Subject: JQ: TV TIME [1/1]  ALT Qdos G

TV TIME

Rating:  ALT, Qd.  This fic has a G rating.
Disclaimer:  I do not own Jonny Quest, or anything associated with it. I 
do own Rathika.  I do not own anything else mentioned in this.  Please 
do not sue.
Archivers:  Sure, but tell me where.


     "Pass the popcorn."  Rathika nudged Jonny.  
     "Huh?"  He glanced over distractedly. 
     "PASS THE POPCORN."  She reached over him, and grabbed it.  "Never 
mind."
     He tuned back into Jonny Bravo, which was on TV.  He was sitting 
on the couch, Rathika to his left, and Jessie on his right.  Hadji was 
on the other side of Rathika.  Bandit was laying on a chair next to 
Hadji, and had fallen asleep along time ago.  Race and Dr. Quest were 
sitting next to Jessie on the other couch.  Race was reading the sports 
page, and Dr. Quest had a book.
      "You know." Rathika muttered in a low voice.  "That guy reminds me 
of someone."
      "Forget about it."  Jonny responded.
      "Hmmmm.."  She examined him.  "Impossibly blond hair, check."  
      "Is not!"  Jonny protested.
      "Too tight black shirt, and jeans?  Check."
      "Are not."  He protested.
      "Annoying?  Check.  Egotistical?  Check?  Cant ever get a date?  
Why!  Im seeing a pattern here."
      "Shut up."
      Hadji snickered.
      "Thinks hes God?"
      "No."
      "Check."
      "Stop it."
     "Terrible with women?  Check." She kept staring at the screen.
     "Im going to hurt you."
     "Cant. Easily beat up?  Check."  
     He rolled his eyes.
     "Chest hair?  Muscles?  Well!!  Ive think weve found our 
difference!!!"
     Hadji had to bury his face in his hands, he was laughing so hard.
     "SHUT UP!!!!"
::WHAP!!!!!::
     "JONNY!!!!!"
     Jonny paused, he glanced over at Race, to see that Jessie, Dr. 
Quest, and Race were all staring at him horrified.  Rathika had a 
stunned, hurt expression on her face, while Hadji was apparently 
choking.
     "Apologize for hitting her right now!" Race demanded.  He had a 
very puzzled expression on his face.
    "But, Race!  She was making fun of me!!"
     "Were you?"  Race looked doubtful.
     "No, sir."  She shook her head, a completely innocent expression on 
her face.  "I didnt think I was."
     "But, she--!!"  
     "Jonny..!"  Race warned.
     "Sorry."  He mumbled.
     "Its okay.  I forgive you."  She smiled lightly at him.  Her eyes 
teasing.
      He glared at her, and sat back down.


     After the show, the four kids wandered into the kitchen in search 
of food.  
     "Just admit it Jonny."  Rathika told him. "Im stronger, smarter, 
faster.."
     "Wait a minute here!!"  Jonny held up his hands.  "First of all, 
you arent stronger, and--"
     "Oh yeah." She challenged.  "Lets arm wrestle."
     Jonny was surprised.  He was clearly stronger than her.  "Okay."  
He shrugged.
     They sat down at the table, and held hands.  Hadji and Jessie 
watched with amused expressions on their faces.  
     "Go."  Hadji wondered what Rathika was up to.
     They pressed tightly against each other. Jonny made faces, while 
Rathika kept a neutral expression.  And then^�
     "Ow!!"
      Rathika slammed Jonnys fist into the table.  "I won."  She 
triumphantly announced.
     "No."  Jonny grabbed his foot. "You cheated."
     "How can you cheat at arm wrestling?!?!"  She demanded.
      "You slammed your heel into my toes!"
      "I did no such thing!!"
      "You did!!"
     Hadji turned to Jessie.  "Hamburger or hot-dog."
     "Hamburger."  She glanced back over at her quarreling friends.  
They were laughing now.


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