The Real Adventures of Jonny Quest.

Disclaimer Thingie: I don’t own Jonny or Jessie, but I do own myself (Fatima Ali Raza). I’m not making any money on this fic. Hey, guys, we know that the HB folks NEVER read fanfic, right? So why do we bother with these disclaimer thingies? I mean, if they’re never gonna read the fics, how will they sue us? Peter Andre owns Kiss The Girl.

Rating :I guess it’s more humorous than romantic, but the HR factor is there. It’s a little graphic, so it ain’t for the under 13.

Archivers: Whatever. Just let me know.

Cupid Game.

Fatima Ali Raza, a minion of Cupid’s sat perched up on the cloud’s edge. She was disappointed. Never before had she been unable to get two people interested in each other. But Jonathan Quest and Jessica Bannon were turning out to be MAJOR disappointments. Despite her fervent efforts, they were still ‘just friends’.

Her first try had been to make Jessie claustrophobic during her trip to the Jules Verne (?) research center. Any other would have jumped at the chance to have such a beautiful girl alone with him, depending upon him to give her comfort. Many things could have happened. But Jonny Quest, the Mr. Innocence of Planet Earth, hadn’t even touched her in ‘that way’!

Then she had let the two of them stay alone in the Quest Compound for days, when Dr. Quest had gone of with Race and Hadji to meet Alice Starseer. But Jonny did not even think about ‘it’.

Then she had forced them to share one room in a hotel in Prague. Any other couple would definitely have at least kissed, but these two…. Arrgh they were just impossible!!

Then she had taken a direct approach and had made them kiss on a ghost island. But they just apologized and forgot about it after five minutes!

Were they immune to romance? Could they not see each other? Why were they the Mr. And Ms. Puritan? Her numerous attempts to awake their passion had failed. It had never happened before. She had even managed to make a sixteen-year-old cheerleader fall in love with her forty-year-old servant!

So she was going to take matters into her own hands. She would FORCE them to fall in love, whether they liked it or not!

Jessie and Jonny were in the VR lab, repairing some damage they had done during a Questworld game. They’d been fighting about who won, and were now giving each other the silent treatment.

Jonny is soooo immature, thought Jessie. Why can’t he accept the fact that I’m better at these games than he is?

But he’s so cute, a voice in her head spoke. With all that blond hair. Don’t you want to touch that hair, feel it’s softness? Don’t you want to feel those muscles hiding under his shirt?

"No." she said squarely. Without realizing that she’d said it out loud.

"No, what?" asked Jonny coldly.

"Nothing."

As Jessie bent down to work again, Jonny stole a glance at her.

Isn’t she sexy? A voice in his head spoke. Don’t you want to touch her? Feel that long red hair slipping under your fingers? Don’t you want to caress that smooth skin?

"No." he said.

"No what?" demanded Jessie.

"Nothing."

They were pretty close. Suddenly Jonny heard a song reaching his ears.

There you see her, sitting there across the way… She don’t got a lot to say but there’s something about her…

He looked up and saw Jessie sitting there fixing wires silently.

And you don’t know why, but you’re dying to try, you wanna kiss the girl…

Suddenly, Jonny felt something deep within him. For some strange reason, he had an irresistible urge to kiss Jessie. But he felt doubt. Did he really want to kiss her?

Yes, you want her, look at her you know you do…

OK, so he did want to kiss her real bad. But did she want it too? how was he to know?

Possible she wants you to, there’s just one way to ask her…

But how could he ask her? He couldn’t just say ‘can I kiss you?’.

It don’t take a word, not a single word, go on and kiss the girl…

No way! How could he just get up and kiss her? She would kill him!

Sha La la la , My oh my, look like the boy too shy, ain’t gonna kiss the girl…

Come on, Jonny this is your best chance. No way! No, I’m not going to kiss her!

Sha la la la ain’t that sad, ain’t it a shame too bad, he’s gonna miss the girl…

Ok, but how do I know it’s what she really wants? Maybe she just wants to be left alone.

She don’t wanna be alone…

Jonny scooted closer to her. Should I do it now, or should I wait?

Now’s your moment, floating in the blue lagoon, buy you’d better do it soon, no time would be better…

Jonny came closer to Jessie. Why doesn’t she say anything? I’m so close to her.

She don’t say a word and she won’t say a word until you kiss the girl…

Fine, I’ll do it. No, I’m scared.

Sha la la la , don’t be scared, you got the mood prepared, go on and kiss the girl…

Jessie noticed his closeness, and looked up at him. They were so close, their faces were only inches apart. There was magic in the air. No, I shouldn’t…

Sha la la la don’t stop now, don’t try to hide it now, you wanna kiss the girl.

Yes, I do. He moved his head closer to hers…

Sha la la la float along, listen to the song, you wanna kiss the girl.

They moved closer…

Sha la la la let the music play, do what the music say, go on and kiss the girl.

Finally, their lips touched. Jessie’s lips were so soft, warm and inviting. Jonny felt a sweet fire burning his body down. He slipped an arm around Jessie’s classic seventeen-inch-waist and pulled her close. She brought her arms, and wrapped them around his neck, pulling him tighter. The kiss grew more intense as the music faded into the background.

You gotta, you gotta

As they broke the kiss, Jonny leaned forward and whispered into her ear.

"Jess, I love you. I have ever since the Jules Verne (?) research center. I just didn’t have the guts to say so."

"Me too, Jonny. Ever since our kiss on the ghost island, I can’t stop thinking about you."

Fatima sighed happily as the newly formed coupled went back into each others’ arms. She went to check with her boss.

"You were great, Fatima. But your next mission is rather tough. You have to find a non-evil, non-daughter-of -an-evil-guy girl for Hadji Singh."

"Can I see his photograph?" asked Fatima.

"Yes, Here it is."

Hadji was a very good-looking guy. In fact, he had the stereotypical good looks that made girls turn around on streets.

"I know exactly who I’m going to fix Hadji up with," thought Fatima excitedly. "Me!"

The end.

Hope u liked it. The Hadji-Fatima saga coming soon! Until then, all comments, used shoes, stinky socks and turbans should be sent to mmmbabe83@hotmail.com