This is my way of showing love.
Her heart pounded in her chest as she circled her eyes locked on her goal. She shifted the weight onto her left foot and punched sending him staggering backwards. He recovered quickly and charged at her, his intent clear. She deflected his attack and took a few steps back in an attempt to catch her breath. The intense burning of her chest as she tried to suck in air only added to her agony.
“Give up.” His foot connected with her side.
“Great idea.” She delivers a perfectly executed uppercut to his chin that drops him to the floor. The bell rings in the distance and the fight is over.
“Hey! Don’t break my control!” she watches the brand new glow in the dark PS3 controller skitter across the floor.
“Cheater.” He storms away leaving her holding the matching joystick.
She crossed the room and picked up the controller, checking for scratches. Once she was satisfied his temper tantrum hadn’t caused any damage she sat back on the couch and set the match to replay again.
“Best 3 out of five?”
He stomped back into the room and grabbed the controller she was handing him.
“Sorry I threw the controller.”
This reminds me of when my son and husband play Mortal Combat. My son gets so mad when he wins and calls him a cheater...but its still one of their favorite things to do with each other. I like how you move form the action on the screen to the action between the two people.
ReplyDeleteAt least he said sorry about the controller..
:)