A Vanja’s World story by Scott D. Harris

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Note from Scotty: I finally came up for a reason that linked the ‘rents moving to Norway with me staying there. Aren’t I clever? ^_^

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Scene 1

Vanja walked through the snow towards the tour bus that served as home to ‘Scotty Rave & the Jackers’. All the lights were on inside and it was apparent that the fact Scotty’s parents were giving him small donations to keep the power going was helping out. The only heavy thought on Vanja’s mind was that the last concert hadn’t been as big a hit as the usual ones. But didn’t every band have setbacks at one point or another?

Vanja’s eyes widened when she saw a guitar fly through the air inside the bus. She snuck up to the window and peeked inside to see that all four members of ‘Scotty Rave & the Jackers’ were arguing. She could just about hear their voices through the glass.

Scotty: I can’t believe you were one beat behind the whole time!

John: At least I didn’t sound like a dying cat! And those lyrics sucked!

Scotty: Let’s see you do better!

Rob: Will the both of you twats keep it down?! You’re giving me a headache!

Scotty: Oh I’m sorry! Are we offending you Mop-Top?!

Rob: Well excuse me for breathing! If someone lifted that hair up they’d see a horse’s arse underneath!

Simon: Hey lay off of him Rob!

Rob: Piss off you tuneless geek!

Simon: What did you call me grease-monkey?!

Scotty: That’s it! This is my band and if you don’t like it, get out!

John: Fine! We will!

Vanja (Thinks): I have to stop this!

She quickly ran for the door just as it burst open. Rob, Simon and John all climbed out of the bus, walking off in other directions to calm down separately. She looked inside for a moment then sighed.

Vanja (Thinks): I’d better leave him to calm down…

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Scene 2

Vanja was lying on her bed, naked with one of her vibrators going at a normal speed. Despite her small, occasional gasps, it was the fight that was on her mind. Had she been right in leaving Scotty alone? Or was she right in giving him time to calm down.

When Vanja knew was that she had to get the band back together, if it was the last thing she ever did. With a sudden scowl, she pulled the vibrator out of her and tossed it across the room, the device crashing into the wall and falling limply to the ground.

Vanja: …Dongs can go limp…? I’m losing it.

Suddenly, the phone went off. Vanja leapt up a little in surprise then grabbed the receiver.

Vanja: Hello?

Rob: Vanja, it’s Rob. Listen, I’ve come to my senses and I’m gonna try bringing the band back together, you up for it?

Vanja: Yes, of course I am, meet me outside my house in about half an hour.

She put the receiver down and sighed sadly, looking down at her lap.

Vanja (Thinks): I can only guess how bad Scotty feels right now, I hope I can cheer him up by bringing the group back together.

She lay back on the bed and smiled serenely, remembering the first time she and Scotty had made love, shortly after they had met. A song, she couldn’t remember which, was playing in the background as the blonde boy caressed and fondled her lovingly. She grinned a little wider on instinct, the memory making her horny. So when she remembered she had to meet Rob, she wasn’t too pleased.

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Scene 3

Vanja and Rob met up outside a pub where they were sure John was spending his time.

Rob: Right-o, here we go. We gotta convince John to come back.

Vanja nodded and followed him inside the pub. A drunken man looked at the Norwegian girl.

Man: Hey babeh, those is some nice titties ya got thar, why not dro’ the Mop-Top an’ meet a real man?!

Vanja: Oh? Do you know where one is?

Several people laughed. The drunk stood up and pulled out a switchblade, scaring the amused into a state of horror. He brought the blade close to Vanja’s throat with an evil smirk. Vanja screwed her nose up. She could smell the stink of alcohol on his breath.

Rob: L-L-Listen mate, we’re not looking for trouble.

Man: SHADDAP!

Suddenly, a brawny hand grabbed the man by his curly hair and threw him into the table. Both Ron and Vanja smiled in relief.

Rob & Vanja: JOHN!

John: Did you come to bring me back to the band?

Rob: That’s right, we know you feel just as bad as I do about this, and no doubt both Scotty and Simon are bummed out to.

John: Ok, I get the picture, let’s go find Simon.

Vanja closed her eyes for a moment then the three friends left the pub as the drunken man collected his teeth off the floor.

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Scene 4

The trio stood outside a music shop. They could see Simon’s signature electrocuted dreadlocks, pointing up over the top of a shelf. The group headed inside. Simon was currently going through a selection of old records when Vanja spoke. He jumped a little in surprise and turned to face them.

Vanja: Simon, we need you to come back to the band. Please. It’s wrong for friends to fight.

Simon smiled and nodded, sliding the record in his hands back into the rack.

Simon: Let’s go home.

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Scene 5

Inside the tour bus, Scotty was slumped over a table with a bottle of Dr. Pepper in his hand. He looked drunk but wasn’t.

Vanja: Scotty?

Scotty: Whassat?

He looked up to see Vanja and to his delight, John, Simon and Rob.

Scotty: GUYS!

He jumped up, hugging all four of them. The united embrace tightened between them for a moment.

Scotty: John, Simon, Rob, let’s never fight again. Vanja, did you bring them back together?

Vanja: It was me and Rob.

Scotty: Rob…Vanja…thanks.

With tears in their eyes, he hugged them again. The other boys parted, letting Scotty and Vanja kiss passionately. For now, all was happiness at the reuniting. The Jackers were back.

THE END