-Oh Sallyyyyyy! –Mikel shouted singing.

-
-Yes Mr. Loconte?
-Bring me some doughnuts, I’m hungry! –Mikel said while he closed the door of his
office.-

*****
-And when exactly did I assign you this article? –Geraldine asked flatly while sitting
in her chair, she hated when journalists came to her with lame excuses, she also
had other things to do, but job was job.-
-I… I know but…
-Answer me, I asked you something.
-Two weeks ago.
-Exactly. –She said while sipping her tea.- Two weeks for you to have the biggest
article of this month’s magazine finished. Two weeks you spent chatting with your
friends and playing stupid little games online!
-That’s not true Miss Geraldine, I…
Geraldine stood up and got closer to the journalist.
-Have I mentioned before that apart from being a writer I am an excellent hacker? I
know what you have been doing, and this will never happen again.
-It won’t, I promise.
-Oh I promise that too, it won’t happen because you’re fired.
-What? No please…
-Then you have till I leave to give me your article finished.
-Yes miss, with no problem!
She heard a knock on the door.
-Come in. –Geraldine said.-
-Am I interrupting something important ma’am? –Flo said joking.-
-No, not at all. –She said smiling. - I’m sorry –she said to the writer. - I have to go.
Tomorrow I want your office empty or I will throw away all the things I see there.
Adieu.
She said taking her purse and coat, leaving her office with Florent.

-What was that? –He said laughing. - Did I just see one of your famous firing
scenes?
-That little girl was in charge of the main article of this month’s issue! And she did
nothing!
-Nothing?
-Apart from playing pinball on her computer the whole month waiting for
“inspiration” to come? Nope.
He laughed while he opened the car’s door for her.
-And you absolutely counted on that.
-Of course! Since the first day I saw her chatting with the receptionist! I knew she
was going to cause troubles, so I just made the article myself! It looks as if I need
to supervise the Human Resources area too…
-You have such high standards in everything ma puce!
-As it should be! Anyway how did you do in EMI?
-Oh you know… the usual stuff… New songs to write… some coaching and
recording sessions.
-Yeah so usual you get bored of doing it, right? –Gery said winking.-
-You have no idea… -he laughed. - But let’s forget about work for awhile, today we
have our amazing family reunion.

Normally during the week, no one could ever have dinner in the house, or they did
in different times. So they decided to set Mondays as the day in which everyone
must have dinner together.

-Yes, dear family reunion. And we are totally in charge of food… -Gery smiled.-
-I suggest buying some pizzas and sodas. –Flo said trying to sound serious.-
-Sure, considering the last 3 Mondays we have eaten burgers, fried chicken and
tofu… pizzas are a wonderful alternative…
-Well, I was just saying… what do you suggest then?
-A normal and healthy 3 coursed meal!
-Meaning?
-Soup, main dish with salad and dessert.
-Right now you’re absolutely talking like a 40 year old mother!
-Well then mister, buy your junky pizza and let all that fat get into your body! –She
said laughing while they both got inside the house to start getting ready for dinner.-

It was 7 pm and Stephanie had already finished her job, about an hour ago
actually, but Golan and her had jobs pretty near to each other so they decided to
return home together. But Golan was nowhere near… and she was tired. So she
decided to pick her things and go home alone. After walking some meters she
heard someone calling her.

-Tootsie! Tootsie wait! –Golan was running with 2 big ice-cream cones in his
hands.-
When Stephanie saw him, she rolled her eyes and continued walking, more and
more quickly. She couldn’t believe it.
-Tootsie please wait! –Golan walked pretty fast too, and after some steps he was
walking beside her.-
-Are you nuts Yosef?
Golan opened his eyes widely, when Stephy called him Yosef, scary things
happened.
-Why do you ask that? Here, I brought an ice-cream for you!
-And this is why you arrived one hour late? You went to buy two ice-cream cones?
-I didn’t buy them!
-You stole 2 ice-cream cones…
-Nooo! Okay, I will tell you why I arrived late… but it’s a secret… you shouldn’t tell
anyone okay?
Stephanie nodded.
-Is it something serious, Yosef?
-Absolutely.
-Okay, you can tell me, I’ll keep the secret.
-Thanks Tootsie, I knew I could count on you. Well, the thing is… I got out of the
studio about an hour ago, but suddenly, I was attacked by a huge raccoon and had
to stop by the hospital to make sure it wasn't rabid.
Stephanie rolled her eyes and smashed her cone in Golan’s face. Golan shrieked.
-Heyyy Is there any excuse to throw shit at me?
-Your lame story deserves more than just a cone in your face.
-Okay, okay I’ll be honest with you… there’s this guy in my class, Trevor, who has
the most valuable thing someone could ever wish for… He is a doll collector, and
since I found out about it, I have been asking him for his coolest collection, but he
didn’t want to sell it to me! So today classes finished and he came to me and said
“Hey Golan do you still want the collection?” and I said “Absolutely man!” So he
decided he didn’t want money, instead he said “How much Ketchup do you think
you could eat in one go?” So, we were searching for someone who would sell us
ketchup and after we find a huge bottle, the dare started… AND I WON!
-Congratulations… -Stephanie said flatly.-
-Oh come on, I won two ice creams and the N Sync doll collection!
Stephanie stopped walking.
-You won what?
-The N Sync doll collection… you know it’s very hard to get them all! Specially
Justin…
-Oh my God I know!! I mean… you’re an N Sync fan?
-Well yes… since 1996, you may not know them, or you may prefer the BSB but I
must admit I get like a proud mother about N Sync…
-I can’t believe it…
-Okay yes I like a boy band! So what? That’s not something that minimizes my
manly ego, okay? That’s something deep, something every man should be proud
of! And if you wanna make fun of me…
-No, that’s not it! I love them too!
Golan stood silent for some seconds.
-Oh my God really? Who’s your favorite?
-JC
-No way!!! Mine’s Justin, always have, always will! Do you want me to show you
my N Sync collection? I even have pillows!

*****
-I want pizza! –Mikel said pouting like a little kid.-
-Then go and buy pizza. –Gery said while setting the table.-
-No, it’s too late, plus I’m already wearing my fluffy slippers and my pj’s!
-You know, I’m starting to believe you just love to piss me out. Like if your highlight
of each day was to try to make me pretty upset… do you have fun doing that?
-No… why would you think that, crazy woman?
-Well it’s not because I think you’re a monkey…
-What?
-Because I definitely don’t… think you are one of those types of specimens that
didn’t get to evolve… in the way they should… like a mutation, you know? Your
brain is like the one of a little spider monkey, impressed by every little thing that
shines… and by food… and you know… stupid stuff, but you actually have the
body of a human!
-Have you just offended me? Florent your girlfriend said I had the brain of a spider
monkey!
Florent’s head popped out of the kitchen.
-Well don’t expect her to compare your intelligence with Einstein’s…
Mikel shrieked.
-You are falling in her game too… in a while even Maeva will start hitting me with a
broom…
-Ohh poor little Mikel, you see, actually I am very fond of you!
-Really?
-Of course, silly!
-Shall we have a hug then? –Mikel said getting close to Gery.-
-No. You know… I’ve been thinking that it’s not your fault that you were born
stupid, so I’ll just try to stop bullying you… but that doesn’t mean I wanna hug you.

-So… -Maeva said while getting to the living room.- I’m hungry, shall we wait for
Golan and Steph?
-I bet they went for pizza… -Mikel said sitting at the corner of the room.-
-What’s going on with the pizza huh? I thought you didn’t like the “abomination with
tons of American cheese, ketchup and greasy ingredients that people in the U.S
call pizza”
-That’s the only thing close to my country’s food…
-You want some Italian food?
-Yes…
-Well then I hope my raviolis can, at least, comfort you a little bit…
-YOU SAID RAVIOLIS? –Mikel said jumping from the corner to the dinner table.-
-Yes I did. Now go to wash your hands and then you can eat raviolis.
-Really? Weheee! –He clapped while jumping to wash his hands.-
Gery sighed and looked at Maeva.
-I guess its true what they say…
-Give an Italian raviolis and you’ll have him jumping all over the house?
-You know that’s a good one… but I meant ‘Small things please small minds.’
-You’re so evil! –Maeva said laughing.-
-I know…
The door was opened and Stephy got inside the house with Golan.
-You’re sooooo wrong! So wrong it must be a sin! You N Sync sinner, never say
that again! –Golan said turning his back to Stephy.-
-Oh please Golan, you are not going to say ‘Celebrity’ is better than ‘No Strings
Attached’. You just can’t Golan! That’s like saying McDonalds is better than Sixties!
-Okay… I’m lost! –Gery said while leading Golan and Stephy to the dinner table.-
Are you two talking about boy bands?
Golan looked at Gery surprised.
-Not just any boy band, you triple sinner! You are out of the N Sync-ic church!
-N Sync-ic church? Good, I don’t want to be part of a religion with such a weird
name.
-You never talk to me again!
-For God’s sake Golan! I like N Sync, I was just asking of what were you two
talking about, plus if you don’t speak to me then… I won’t feed you with raviolis and
salad, or with the amazing dessert I just made…
-Okay woman you win! You always win! Give me the food!
-No she won’t give you the food! Those raviolis are mine! –Mikel said in a serious
tone.-
-You know everyone can eat some…
-Wait Gery, Mikel has just offended my honor… and I will not stand this.
-Oh no, what will you do then? Attack me with ballet dance moves? Ohhh I’m so
scared!!
-What is happening between these two? –Maeva asked.-
-I don’t know maybe sugar… maybe empty stomachs… maybe just their random
selves… -Gery said.-
-I support the third option. –Flo replied while sitting down.- Though I regret that this
scene is happening just after I left the kitchen, I might have made some pop
corns…

-We will solve this as mature men… -Golan said standing up.-
-You mean talking? –Mikel asked confused.-
-No, a duel.
-A duel? Fine, let’s get it started. –Mikel said heating up.-
-Steph could you bring the flyswatters?
-What for?
-We’re going to have a flyswatter fencing-duel in the middle of the living room.
Steph arrived with the flyswatters and handed one to Mikel and one to Golan.
-So let’s get this started! –Mikel shouted moving his flyswatter everywhere.-
-Someone give us the start….
Gery stood up.
-Okay guys… on your marks…
Golan made a ninja move with his flyswatter.
-Get set…
Mikel jumped several times trying to look like a boxing man.
-Go…
And the fencing with flyswatter started….