[Closed] Video games, go!

[knight_2000]

Who: Kenzi (sawyourwolfjunk) and Kitt (knight_2000)
What: Video games
When: Right then and there
Where: Their room. 601
Rating: PG?

For some silly reason, Kenzi actually thought she might be able to best Kitt at video games. KITT! Former computer? It was going to be a bloodbath.

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[sawyourwolfjunk]

She only half-filled it this time, surprised at how hard two mugs had hit him. She wanted him drunk, not poisoned. So she kept her eye on him, but not in any way that was mother henny or anything. Nooooo.

[knight_2000]

He was gulping it down almost as fast as she filled it, ever since the first few sips had warmed him. That comfortable feeling, like a safe and well-loved blanket, was something he wanted more of. More alcohol meant more feeling. He turned on the puppy eyes for her to finish filling it up all the way.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"In a bit," she said, not the slightest bit affected by puppy eyes. Well, maybe a little, but not enough to risk his health by overboozing him. "C'mere," she said, patting the couch beside her. She would, of course, totally abuse this as cuddle time.

[knight_2000]

He pouted, making full use of his ability to do so. ... But sitting next to her was good too. He smiled brightly, taking her up on her offer, settling down in beside her - but not before finishing off the refill in two big gulps.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

She smiled and shook her head, pulling his arm over her shoulder and curling up. "You liking the movie so far?" She'd put the bottle far enough away that he couldn't reach it without making her move, and she wasn't moving.

[knight_2000]

His sadness only lasted momentarily, quickly forgotten. He turned to look at her, a little bleary-eyed but still following along. "Mmmhmm. Lots of action. Make the sounds again." Happy smile.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"I will when they're driving. They're gabbing right now." If he was going to be this amiable all the time when he drank, maybe she should figure out a way for him to do it more often. Because he was... sweet, like this. She smiled up at him and tapped his nose. "Meep meep."

[knight_2000]

"Oh." He turned to face the movie, saw them talking, and started giggling again, harder when she meeped his nose. "You sound like the Roadrunner!" He liked cartoons, what could he say?

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"I didn't figure you for a toon lover. You surprise me, Kitt." That he liked classical and all that jazz had her thinking he was too sophisticated for cartoons.

[knight_2000]

He sat back, one hand going to his chest, looking mortally wounded. "I will have you know that." His words were a little slurred as he gathered his thoughts. "I spent many nights alone in parking lots with only television for company." One watched what was available late at night. Cartoons, B movies, he was practically a connoisseur.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Well, pardon me," she said, eyes wide and lashes fluttering up at him. "You usually have such a big stick up your butt, it's hard to imagine you having fun."

[knight_2000]

"Where?" He looked confused, frowning suddenly as he looked over his shoulder. Oooh, shouldn't have moved that fast. Whee, room spin! He grabbed onto her, using her to recover his equilibrium, then smiled broadly at her.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

She watched him waver, shaking her head. "It's a figure of speech, Kitt. Means you're uptight."

[knight_2000]

"Oh." It was a tough job, being a bodyguard and backup to someone all day. Wouldn't do to let down his guard - what if something happened?

That would have been his reply if he were more sober. Since he wasn't, he just made a vague 'pffff' sound and waved his hand in front of his face dismissively.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Don't you 'pff' me," she said, swatting at his hand. "You're a human now. You have to loosen up. Breathe. I promise it won't kill you."

[knight_2000]

Yeah, well, he was going to try to bite her fingers if she kept swatting at him. Like an annoying little buzzing fly. "I am very loose. Look, the cars!" He made the sounds on his own while he pointed at the screen.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

Try it and see what happens, Kitt. She rolled her eyes when he went back to acting like a ten year old boy, but she played gamely along, making the noises, complete with screeching brakes. "You're so uptight, I could shove a lump of coal up your butt and get a diamond in a week."

[knight_2000]

Hey, this movie and his drinking was her idea, and if she wouldn't let him drink anymore, he'd make car noises. He was surprisingly good at it.

That was funny. That made him laugh again. She was funny. He almost dared her to try. He patted her thigh with amusement. "We wouldn't need jobs then!"

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"No, I guess we wouldn't." Okay, he was totally bombed if he was laughing his ass off at that. No more drinkies for mister drunkface. "But then you'd whine about the pain in your ass all the time."

[knight_2000]

He leaned back into the couch, sprawling like a cat. "You could kiss it and make it better." He swung his head to look at her, a beatific smile on his face as he held up his hand. "Just like with this."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

She looked at his hand, then back at him. Then she swatted him and started tickling him. "Don't you tell me to kiss your ass, you... brat. I'm the queen of sass. You don't get to sass me back."

[knight_2000]

He dissolved into a mass of laughter that only heightened the slur in his voice as he went down, helpless to fend her off. "Kiss my ass, Your Highness. Ass of sass."

[sawyourwolfjunk]

"Oh, you're gonna need it," she muttered, wriggling to try to turn him over so she could spank said ass.

[knight_2000]

Well, at least she hadn't insisted on the Speedos yet. His brain was fuzzy, like someone had wrapped it in cotton balls, but he still managed to sense his danger. Smiling fiercely, he started fighting back, trying to grab hold of her upper arms so she couldn't turn him over.

[sawyourwolfjunk]

And now came the drunken tussling. "You're going down, you evil carface." She continued to try to tug and twist him over, tongue poking out with the effort.