100 themes - Video Games
“What! How the…” Alex Summers couldn’t believe it. The blonde, who had spent most her time flirting with the older version of him, and the Mexican, Rictor, had just handed his head and ass to him on a silver platter.
“Pay up cutie,” Tabitha Smith grinned from where she was laying on the floor with the controller in her hand and an evil grin.
“No way, best two out of three blondie.” He scowled at her.
“Nope, one game,” She held out her hand. “Come on cute stuff, deal’s a deal. Unless you’re ready to go for the alternative,” the spark in her eyes made him quirk a brow.
“I’m going to regret it if I take that aren’t I?”
She just smiled.
“Fine,” He reached into his pocket handing over the dollar with a roll of his eyes. “Remind me never to make a bet with you again.”
“Aw, but you had fun while we were playing right?”
The teen grinned. “Now if I told you that you’d try to play me more often, and I don’t think Forge would be too happy if we broke the controllers again playing Street fighter.”
“Oh of course not, next time’s DDR kid.”
“Pay up cutie,” Tabitha Smith grinned from where she was laying on the floor with the controller in her hand and an evil grin.
“No way, best two out of three blondie.” He scowled at her.
“Nope, one game,” She held out her hand. “Come on cute stuff, deal’s a deal. Unless you’re ready to go for the alternative,” the spark in her eyes made him quirk a brow.
“I’m going to regret it if I take that aren’t I?”
She just smiled.
“Fine,” He reached into his pocket handing over the dollar with a roll of his eyes. “Remind me never to make a bet with you again.”
“Aw, but you had fun while we were playing right?”
The teen grinned. “Now if I told you that you’d try to play me more often, and I don’t think Forge would be too happy if we broke the controllers again playing Street fighter.”
“Oh of course not, next time’s DDR kid.”