Jealousy:

Simone’s Notes:

Jealousy is an ugly thing. It can destroy a relationship in seconds. It’s the weed in the garden of love. It chokes the beautiful flowers love sends out to its gardener. If left free, jealousy will choke and kill all of the love that was growing. But at times, this weed called jealousy can be good. If the lover is unfaithful, it can help to put them back on track.

Jakob: Under Pressure

Jakob was working on his latest comic in his English class. A new burst of creativity had sprung up when the artist got up this morning. The plot was already there in his mind. He was really proud of his work. The mouse was about to work on the next strip when he paused. “Suddenly,” he thought nervously. “I get the feeling that I am being watched!” Jakob slowly turned and looked up. Every girl in the class was crowded around him. They were watching him in deep intent. “Uhh…” the mouse spoke up. “Can I… help you?” Tish leaned in close. “Oooo!” she called out happily. “Who’s that beautiful golden retriever?” Jakob stared at her in a nervous blank. He knew what she was talking about. The class president was referring to the image of the mouse (him) and the golden retriever (Riza) kissing in front of her house in one panel. “Uhh…” Jakob replied as he covered up his work. “Nobody!” That didn’t convince the girls. “You’ve got a girlfriend?” another girl in the crowd asked aloud. “Well…” the artist said. “Jakob’s got a girlfriend!” a third one called. “Who is she?” a fourth one asked. “Uh, well…” the mouse began. Then, the bell rang to start class. “Aw!!!” the girls called as they went back to seats. The mouse sighed to himself in relief. “Saved by the bell!” he thought. Then, he closed up his sketchbook. The pressure had stopped. Or so he believed. As class went on, all of the girls in the school would soon be on a hunt for Jakob’s girlfriend. They were jealous that she had taken their bishie’s heart!

That afternoon, Jakob sat in the bleachers of the American football field working on his comic again. The cheerleaders were too busy watching their boyfriends practice to notice him. “At least I can work now!” the mouse thought. He couldn’t work on his art before his classes. Every girl in the whole school except for Ginny and Kate kept hounding him with questions about his girlfriend. They were determined to find the hussy and drive her away. The poor boy tried to brush the questions off, but they just kept coming. “I made her up!” the mouse tried to lie. “Don’t be ridiculous!” the girls would say. “You never lie in your comics!” The boy hung his head in defeat. “*Sweat drop* They are right!” he thought miserably. “I never knew I had so many fangirls!” Now he knew how some of the pop stars felt with their fans. So now, he had found some peace and quiet in the practice fields to work on his comics. But sadly, that too was short lived.

Jakob was working on his comic innocently when he noticed a shadow over him. He froze instantly. “Please don’t let it be another fangirl!” the mouse thought nervously. Jakob slowly looked up. Bruce Idol, the captain of the football team was standing over him. He looked pissed about something. The artist was confused on why. “Uh…” he said. “Is there… a problem?” Bruce growled at him coldly. “I have bone to pick with you, runt!” he snapped. “Okay…” Jakob replied. “What is it?” Then, the football captain grabbed him by the arm and pulled him up. “Around the concession stand, now!” he snapped. Then, Bruce dragged Jakob away.

The boys came to the parking lot. Bruce shoved Jakob up against a truck. “Whoa!” the mouse yelled out. “Hey! What is the deal here? Why are you so hostile for?” Bruce grabbed Jakob by the shirt. “Listen Twinkie!” he snapped. “If you go near my girlfriend again, I’ll punch your lights right out!” The mouse looked at him confused. “What are you talking about?” he asked. That pissed Bruce off even more. “Don’t play dumb with me, pal!” he barked. “Tomo goes on and on about how hot you are! ‘Oh, Jakob is this!’ ‘Jakob is that!’ ‘I love Jakob’s comics!’ ‘Jakob is such a sweetheart; I wonder why he is still single?’ ‘Jakob is so cute!’ ‘Oh Bruce, why can’t you be like Jakob?’” The mouse suddenly put two and two together. “Oh!” he called out. “I don’t want your girlfriend, man!” That didn’t help either! “Are you trying to say that Tomo’s not good enough for you?!?” he snapped. “No, no!” the mouse corrected. “She’s cute, but I’m interested in someone else. In fact, I already have a girlfriend.” The football captain raised an eyebrow at his rival. “Oh really?” he asked. “Who?” Jakob drew in a deep breath. “She doesn’t go to this school.” he replied. At long last, Bruce let go of him. “Okay,” he said calmly. “I’ll let you off with a warning this time! But next time, I won’t be so forgiving!” Then, the captain stormed back to the playing field. Jakob watched him in caution. Once he was sure he was gone, the mouse breathed out in relief. “Oh man!” he thought. “This stardom status is becoming a hazard to me!” Then, Jakob headed back to the bleachers. “Hopefully now this is over!” he thought. A boy can dream!

The final test came with his friends and brother. They were all at his house in the living room. Jakob walked in from school and saw them. Confused, he asked, “Uh… what are all of you doing here?” Ginny, Kate, Hunter, Mikey, and Isaac all looked at each other to say who was going to answer first. Finally, Kate turned to Jakob with a look of concern on her face. “Jakob,” she spoke up in a soft voice. “Rumors have been going around at school that you have a girlfriend. Is it true and who is she?” That was the final straw for the mouse! He shut his eyes annoyed and took in a deep breath. “Uh-Oh!” Mikey said. “Now we’ve done it!” “Alright!” he yelled out when he opened his eyes again. “If you all want to know what’s going on mouse land, here it is: Yes, I have a girlfriend! No, I’m not telling you who it is because she and I want to keep things on the low! And yes, I’m not a virgin anymore! There, end of broadcast!” Then, the mouse tried to catch his breath. There, it was out now. Now, some people would get off of his back on the subject of his love life.

His friends and brother stared at him in shock for a moment. Did he just snap at them? Was that a little bit too much this time? Then, Isaac opened his wallet and pulled out 100 cenz. He walked over to his younger brother and handed him the cash. “Here,” the man said cautiously. Jak took the cash and stuffed it into his jacket. “Thank you!” he said sharply. Then, the mouse headed upstairs to his room for some long-wanted peace and quiet. The others sat in the living room still in shock. Isaac turned to Ginny and Hunter. “Well, I guess it just leaves you two!” he called. Then, he and them all left the house. And now, it was all over! (For now!)

Mustang: Jealous Guy

Mustang sat as his desk all alone that same afternoon. This wasn’t right! His subordinates all had dates. Havoc was sleeping with that annoying head nurse, Jacilyn Ray. (“What the hell does he see in her? She’s a bitch!”) Hawkeye dumped Mustang for another man. (“How can she do that to me?”) Fuery seemed to be blushing around Nurse Suri Kamash every time she came around him. (“And what did she do to him to make him like that?”) Falman and Nurse Izzie Morrison were flirting around each other constantly. (“Why is she going for him?”) Breda drew crowds of nurses around him like a king. (“I don’t see why!”) And what did Mustang have? Jack squat! Daphine ruined his reputation of being a playboy. This just wasn’t right! Something was wrong with this picture! No! This had to be someone else’s life he was living at the moment. Some sad pathetic desperate loser with a non-existence love life. Yeah! That was it! This had to be someone else’s life. Mustang shook his head again. Who was he kidding? He had been dethroned in the kingdom of love.

This brought back another thought in his head. “Why would Riza dump me for? And who is he anyway? I swear when I find that bastard, I’ll… I’ll… *Sits back in defeat* What’s the use?” he thought to himself in vain jealousy. The general sat back weakly. He sat back in his chair and sighed again. “What is so great about that guy that she just had to leave me for him?” Mustang thought in angry-arrogant. “I mean look at me! Twenty-nine years old, brigadier general, very rich, all of the women love me! Yeah! I am Brigadier General Roy Mustang! If Hawkeye doesn’t love me anymore, that’s her loss! There are plenty other girls out there to love me! I am the man!” The pride was slowly returning again when the door opened. “General?” David asked as he peeked in. Mustang quickly looked up. “Yes?” he asked as he returned to reality again. The major walked it with many papers in his hands. “We just received more information on the Night Slayer.” he said. Mustang sighed to himself in misery. “Just set it on my desk!” he ordered. “Alright.” David replied. Then, he did so. The major was about to leave when Mustang spoke up, “Price!” David paused and turned to him in curiosity. “Hm?” he asked. The brigadier general drew in a deep breath. “Have you ever had the problem where everyone else has a date except for you and you have it all, but no one really notices you?” Price thought about that for a moment. Then he said, “No, not really. Why?” Mustang froze for a moment. “No reason,” he answered. David knew what is really was. However, he decided to keep quiet about it. He just smiled to himself, shook his head, and walked out of the room. Mustang sighed to himself again. “I hate my life right now!” he thought. Then, he got straight to work on his annoying paperwork. Don’t worry man, things will get better. Maybe…

Syd & Ella: Girl, You Have No Faith in Medicine

That evening Ella and Syd sat at the table eating dinner. There was the usual silence between them. But this, Ella was glaring at him coldly. “Wanker!” she thought to herself about her bloke. Syd took a bite out of his roast veal as he looked back at her. He chewed coldly. His bird still watched him. He swallowed it hard. Ella still glared at him. Syd couldn’t take it anymore. “What?!?” he snapped. His bird finished her cabbage. “Just thinking!” she replied in a sarcastic sweetness. “About what?” the boss asked. “Oh I don’t know,” Ella spoke up. “Certain mothers that have no bloody idea that their kids are still alive after all of this time!” Syd frowned at her. She was starting that one up again! “Look,” her bloke argued back once again. “I didn’t tell Yas for a reason! I need her mind focused on killing Trent and Jez! What she does after that is none of my concern!” Ell rolled her eyes at him. “Right!” she snapped. “And how can you be sure that this child is pure?” Syd set down his fork on the table. “Because,” he replied bitterly. “I took a sample Yasmine’s blood while she was being tortured in prison and injected it into the fetus! It formed a charm in the child’s body. That way, Trent cannot corrupt or touch him! You better not say a single word to her either!” Ella took a sip of her red vodka. “Uh-huh,” she said unimpressed. “And what do think will happen when Yas finds out that her son is still alive? She’s going to find out soon!” Her bloke just shrugged at her as he took another bite of his veal. Ella rolled her eyes coldly. “Jerk!” she thought. Then, she began to eat some of her veal. She decided to sort it out later.

Judd & Monique: You Don’t Know What Love is

Judd and Monique were having dinner together as well. Things had become bitter between them lately. Try as they like to make things look normal on the surface; everyone still noticed that they were having problems in their marriage. Monique’s perverted caller was still calling her early in the morning. Now, he had started calling her late at night. The woman was getting stressed even more as the days worn on. Judd tried his best to find the harasser, but the process was coming slowly. The guys were tied up with the Night Slayer at the moment. But soon, Gates had another problem on his hands. His wife was getting to a little too close to Chaplain Jez. He had witnessed them talking to each other a little too often. At first, Judd didn’t think much about that. But soon, everyone started to notice as well. They kept bringing to Gates’ feet. He tried to brush it off, but that only fueled his own concerns. At long last he said, “Okay, I’ll talk to her.” Judd did so this morning. Monique became offended at his question. “Are you suggesting that I’m cheating on you?!?” she asked. “No, sweetheart,” her husband said calmly. “Everyone is starting to suspect.” That didn’t really help at all. “Since when you do listen to anyone else on personal opinions?!?” Monique barked. “Listen Momo,” Judd tried again. “All I want to know is if you are cheating or not!” “No!” his wife snapped. “Okay then,” her husband said. “That’s all I wanted to know.” That seemed to be the end of everything, or so they believed.

The problem raised its ugly head again at dinnertime. Judd lowered his fork slowly. “Momo,” he spoke again. His wife looked up at him coldly. “What?” she hissed. Her husband breathed in hard. “If you aren’t cheating on me with Jez,” he began again. “Then, why do you spend so much time with him?” Monique rolled her eyes at him. “Is it so wrong for me to talk to someone about my problems?” she asked. “No,” her husband replied. “But people are starting to suspect.” “Since when you do listen to anyone else on personal opinions?!?” Monique barked again. “I don’t,” Judd answered. “It’s just that when people are starting to talk, I have to wonder.” That made his wife even angrier. “Are you saying that you don’t trust me anyone?!?” she snapped. Judd took a sip of his beer. “I don’t know,” he replied. “I’m starting to wonder.” Momo glared at him crossly. “About what?” she snapped. Her husband lowered his fork. “You,” he answered. “How much do I really know you?” That did it! Monique threw down her fork and napkin and rose up from the table. She began to walk away. “And where are you going?” her husband asked in concern. “To bed!” she snapped. “Quit trying to be my fork!” Then, the wife stormed up the stairs. Gates watched her in silence. “What did I say?” he thought. Then, he cleaned up the plates and went to the kitchen.

Outside, Jez heard the whole argument. He was grinning to himself in victory. “All according to plan!” he thought. “All according to plan!” Then, he came up with another idea. “This is just too easy!” Jez thought wickedly. Then, he hurried back to his master.