Leon speeds up as he reaches the outskirts of town; he tries to slow down, only to realize the brakes on his banged up bicycle have locked up on him. "...ah crap." Leon said calmly, as he sped towards his house and slams straight into the rusting metal fence that surrounded it; he flung straight into the air, before hurdling down and thumping straight into the ground, quite literally eating dirt. Bo looked at his adopted son through the window, before grunting, and turning back to watching TV; Nita pulled up to the house and clutched her brake, coming to a gradual halt and hopping off her bike, she walked over to Leon, resisting the urge to chuckle as her brother currently looked like the very roadkill he shoots along the highways for fun.
"Bet that hurt, didn't it?"
"OoOoOoOH YOU DON'T SAY?!"
Nita rolls her eyes, "can it, ya meathead. Are you gonna keep laying there like a sack of crap or actually get up?" She scolded; Leon grumbled before getting up and dusting himself off.
"No need to be a bitch about it, y know."
"Hey! No swearing, or I'm telling Bo!"
"He can kiss my ass."
"Don't make me tell him right now."
Leon rolled his non visible eyes; Nita took this as a challenge and began walking towards the front door. Leon quickly became fearful of Nita's actions after realizing she was actually going to tell him.
"HEY! HEY! I WAS JUST KIDDING!" He begged; Nita ignored him and entered the house anyway.
"Daaaad, where's the keys to the garage?" Nita chimed as she walked inside. "Kitchen counter." Bo answered, not looking away from the TV; Nita ran up to the counter and snatched the keys, before making her way out the door. Leon stared at her with fear in his eyes; Nita had to resist laughing. "I didn't tell him, stupid." She said, punching his shoulder; Leon clutched it as he winced in pain. "Asshole..."
"Oh please, at least I'm not a wuss."
"I am not a wuss."
"Are to."
"Am not."
"Are to."
"Am not."
"Pussy says what?"
"Huh?"
"Told ya."
Leon looked dumbfounded as Nita unlocked the garage door; the bickering between her finally clicked in his head, "hey, you just swore!"
"Oh now you just noticed, jeez you're slow."
Leon grumbled, before walking into the garage; the garage was almost as big as their living room, and it was filled with all sorts of used junk. "Watch your step, I saw the old toilet somewhere over there." Nita said, deep inside of the garage; Leon grimaced, "ugh, gross!"
"That's saying a lot for someone like you."
"I'm not gross!"
"The toilet's probably cleaner than you, at least Bo actually bothered to wash it."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"It means you smell like crusty deodorant, you biohazard."
Leon began to act like he wasn't internally crying from Nita's teasing; he didn't want her to get the upper ground either way. Without realizing, he trips over a dusty CRT TV and lands face first into a glue trap; Nita looks over at him, "I said watch your step, Cinderella.". Leon pulls off the glue trap from his face and frantically brushes his tongue off with his hands. "That was for the toilet! Does this look like a toilet to you?" He sputters as he spits out the taste of god knows what from his mouth; Nita walked over to where he was and began investigating closer.
"Hey, since when did Bo have an old TV?" She questioned; Leon looked down at the TV, "This thing's probably as old as him!". Nita chuckled, "probably."; suddenly, an idea sparked in Leon's head, "hey! Maybe if we could fix this hunk of junk up, I could have my own tv for my PlayStation!", Nita rolled her eyes, "wow, and to think I thought you wouldn't be selfish for once.". Leon grinned widely, before running out the garage door; Nita looked at him, confused.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"I'm calling the gang, duh!"
"And who's "the gang", huh Fred?"
Leon stared deadpan at her, "well, I'm calling Sandy, Jessie, and Penny over to come and check it out.". Nita raised an eyebrow, "Sandy and Jessie I understand, but why Penny?". Leon shrugged, "I dunno, she was there when I- released my frustration on the arcade machine."
"...you mean you broke it, but whatever. Go ahead and call them, I could care less."
Leon quickly ran into the house and snatched the landline from the wall. He quickly dialed the number to the store Tara worked at.
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The Static Box
Fanfiction1997, El Paso, Texas. Due to Leon's incompetence and destruction of mall arcade property (way to go, meat head), he comes up with the excellent idea to recreate the arcade game he was playing in real life! A zombie shooter IRL? What could possibly g...