gamess!

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Blue had been bored, so she trotted down to the rec room, looking for something to do. She found DDR in the room, hooked up to the TV and left to get dusty. Smirking wryly, and then wincing as a sharp sting shot through her broken nose, she skipped over to the game, turning it on and setting it up. Getting onto the mat, she stepped on teh buttons until a good song filled her ears. Smiling now, she pressed play.

The song began, and she started keeping up with the moving arrows. She was on medium, so they were at a moderate pace. She stepped lightly, turning and landing on two at once, following the pattern to the song and staing at the green with unblinking green eyes. This was fun, soemthing she was right to leave her boring old room to do. Continuing to dance, Blue began humming to the song herself

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[M4ttyB43r]

Matt held his breath as he crept up silently behind her. He checked in the TV to make sure she couldn't see the reflection of himself, which thankfully she couldn't. He took a few more steps closer, not making any sound at all, and then noticed that his long-time friend was humming to herself. 'haha! pefect chance!!!' Matt Thought evily as he took two more steps closer, and grinned wickedly. He stuck his two index fingers in her sides as he yelled "HEY BLUE WHAT'RE YOU DOING?!!?!?!?" happily. Matt laughed as she nearly sh*t herself.

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Blue was about to get set for the hardest few steps in the song when she heard a roaring shout behind her. Hey Blue, what're you doing? At the same time she felt something touch her sides and she shrieked, leaping into the air like a car scared silly, and she jumped off the mat, running for cover, somewhere. Unfortunately for her, she was waving her arms madly with her eyes shut tight, and ran into a wall. Only her forehead hit this time, luckily her nose was safe. She toppled backward, covering her eyes. Blinking, she peered through her arms and saw Matt laughing his ass off. Grumbling, she got to her feet, swaying for a moment when her nose disagreed with the sudden movement. Rubbing her head, she blinked.

"Matt you asshole." She whined, shaking off the shock of the scare. After a moment, and regaining her composure, she grinned. "What're you doing down here?" She asked, loping closer, having run a good ten feet away before ramming into the wall. Crossing her arms over her "Dont Be Mean" logo, she let out a huffing breath as she blew her long bangs out of her eyes.

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[M4ttyB43r]

Matt was on the ground, litterally 'rofl'ing. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he gasped for breath. His goggles were foggy from tears, so he took them off his eyes and placed it on his forehead. Matt got up and clutched at his sides. They were starting to hurt from laughing so much. "Just wanted to say hi." he mumbled under his breath, as he wiped away a tear. " Wow.. I never knew i could scare someone so easily. Wish I'd gotten that on film." Matt chuckled again and than groaned. "I'm not a mean person, most people see me as a cute little puppy dog!" Matt peered at the TV. "You're pretty good at this.' he mumbled and then pointed at the game. A glint was in his eye, facinated at the technology.

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"And I'd erase the video." Blue replied smoothly, grinning impishly. "I have a reputation to keep up- and that woudl ruin it." She laughed, and shifted her weight to her right leg. "Hiya then." She chirped, blinking. "Puppy dog, seriously?" She asked wide wide green eyes. Since when did he gain that image? Still, whatever floated the other orphans' boats.

SHe looked over at the screen, immediately looking down at her feet afterwards. "Well when you left I had to find something to do." She mumbled, scuffling her socked foot on the ground, studying the design on them with an interest all to great. She blinked, and looked up after a moment, gingerly touching her nose. She used to rub the bridge of her nose when she was in deep thought, although with it broken now, she could barely even stand to put a finger near it. She had only broken it recently, so it was still super tender to the touch. She turned her gaze to Matt, her vivid green and unblinking stare sure to be uncomfortable- as many had pointed out already.

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[M4ttyB43r]

"Can I try?" Matt asked curiously. He remembered before he was friends with Mello he always used to play this. Maybe it was time to retest his beloved skills. This game was a good way to get in shape, and he definantly needed that. "Used to play this all the time."

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Blue squeaked and nodded eagerly. She rushed over to a wooden chest, and began pulling a large rectangle from behind it- the second mat. Struggling a bit with its weight, she skidded on the ground slightly, but gained balance and tugged it out. SHe let it lay flat on the ground, and scooted it next to the first mat. Hooking it up in one swift motion, she straightened and grinned. Resetting the game so it was a duo one, she hopped onto the mat and looked over.

"Go!" She shouted, pressing a random song. The music began, and she let her feet move with the rhythem and fast pace, keeping up with the arrows and having some fun with the short spaces between them. She would turn and land on both left and right arrows on key, and then twirl around and hit the front and back arrows, proceeding to step lightly on the pads as the game went on.

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[M4ttyB43r]

Matt set his level to the same as Blues and hit the arrows. up,down, right jump, left jump. His eyes followed the arrows carefully as his feet moved along, not missing one arrow yet "alright! 100 combo" the TV blared as the song ended.

"Sweet perfect score!" Matt said happily and looked at hers. "good job"

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"Thanks, you too!" Giving Matt a high five, Blue jumped off her mat, dancing around happily. She had went to dance lessons and gotten deep into all sorts of dances when Matt left for Wammy's, having nothing else to do and being an only child with fighting parents. She was good too, beign so limber and short. With a twist here, and a flourish there, she dipped low, reverting to a shalle and leaping up again happily. She blinked, suddenly realizing that Matt didn't know she danced.

"I took dance lessons after you left too. Mom and Dad were fighting a lot more often, and yeah I didn't wanna be home when they did." She admitted, shrugging and scuffling her feet on the ground, kind of embarassed. It had been a long time since she saw or spoke to Matt, or Mail, and a lot had changed. She realized he missed so much- and was clueless as to how she ended up here too. "They died in a car accident. I think Dad was drunk, though. I was in the car, but the only one wearing a seat belt." She explained, her green eyes wide with the memory.

The tires screeched and the car jerked to the side, into oncoming traffic. Her mother screamed, hands waving in the air as her eyes grew wide, turning around to try to protect Macy. Her father was limp int the front seat, having smacked his head on the window when he car swiveled, and was out cold. Macy was in the back seat, her green eyes as large as possible, screaming. The car slipped on a patch of ice, and a pickup truck rammed into them, pushing them back against the guardrail. Pinned there, the cars both stopped moving. Glass had shattered all over, and Macy could feel tiny cuts on her arms, and her head hurt where the back of the car squished against it. Her mother had been thrown from the car, landing on the hood of the pickup, while her father was pinned between the pickup and the back of the car. Shaking, Macy let out another chilling wail, scared to the bone.

"It wasn't pretty." She added.

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[M4ttyB43r]

"Ummm.. Yeah, dancing, isn't my thing. Now anything electronic, I've got it down pat. It really is easy, so i don't get why people get confused by it. Seriously, a few hacks to the Pentagon here or there, wipe out their files to see them panic. Quite funny actually." Matt noticed the bewildered expression on Blues face so he made himself cut off a bit short. "Sorry, i get a bit lost in thought sometimes." he then grinned while nervously laughing.
Matt frowned as she told him that. "I really[/] hate alchohol.." He mumbled sadly under his breath and placed a comforting hand on his old pals shoulder. "Sorry that had to happen to you, Mace." Matt leaned forward and gave his friend a hug. "It really does suck, even if you didn't like them."

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Blue hugged Matt back, thinking. "They were bitches from the day they began fighting." She spat, releasing her friend, and grinning. "Sure thing, Mailman." She laughed, thinking back to when she and Matt would hide from their parents in their secret hideout between the bushes. Those were the days of fear- now the days of independence came. They were free of their parents' curse and set in life on their own path. No alchohol, no yelling.

"Although I have to admit, it was kinda scary, the accident." She confessed sheppishly, forcing a small laugh. Well it was. "I was sitting there and then we crashed and Mom like flew out of the car, and I dunno what happened to Dad. I got stuck between the guardrail and back of the car- unfortunately. Good thing I was small." Now she could really grin with this joke. If she had been any larger she would've risked death by squishing. Frankly, it did not sound like a good way to die, so she was glad she survived.

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