I got some more tote bags in the other day! These won’t be available at FanExpo but I will have them at this years Holiday Festivus Sale (if there is one this year). After FanExpo I’m going to be doing up some new designs from the suggestions some of you gave before!
Dean frowns down at the stick controller in his hand. “Okay. So, video games. I’m on it. What are we going to do? Shoot some zombies? Shoot some military guys?”
You hold back a smirk. “No, Dean. No shooting. I don’t think you’re ready for that yet. We’re going to ease into this whole ‘video game’ life with something much simpler.” You grin as you hit the power button on your WiiU.
As the screen starts, Dean frowns even more. “Nintendo? Isn’t that a kid’s thing?”
“Nah. People just like to think it is. Trust me you’ll like this,” you nod towards the TV as Mario Kart starts up.
“Oh! Awesome! Racing! I’ve got this in the bag, baby!”
After an obnoxious amount of time preparing your karts (because apparently, Dean is all about traction and weight), you start race selection. “Look. I’m going to put this on the lowest speed and we’ll start out with some of the easier tracks to get you in the groove.”
“Like hell we will,” Dean responds. “The only way to learn is to get thrown in the fire. Fastest speed, any track. Be prepared to get your ass wrecked,” he said with a grin.
That grin does not last long. Between groans of frustration and flailing arms, Dean manages to end up at least a lap behind in every race. You patiently wait for him to finish each one after you complete yet another perfect race. After the fourth one, he looks at you with pleading eyes. “Uh, hey. About this. Do you think we could maybe…. you know…. slow it down for a few tracks? Just until I get the hang of it?”
You can’t help but smile as you open the options to change the settings. “Of course we can, Dean.”