OH MY GOSH - in honor of my finding my old Wii.
Elementary Drabble/Idea
Sarah gets a Wii for Christmas 2006 - family game night?? Will Joel play Just Dance? What’s it like trying to play Mario Kart?? 🤣😂
Christmas, 2006
pairing: no-outbreak!joel miller x f!reader
rating: F (this is just a cute lil scene, mentions of alcohol i guess)
wc: <600
series masterlist | joel masterlist
“Alright,” Joel started, grunting as he reached behind the couch for a surprise present the two of you kept hidden away all Christmas. Sarah’s eyes lit up as she sat on the floor by the tree, playing in the scraps of wrapping paper with her two-year old sister, Iris. “This is a family present, but I’m sure it’s gonna be mostly you usin’ it.”
You watched from where you were standing in the kitchen pouring yourself and Joel a second cup of coffee to help get you through the chaos of Christmas day, a smile on your face as Sarah looked to you for any clues on what the gift could be as she accepted it from her father.
“Open it,” you urged with a giggle. Sarah dropped her eyes to the wrapping paper, carefully tearing it open until Iris started to help.
“Iris,” she scolded lightly, moving her sisters perpetually-sticky hands away from the gift, unintentionally making the toddler cry. Joel walked over and scooped his youngest daughter up before returning to his seat on the couch, bouncing her on her knee until she quieted.
“Now, I don’t know much about it—“
“A Wii?” Sarah exclaimed with a grin. “Please tell me you got—“
“Mario Kart for now, but I think it comes with another one,” you interrupted as you walked over, resting Joel’s cup on the coffee table before taking your seat at his side.
“Wii-Sports,” Sarah read the cover and hummed, nodding at the list of mini-games it contained. “I think dad might actually be good at these.”
“Lemme see,” Joel reached over and accepted the game from his daughter while Iris crawled onto you lap and nearly bumped your coffee out of your hand. “Boxing, baseball, tennis, bowling? How the hell are you supposed to bowl through a video game.”
“It comes with these remotes that can, like, follow your movements,” Sarah explained as she opened the box to reveal console. “There’s like a sensor.”
“Oh, that’s cool! I thought it was just like the Playstation or whatever,” you replied as Joel showed you the back of the game box. “Tommy’s gonna love this, I bet.”
“I’m gonna get him drunk and humiliate him at Mario Kart,” Sarah added with a grin as she started to follow the directions to set up the console.
“I’m gonna get him drunk and humiliate him at boxing,” Joel joined in.
“Well, I’m just gonna get drunk. Period.” you mumbled to yourself, earning a chuckle from your husband as he overheard it.
“Goddamn it,” Joel snapped as his kart spun out after being hit. “Who sent that red shell?”
“Me,” you smirked, glancing at him from across the room as you sat in the recliner while Joel, Tommy, and Sarah sat on the couch. Joel looked absolutely betrayed, his eyes flickering between yours and the TV screen.
“Thought you said you’d be good at this,” Sarah taunted, elbowing her father in the ribs as he finished the race in 8th place.
“Yeah,” Tommy joined in, earning a scoff.
“6th place ain’t much better, jackass,” Joel retorted before turning to you with a point of his finger. “And you. My own wife. Betrayin’ me in cold blood right before the finish line.”
“You were a casualty,” you explained with an amused smile. “I had to secure top three, I’m sorry.”
Joel chuckled and shook his head as he stood up.
“My own wife.”
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