| Fan Fiction |
by Peeps
“Aniyo, Omma. I want to play with Barbie.” HanYoung replied.
“Aniyo, Ajumma.” JiHan replied with a smile.
“Ok. Then you two be good, okay? If you get into trouble, just call me on the phone or call JiHoo-sshi, okay?” she smiled as she whipped around and went to join the rest in the Gu family’s limousine.
“Araso.” The two children chirped in unison.
Hence, sitting alone, cross-legged on the floor, in the center of the living room of the Yoon family, HanYoung and JiHan were playing with their toys.
After merely twenty minutes though, they had started arguing over who got to use the lone toy car first.
“No! Barbie needs to go to the restaurant now to meet ken! She needs the car now!” HanYoung cried as she tried to reason with JiHan.
“No! Barbie can just stay at home and sleep! My F1 race is gonna start now!” JiHan retorted.
“No! How can you have a race with just one car? Just come play Barbie dolls with me, JiHan! Let me have the car!” HanYoung replied, raising her voice a little louder and attempting to snatch the car from JiHan.
Unfortunately, JiHan had fabulous reflexes and also stretched out immediately to take the car from HanYoung.
“Boys don’t play with Barbie dolls! That’s so girlish!” JiHan shot back.
“Give it to me!” HanYoung wailed as she pulled the toy car towards her.
“No! Me!” JiHan shouted as he pulled the toy car towards him.
“I refuse!” HanYoung refused as she pulled the toy car towards her.
“Let go, you pig!” JiHan blurted as he yanked the toy car towards him.
“MWO!?! YOU CALLED ME A PIG!?!” HanYoung screamed.
That did it.
HanYoung, whose eyes turned red with anger and were brimming with tears, whose nostrils flared to the size that they never did before, who looked as though she were a hysterical mad woman, let of the car suddenly and pushed JiHan flat onto the floor (Not that she needed to. He was already on the floor due to her sudden release of the toy car.). She sat on top of his stomach and began to grab his collar and shake him.
“Let go! Appa!! Omma!!! Ajumma!!!! HanYoung has gone crazy!” JiHan shouted for help as he randomly hit HanYoung in an attempt to get her off.
However, the first person who entered the room was not JunPyo, not JanDi, or even GaEul. The first person to rush into the room looking very anxious and about to have a panic attack upon hearing the commotion was the usually calm and collected JiHoo.
“HANYOUNG! GET OFF JIHAN NOW!” he roared. He hurried towards the two youngsters trashing each other and pried them apart with his two strong hands.
“What were both of you doing? Fighting?!” JiHoo demanded. “I want an explanation now!”
HanYoung glared at JiHan. JiHan glared at HanYoung. JiHoo glared at both of them.
“JiHoo-sshi! He called me a pig! A PIG!” HanYoung wailed as the angry tears finally rolled down the girl’s porcelain-smooth, rosy, fair cheeks. She pointed an accusing finger at the totally shocked JiHan.
“What!?! So? Does that mean that you should’ve hit me?!” JiHan screamed at her.
“Who asked you to insult me first?!” HanYoung turned to face him, showing him, for the first time, her tear-stained face.
JiHan did a double-take. His jaws dropped and his mouth hung wide open. He had never seen HanYoung look so distressed before. He felt guilty.
“I’m sorry, HanYoung.” He apologized as he hung his head and stared at his feet.
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“Annyeong!” came JanDi’s voice from the entrance of the house where she was standing at. The sound of car doors being slammed could also be heard. Even HyungWoo’s loud squeal of delight could be heard.
“Ah, your Appa(s) and Omma(s) are back,” JiHoo said as turned his head in the direction of JanDi whose footsteps could be heard by them.
“I’m not going to tell them what happened here just now. We are going to let it slide. Araso?” He spoke softly to the two children.
“JiHan ah! HanYoung? JiHoo sunbae!” JanDi’s calls could be heard down the hall.
“So now, you two, no more fighting in the future, promise?” JiHoo spoke softly again.
“Yeh,” the two children replied.
“Now, HanYoung, let’s get you washed up or your Omma might freak out knowing you cried,” JiHoo said to a sniffing HanYoung as he pick her up and carried her to the toilet.
At precisely the same moment when JiHoo walked out of view, JanDi poked her head around the corner and saw a lonely JiHan staring ruefully at his shoes.
“Ah JiHan ah? What happened to you?” JanDi asked worriedly and walked towards him, ready to hug him, feeling that something was amiss.
“Nothing, Omma. I just saw a bug.” JiHan lied, also ruefully.
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Ahh.... my head hurts....
I hit it against the bottom of the table in my school's toilet yesterday while picking up the phone I dropped...
OMG! I can feel a lump on my head!!!! T^T