451994 – Zombie butt kicking will probably commence in their minds XD Most of it's in their heads after all X3 … Or is it~?

Ditto9 – Ditto should know the lack of need to apologize to me, lol xD Not with their zombies worries, I don't think xD

XxninjabrawlerXx – We shall See :3 Next chapter :c Oh I'm so lame like that.

Stardust4 – I think most of us did X3 Oh, the good ol' days. Thank you~

Resident Evil is, luckily for all, not mine.


The clock had never felt so ignored in it's mechanical life. Didn't those two know that when the sun went down, people were meant to sleep? Teenagers these days, why, back in its manufactured day…

Neither of the two were interesting in hearing… Well, imagining the clock's life. They had just gone through their second vampire movie, quite a decent one if they were to say so. But after all of that, the two needed a bit of a break to plan the next one. Despite what many people may have thought, film watching is serious business.

Chris flicked absentmindedly through the channels, eventually leaving it on a station with ads that had no real relevance to them. He leaned forward to take a gander at what movies that had left to choose from. Jill had been right – Not all of them were good.

Jill shoved him slightly, pushing him just a fraction so she could take the can of coke he had left on the table. He snapped a quick 'hey' but gave up pretty quickly. The girl had already claimed it and was drinking down most of what was left.

Soon the ads came to an end, and Chris jolted when he heard rather suggestive sounds. He quickly looked up and the TV, suggestive images matching the sounds.

Oh, screw it. It wasn't suggestive at all. He had no idea that he was actually able to get a porno channel with the cable TV. What number was this channel? He would have to take it down.

"W… What the hell is going on there?!" Jill choked, covering her mouth to avoid spilling too much of the coke she had been drinking. Chris sat up, looking at the shocked girl. Was she kidding? The shocked expression on her face was legit. Chris put his hand on Jill's shoulder, clearing his throat.

"You see Jill, when a man and a woman love each other very much…" He began, sounding very serious and stern.

"Jesus Christ!" She exclaimed, tensing up like a cat.

"Oh please, in another year you'll love the stuff." Chris scoffed. He grabbed the remote and turned the volume up.

"Chris, put on another movie!" Jill demanded loudly over the TV, covering her eyes. She wanted to cover her ears, too, but with a lack of hands that clearly wasn't possible.

"Hm, I haven't figured out which one to put on yet…" Chris stated with a smirk. He wasn't blind; he could see the very clear opportunity in front of him to torment Jill just that little bit. Hell, a lot by the looks of her already. Just a bit of fun for him.

"C'mon, hurry up! Any one!" She shouted, turning away from the TV and fidgeting awkwardly, her foot tapping on the carpet impatiently.

"Even Bled?" He asked, leaning over to poke her ribs. The young girl simply cringed, pressing her hands against her head harder.

"Oh, please… No, not Bled…" She whimpered. As tragic as it was, wile she didn't have the TV remote, she was at the lad's mercy.

"Hm, choices choice…" He said, just managing to stifle his laughter. He pinched her ribs instead this time, causing her to raise her legs onto the couch and kick him in that arm as retaliation.

"Please Chris, come on!"

"Hmm... Oh, my arm, I doubt I could ever open a DVD case now!" He said dramatically, bursting out laughing and leaning back against the couch's arm.

"You're such a prick!!" She shrieked, sitting up. She basically pounced on him, catching him completely off guard and punched him in the chest. Oh, the violence she could display on a night like tonight! Chris grabbed her by the shoulders, managing to shift her just slightly, despite her struggling, to the glare of the TV.

The sounds from the TV hadn't subsided, and neither had the visuals. The poor girl froze, Chris taking the chance to push her off of him and onto her half of the couch. She was quiet, wide eyed, just managing to keep herself up. But within a few seconds she jumped off of the couch and dashed out of the area.

Chris jumped when he head the slam of one of the house doors, though couldn't figure out where exactly she had run off to.

At least, not until he heard her emptying her stomach. This time he cringed, feeling bad for how bad her esophagus would burn when she was done. Maybe he had been just little bit too much of a prick…

After a few minutes he wished more than anything at that point in time that Jill wasn't so audible. Just hearing her made him gag, despite knowing his stomach was far stronger than hers.

He just tried to concentrate on the TV, which really shouldn't have been that hard. Well, it seemed to work after a few minutes. However, he was snapped out of it quiet quickly.

By a loud drawn out scream, at that.

"Fuck, Jill!!"