GabrielleRPollack's Writing Prompt #5

"Hey, have you seen my-?"

"Whaaaat? I'd never take your super dangerous portal gun and sell it to a psychopathic alien warlord who wants to take over the world and wipe out the human race. Why would you even think that?"

McGee whistled happily as he brought some snacks into his living room. Finally, he was playing his game with someone who knew what they were doing. Someone who had played it before and didn't need any babysitting by him.

"Uh, thanks McGee," said Abby, smiling faltering as he handed over a bag of chips.

"Everything still good?" he queried absentmindedly, sorting out the snacks on the folding table he kept for this purpose.

"Um, yeah," she said nervously, her tone catching his attention. "I got past that very insistent trader, by the way."

"Great! He was getting annoying. No injuries?" McGee asked, picking up his controller. "We can actually continue on the quest now."

"Uh huh."

That was odd. She was the one who wanted to do this quest. She had made him promise not to start it without her. He shrugged mentally and hit the resume button.

Lights flickered around the darkened room as the two of them worked their way through this latest level. This was why he liked playing with Abby, she took the initiative and had the skill set, no handholding required. Also, no death threats which was an obvious plus.

Abby zapped a troll and he collected the coins. Perfect, they could upgrade their armour now.

Another trolled ambled threateningly towards them. It had an orange aura. Shoot. You couldn't kill those, you had to either trap them and run or send them to another dimension. It was a good thing they had that portal gun-

"Abby?"

"Uh huh?" she responded, not looking at him and biting her lip.

"Have you seen my-?"

"Whaaaat? I'd never take your super dangerous portal gun and sell it to a psychopathic alien warlord who wants to take over the world and wipe out the human race. Why would you even think that?" she blurted out quickly.

McGee gaped at her.

"That was incredibly specific," he garbled out.

Abby gave him a guilty look, twisting the end of a pigtail between her fingers.

He sighed heavily. One game, he just wanted ONE game to go well, was that really too much to ask?

"What happened? I left you for like two minutes!"

"It was that trader, he tricked me!"

"Why would a trader need a portal gun? They can't sell those on."

"Sure, he can!"

"He's human, Abby! They can't even hold it for long."

Abby gave him a confused look, "They can't?"

"No," McGee said exasperatedly.

Did he say that she knew what she was doing? He might have to retract that.

Abby pouted and stomped her foot.

"It was a really good disguise, okay?" She whined.

Oh yeah, he was definitely retracting that.

"Let's go back to that warehouse," he said heavily, turning his character around.

He had been so close.

"What about the quest?"

"We need the portal gun, Abby."

"We can sneak around the troll."

"Removing the troll is how you unlock the quest."

"Oh."

McGee nodded grimly.

"Yep."

Abby gave him a sheepish smile and waved her controller.

"Warehouse then?"