Fanfiction
By Fiero
Reno was pecking on his dorm computer; a cold Dr.Pepper on his left. Sid Zweibel was sitting nearby at his piano plunking away on a song for the next Hong Kong Cavalier album.
After a few minutes, Sid stopped playing. He was quiet for a few seconds. Without looking from his monitor Reno asked, "Hey Bud, why'd you stop? That was a pretty cool tune."
"..can't concentrate." replied Jersey.
"We all get mental blocks one time or another."
"Maybe I need a break."
The lanky cavalier walked over and peeked at the screen. "What's that you're working on?"
"Oh, just filing some more stories for the Bunkhouse archives."
"You mean our Banzai Institute adventures?"
"Hmm, you could say that. This is fan Fiction I've collected off some Banzai website."
"Really?"
"Rawhide wants me to categorize & file these stories... Billy was nice enough to set up a new Folder for this."
Just then Perfect-Tommy walked by the door. He noticed Jersey laughing with Reno. He walked in, curious _expression on his face.
"What’s so funny?"
"Hey Tommy!" replied Sid. "Reno’s' just documenting some of our excursions."
PT quickly scanned some text. He was speed reading; being the short attention guy he was.
"Hey, I'm not that arrogant! Why did you write all that junk? Look at this, I'm playing a Game boy in this page! Don't you know I upgraded to X-box? And I would NEVER wear corduroy pants, I don't believe this entry--Tommyboy is scolding me AGAIN on paragraph 13, This makes me out to be incompetent, I mean, she's not THAT much of a nanny?"
"Huh?"
"That! What you got written down on the screen!"
Reno closed his eyes and breathed heavily. He was annoyed he had to stop typing.
"For the second time today, this is FAN FICTION."
Perfect-Tommy was now scanning page 5, he was depicted dating 3 girls at once, driving a `58 corvette and shooting his way through an army of Xan ninja terrorists, - solo.
His temper eroded as his mouth curled, forming a little smirk. The young Hong Kong Cavalier blurted out.
"oh... Very well. Carry on."
With that he walked out of the room.
Jersey shook his head and returned to his bench.
"I think my concentrations' back."
He commenced playing the piano keys while Reno picked up his Dr. Pepper and enjoyed a cold drink.
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