Barbarian Style
Written by: Aniket
“Aa-ooch! That must’ve hurt!” His hands methodically reached the popcorn bucket as his remained focused on the boxing match.
“I don’t know what you guys see in those fights.” She squinted her eyes as one guy kicked his opponent on the face. “All this sweat, blood and people hitting each other. Thats not entertainment. We are not in the barbarian era any more. Why can’t you guys have normal form of entertainment like watching a movie or something?”
A bell marked the end of second round and Mark turned to Helen. “Sorry hon. You were saying?”
“Nothing. If it were up to you, you’d bring the gladiators back and turn our home into an arena.”
“Whats with all this negativity!”, he winked. He’d been wanting an opening to push her buttons about her new found spirituality.
“You really want to go there?”
“I’d rather not. But you have to accept the facts. Gladiator was such a hit movie for a reason. You would never admit it but girls love it too. It was the barbarian way to please women after all.”
“I still don’t get it. There is never a good enough reason for hitting someone.”
“I disagree. A girl worth fighting for, is always a good reason.”
“Remember the battle of Troy? Much good that did, right?”
“Remember that guy Big Joe, back in college,” he defended, “the one who threw water-balloons at you and made you cry in freshmen year?”
“You did not! You were the one who broke his nose? Oh, Mark! I now remember you having a black eye around the same time too.”
“Well, I aint no ninja. You hit some, you get some.”
“But you never said anything to me till I asked you out later.”
“What can I say.. I was playing hard to get.” He grinned.
“Well, in the light of new evidence I’m beginning to see your point in the barbarian way of impressing a lady.” She hiked up her skirt and sat on his lap crossing her arms around his neck.
“I’m not going to get to see the match tonight, am I?”
“Trust me. After I’m done with you, you’re not going to have any regrets”
“I’m sold.”