Pretty Guardian Tina Belcher

Writers Block

Tina sat in the living room watching Equesteanauts on the TV. It was a rerun but it was her favorite episode. The one where Chariot had been tricked by her new friend who had all along been working for the space castle of darkness. Louise came in, still half asleep and rubbing her eyes.

"Uugh, how long have you been up?" Her sister asked her.

"Since seven, I wanted to watch Equestranauts, and it started at eight but I couldn't fall back asleep so I-".

"I asked for the time you woke up Tina, not your life story". Louise sat down on the floor, legs crossed, only then noticing the Chariot doll Tina had been holding in her hand. "I thought you gave up Harriet."

"Chariot". Tina corrected her.

"Whatever".

"Yeah I did for a while but then I don't know I've been feeling...how do I put it: like a flower in the shade."

"Like a half-deflated balloon". Louise added on.

"Like KISS without makeup!" Gene ran in and jumped on the couch. "So what are we talking about?"

"Tina is feeling bummed out." Louise yelled back to Gene, changing the channel as the episode ended.

"It's not just that, all my creativity is gone." She held the chariot doll up and looked at it. The colors had faded and it's hair was a frizzy tangled mess despite her constant grooming. "I haven't been able to write anything lately, my erotic friend-fiction books have just been gathering dust!" Tina flopped down her arms spread across the brown sofa. "Eeeuuuuuuggghhhh! It's so frustrating!"

Louise finally stopped channel surfing to look at the TV guide. "So your having writers block, it happens. When you have problems you just need to look them in the eye and say GET OUT OF MY LIFE PROBLEMS! I DON'T NEED YOU!"

Tina let out a long sigh. "Thanks Louise but I don't think-".

"DO IT SAY IT TINA!" Her sister yelled. "YELL AT ALL YOUR PROBLEMS!"

"Oh uh...problems please go away."

"LOUDER!"

"Go away problems!"

"LOUDER!!!" Louise jumped up and threw the TV guide to the ground.

"Go away problems I don't need you!"

"NOW SCREAM! AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!

"Aaaaeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhhhh". Tina almost never raised her voice, and although she appreciated Louise's help it was obvious that both siblings had very different ways of dealing with their problems. Gene chimed in and all three siblings were screaming and yelling as Bob walked out of his bedroom bedroom. 

Linda was sitting up in bed. "Kids be quiet! Mommy's trying to sleep."

Bob groaned. "Is it to much to ask to be able to sleep in one Sunday morning? What are you kids doing?"

"Screaming at our problems and getting out our aggression in the only way we know how." Louise replied in a mater-a-fact-ly tone of voice.

"Why would-you shouldn't do that." Bob interrupted his own sentence and looked around the room, not noticing that Tina was holding chariot.

"Well maybe you should get us a therapist then! I have seen some stuff!"

"You know we can't afford a therapist."

"Exactly,"

There was an awkward moment of silence between Bob and Louise as her dad thought about it. "Okay". He said walking away and down the hall. "Keep yelling."