A/N: guys, I'm so sorry but this is an original idea not one by the readers. I just heard that song, "Rude" by Magic! and I had a moment of genius. So sorry, and I will be doing you guy's ideas on the next chapter.

Also, the idea box is now closed for a while. It may open up again after a finish writing the ideas, (most of you really wanna see Ellie react to stuff from Before and I have a good amount to write.)

Has anyone seen the line break button? I can't find it.

Anyway, bring on the story!

Irreverent: lacking appropriate seriousness, disrespectful.

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Prick: a man regard as stupid, unpleasant, or contemptible.

That boy again, Joel thought with a growl.

There was a teenager that was infatuated with Ellie. He was the worst boy Joel had seen in a while. His arrogance was unbelievable. The boy thought he could have anything. He acted as if he was above everyone else. The kid was stupid, and last attack, he'd hid in the safe room and pissed his pants when the bandits came for him. Unfortunately, Ellie arrived just in time to stop the bandits from taking out the trash. Since then, the brat had been obsessed with Ellie.

Joel threw open the door and glared at the boy. Wilkerson was his last name.

"Where's your daughter?" Wilkerson said, ignoring Joel's hard stare.

Though Joel and Ellie had repeatedly told him they weren't related, Wilkerson stubbornly kept his views. Moron. They didn't even look the slightest bit the same.

"Away," Joel barked. Before he could slam the door in the boy's face, Wilkerson slipped past him and walked right in.

"Don't be ridiculous, I saw her in her bedroom."

Ellie was home, except she was supposed to be in the shower. Joel felt his temper, and suspicions, rising.

"You what?"

"I saw her. You know, she hides a smokin' bod under that sweatshirt," Wilkerson said. Joel couldn't find the words to describe how furious he was, instead he settled on gritting his teeth and flexing his hands.

"Get. Out."

"Nah, I'm good. Hey, by the way, I was talking to my bro and he said I had to ask you before I started seducing Ellie."

"Fuck no!" Joel nearly screamed at him. It was one of the rare times he used a strong curse. Ellie must've been influencing him.

"Whatever, I'm sure Ellie would love to please me. Who cares what you say, old man?"

Joel had a short fuse. Recently he had been trying to lengthen that fuse. Wilkerson lit it when he walked it and the flame had just reached the end. Cocking his arm back, Joel prepared to knock the boy's teeth out.

"The fuck's going on down here?!" Ellie demanded from the top of the stairs. Her hair was dripping wet and she replaced her usual green sweatshirt with her simple long sleeved shirt. She still wore her faithful pair of jeans.

"Nothing, babe, we were just talking," Wilkerson said. He let his eyes wander shamelessly over Ellie. Joel tried not to reach over and rip the kids head off.

Ellie rolled her eyes, letting them settle on the enraged man.

"Joel, what's wrong?"

Seething, he simply glared at Wilkerson. Ellie noticed he was nearly drooling over her. She quickly connected the dots.

"Peter, I think it might be time for you to leave," she said, descending the rest of the stairs.

The ignorant prick had the audacity to actually smack her on the ass as she walked by. Ellie spun around, shocked and furious.

"What the fucking hell was that?"

"What? Don't tell me you didn't like it, slut."

Before he had the time to blink, Joel was on him, beating the living crap out of him. After he had effectively given the kid a matching pair of black eyes and a most definitely broken nose, Ellie managed to pull Joel off.

"Joel, quit it!" She yelled, standing between the two. Joel opened his mouth. Then he snapped it shut as the Wilkerson spoke up.

"Heh, knew you wanted my dick, Ellie. How could resist all this?"

The red head faced him with a sweet smile. "Yeah, you know want I gonna do with you're dick?"

Wilkerson was grinning, holding his bloodied nose.

"I gonna rip it off and shove it up your fucking ass, you sick motherfucker!"

Wilkerson, finally, realized he was in deep shit. He scrabbled to stand, but Ellie was faster. He collapsed on the ground, whimpering pathetically as he cradled his injured appendage. Ellie gave him one last kick to the stomach.

"Ellie, baby girl, I think that's enough. We don't wanna kill him."

"Speak for yourself. Ugh, I need another shower," Ellie said. She could almost feel that sick pervert's hands on her and it made her stomach churn.

Joel caught her in his arms before she slipped away. "Hey, I'm not gonna let anyone do that to you. Not that you'd need any help fending them off."

She made no comment, simply burying her head into his chest. Sniffling quietly, Ellie held onto Joel like a life preserve. Joel let her tears soak his shirt. He rubbed small circles on her back.

Eventually, Ellie calmed down. She pushed herself away from Joel.

"Thanks," she whispered hoarsely. Joel's lips quirked upward in a rare smile.

"Anytime. Go on, take your shower. I gotta figure out what I'm gonna tell Tommy."

Ellie laughed, a sound he didn't hear a whole lot anymore.

"Tell him that Peter Wilkerson is a asshole and he deserved worse than that but we held our tempers. This time."

Joel snorted in amusement as he hauled the bleeding, unconscious boy outside.