Ice: So here we are, round 2. As my own ideas run out, I am taking requests and so long as you provide them, this will keep going on in 20 chapter segments. For the record, I have 11 ideas from you reviewers currently. While I do have the ideas, it'll still take me awhile to write them up… Credit will also be given to those who submit their ideas.
Now it's time for one of Kohakuhime of Konoha's ideas to get this started off
A couple months had passed and our favorite trio still hadn't entirely settled down from their usual escapades. Alister and Valon had continued to be at each other's throats, but had been doing so in the typical violent fashion. Alister would take whatever object was closest at the time and launch it at Valon's head while Raphael would just look on and shake his head in disbelief.
This particular afternoon, Valon was being a brat as usual and stole Alister's seat on the couch for the millionth time declaring himself in control of the TV. Alister had yet to leave his room, but knew he was going to hate doing so.
"Hey! You know the rule! Mutt gets off the couch!" he yelled as he finally walked into the room.
"I'm not a mutt. I can sit on the couch if I want to," Valon replied.
"Of course you can, so long as it's not in my spot and the whole couch happens to be my spot."
"Couch hog!"
"Flea-bitten mutt!"
"I'm not Joey!"
"You were still after Mai!"
"…"
"Yeah, that's what I thought. Out of my spot. Now."
Valon scoffed and shuffled off the couch to find something to eat. He hated Alister more every day for kicking him off the couch and never letting him watch what he wanted. Who gave him that right anyway? Raphael was the oldest. If anything, he should be the one to give out the power of the remote. Oh wait, he did. He didn't care and it went to the next oldest, Alister. Well, so much for that.
Gah, there's never anything I want to eat when I don't know what I feel like. I just want one day to sit on the couch undisturbed and watch some TV, is that so wrong? Valon thought.
He continued to search through every cabinet and the fridge trying to decide on something edible for lunch. It was a shame that Raphael wasn't home to cook. Valon never had a complaint about his cooking, but he also didn't have the fear that he was going to be poisoned by it one day either.
Meanwhile in the living room, Alister was getting annoyed with nothing being on TV at the time. He began to wonder why he even bothered to kick Valon off the couch to start with. Clearly it was the principle of the matter. He knew his place was on the floor, not on his couch or in Raph's chair. It's just how it worked.
There has got to be something more entertaining than this. I can't take anymore of this Desperate Housewives or this Two and A Half Men show. What is wrong with TV today? Seriously. I guess it couldn't hurt to let Valon have the TV today…at a cost… What did Raph do with that spare remote…? Alister began to scheme.
He got up and ran to Raphael's room. He tried to think where he would have put it if he were Raph. Clearly that was not working as he could never put himself in someone else's shoes as that is rather disturbing.
I mean really. Why would I want to put myself in someone's shoes? That's just creepy, he thought.
He went through the closet, every shelf, and even under the bed. He was coming up empty handed and was thoroughly unhappy with the idea. He had a small window to pull this off, and it was looking like it just wasn't going to happen. Then he had an idea. What if he didn't actually put it in his room? What if he put it in the storage closet in the hall with the rest of their useless junk?
He sprinted for the closet praying Valon hadn't heard him leave the room. He shifted everything around until he finally found his prize, the universal remote control. He ran back to the living room scanning through the instructions until he found his programming code. Jamming it in the remote, he tried to contain his grin.
Oh man, this is gonna be the best ever… I can't wait to see his face…, he thought.
The moment the TV recognized the device, he hopped up and ran for his jacket.
"Hey, mutt! I'm going out for a bit. I'll be back soon…maybe…eventually…" he trailed off as he ran for the door with the remote.
"Well, that's weird. Why bother to tell me…?" Valon said to no one in particular.
He shrugged and went back to making his nachos. He wished they had the awesome liquid nacho cheese, but alas, he had to make do with melting slices of cheese on the chips. As soon as he was satisfied with the cheesiness, he headed back to the living room. He was about to sit on the floor when he had a sudden realization.
Wait a minute, Alister isn't here… He can't tell me to get off the couch! Oh happy day, happy day…
He smiled to himself and got comfortable in Alister's seat. He took a moment to take in the glorious occasion before reaching for the remote. It didn't happen often and he wanted to have it ingrained in his memory as the day he wasn't harassed for sitting on the couch.
Yeah, that's enough. Now to eat and watch something good… What the bloody hell was he watching? Desperate Housewives? More like Desperate Alister… He needs to get laid. I mean, seriously. I at least got close with Mai and who knows how long it's been for him. That's all I'm saying. There has to got to be something better on…, he rambled in his mind as he skimmed the channels.
Truth be told, there really wasn't anything decent on that afternoon. He finally settled on an episode of Hello Kitty. He figured the damage had already been done so big deal if he was caught watching it. He started to enjoy himself when something strange began to happen.
Everything was quiet and peaceful as he snacked on his nachos until the channel changed to the Lifetime network. He looked at it quizzically wondering how that happened. He shrugged and turned it back.
Outside, Alister sat underneath the window laughing to himself. He had memorized the channels with all the shows they hated so that he could avoid them in the future. He was certain Valon would end up in tears wishing it would stop. He thought about the next channel he was going to turn to when he began to grin.
Valon was sitting happily content still in front of the TV. He wasn't sure what had attracted him to Hello Kitty in the first place, but he thought it was cute and that's all it took for him. He closed his eyes and smiled to himself enjoying the day when he heard four male voices he was certain did not belong in his show.
He opened his eyes in horror as the TV changed channels again and it was that dreaded kids' show, The Wiggles. He began to whimper and smash the remote to change the channel before it got any weirder. Sadly, it was too late and the damage had already been done for the boy.
Before he could change it, he lost it. He began to scream and ran out of the house from the sheer horror of the kids' show. Alister rolled in the grass from the sight. What started as a boring day suddenly became the best day ever. He was barely able to catch his breath when he spotted a flailing Valon running straight at him.
"Oh…shit…", he muttered as tried to get up holding his sides.
He ran for the door hoping to lock him outside. He figured it was his best chance for survival with Raphael gone for the day. Secretly hoping the blond would walk up at any second, he didn't notice Valon standing at his only chance of freedom.
"How the hell did you get in front of me?" Alister shrieked as he skidded to a stop.
"You thought you'd be funny. You thought you'd get a good laugh out of me. Now you're going to get it. The war is back on, asshole!" Valon ran towards him aiming to tackle the redhead to the ground.
Alister screeched like a little girl and took off for the giant tree in the yard. He scrambled up the branches watching the rabid Valon circle the tree. He closed his eyes thankful the boy showed no signs of wanting to climb up after him. When he opened them a second later, Valon was gone.
He had run off to the garage and found an assortment of baseballs and tennis balls that had been stored for ages. He walked out with a box full and an evil grin. He knew it wouldn't go well climbing after him, and with his height, the rake could only reach so far. If it was one thing the Aussie could do well, it was throw a ball.
"Oh please no…," Alister whined when he realized there wasn't a safe place to hide in the bare tree.
Valon threw the soft tennis balls first hoping to make the redhead fall. When he didn't, he started chucking the baseballs as hard as he could. Alister's face lit up in horror as he tried to dodge the incoming missiles.
"WILL YOU CHILL OUT DOWN TEHRE, RAMBO?" He yelled down to him.
"WILL YOU COME DOWN HERE AND FACE ME LIKE A MAN?"
"HELL NO!"
Valon threw the next ball as hard as he could. It was the best throw in his life as it seemed to curve magically in the air to find Alister's face. There was no way he could have ducked to miss the lucky shot. The impact caused him to fall backwards out of the tree.
As soon as Alister hit the ground, Valon was on him. He continued to punch while screaming at him.
"WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO IT, JACKASS?"
"IT WAS FUNNY DAMMIT AND I'D DO IT AGAIN!"
It was at this time that the older blond happened to be walking up the driveway. He was happily humming to himself when he heard shouting.
"I'M GOING TO KILL YOU! WHY DID YOU HAVE TO TORTURE ME LIKE THAT?"
"IT WAS FUNNY AND YOU KNOW IT!"
Are they really at it again? I knew it wouldn't last. Guess I should consider breaking them up…again…, Raphael sighed as he walked over.
He stood there for a moment taking in the sight of little Valon trying his best to beat up Alister. He was failing miserably, but it was quite the amusing sight. He walked over and grabbed the both of them by the back of their shirts. They immediately stopped their petty fussing to look at him.
"HE STARTED IT!" They each yelled and pointed at the other.
Raphael shook his head and dragged the two boys inside.
Will it ever end? …Probably not…, he thought, Now where did I put that video camera...?
Ice: Trying to get back in the swing of things. I did promise that it was coming back, and indeed it is. Now I think it's time hit that little button in the corner to review… Maybe? Please?