Hey thanks for reading, just need to let you know a few things, first off this story is being written by both a friend of mine (Inkbrush now that she has joined) and me. It takes place in the metal master series, and the mains are OCs. No don't leave! I promise it will be ok don't panic, I promise they are good. Anyway, my friend wanted me to let you know that Olivia is my brain child, and Finn is hers. So that all I needed to tell you so on with the show!
"Olivia, I'm booooored!"
"Finn, shut up! I heard you the first twenty times and I've been tuned out for the last hour. Now shh! We're almost there anyway. See?" She pointed to the tall shadows on the horizon. "Here, fix this." She tossed the boy a box of broken bey parts.
With that, Olivia sighed, hearing only the hum of the engine. "I should have thought of that hours ago," she muttered, palm on her forehead.
She looked at the GPS. "Spiral City, ten miles to go."
"Finn. FINN!"
The dark, unruly-haired boy jumped and dropped what he was working on. "What, what?!"
"We're here." She sighed. Ten hours in the car whining, and now he doesn't even notice we arrived.
"Awesome!" he cried with boyish glee, as he tried to leap out of the car but was promptly held back by his seatbelt.
"Seatbelt, Finn?" she offered, responding to his confused look.
"Oh. Right." He quickly undid the belt and hopped out of the vehicle.
"You know, if you wore the shoulder belt, you wouldn't always forget."
"Yeah well, it's annoying."
"Like you, Shorty?"
"Ye-NO."
She smirked triumphantly as she walked to the trunk and got her things. "Well?"
Phineas rolled his eyes before quickly moving beside her and grabbing his things. He was having a bit of trouble though, because he refused to drop the beyblade he had been working on.
Olivia stood by the door, watching him struggle, and sighed. "If you'd put the bey down, you'd be able to carry your stuff."
"But the bey IS my stuff!"
"You're gonna drop something," she said as she walked through the hotel doors.
*WHUMP*
Olivia sighed again. "What did I tell you?"
"Um… Not that I was gonna drop something."
"DAS IST GENAU DAS, WAS ICH GESAGT!" (That's exactly what I said!) She yelled, pinching the bridge of her nose. Sometimes she wondered which one of them was really older.
"Si, pero… BLEH." He stuck out his tongue at her, and bent over to pick up his dropped suitcase which popped open upon impact.
"God knows how you learned Spanish, you can barely speak English properly!"
"Well, English is hard… Spanish is easy, and my dad taught me!"
"Yeah, yeah… C'mon. I'm gonna leave you behind, and I'll have the clerk keep our room number a secret."
"Noo, wait for me. I don't wanna sleep outside tonight…" He quickly shoved his fallen belongings messily into his suitcase and ran after her with one of his shirt sleeves hanging out of the case.
A shapely woman standing at six feet tipped her brown, plaid golf hat and moved aside her blue bangs with a slender finger. Her black, five-inch heels clicked against the pavement as she walked. She looked a bit like a female penguin with her white, short-sleeve blouse and long black pants that gripped her slim legs. The silver bracelets on her right wrist clinked together when she moved. A light brown dress blazer hugged her feminine body. Her bey box and launcher were clipped onto the waistline of her pants. A golden penguin feather hung from a black leather chord and rested upon her B-cup breasts.
Her hair was striking: the color of the sky on one head. Her blonde hair, the color of the bright sun, hung to the small of her back. Her bangs, which occasionally fluttered in her face, were sky blue which accentuated her heterochromic gaze. Her right eye stated a piercing, icy blue color. In stark contrast, her left eye was a deep brown. Her body was definitely that of a woman's, curving in all the right places. Olivia's limbs were slender, along with her fingers and face. She gave off a regal air whenever she walked by.
The boy stood almost a foot shorter than his lady companion, not to say he was happy about it. Compared to his finely dressed friend, he looked like he had just crawled out of a dumpster. Wearing a loose black t-shirt and light blue, raggedy jeans, he was a sight for sore eyes if you wanted to make them even more sore. His dark brown curls, which were impossible to tame, were sticking out as per usual. He was wearing a pair of beat-up, dirty tennis shoes that gave off the green impression that he had mowed grass recently. On his right hand clung a black fingerless glove. Two belts hung on his hips, one between the belt loops of his pants and the other sagging off his hip. Attached to them was his bey box and launcher. A St. Christopher necklace hung off of his neck, strung by a piece of rope.
He didn't look his age, which was a few months over eighteen. Phineas looked, and acted, much younger. His body didn't do him much justice, either. At five feet and an inch in height, it was a little hard to see him at all; Emphasis on little. He had muscle, and it was visible enough, but it wasn't very defined. The boy was thin, and his torso showed a small scar on his left hip as he scratched his belly and unintentionally lifted his shirt. His eyes were a different matter. His gaze expressed what his body failed to; A hidden strength and vast knowledge. Sharply colored, they were a silvery hazel with a dark outline.
His normally cheerful face had become suspicious and skeptical as he watched her walk farther away from him. "¿Llevas tacones a propósito?"(Are you wearing heels on purpose?)
She flipped her hair as she looked back at him and smirked. "Vielleicht."(Perhaps.)
He narrowed his eyes and frowned before deciding that she had done so just to tease him. Finny glared in an annoyed way as he jogged to catch up with her.
His irritation with her vanished once they entered the stadium. His mouth fell open and his eyes widened as he stared in awe at all the people and battling bladers.
Despite his friend's protest, he ran up to the counter and excitedly introduced both of them to the clerk, drawing the attention from most of the people in the room. "We've just drove in. How would you apply for a tournament like this?" he asked, grabbing the paperwork off the counter. He handed a copy to Olivia and plopped down on a bench.
Olivia sighed and quickly filled out the paperwork, noticing that several of the bladers were giving them a suspicious look. She glanced over at Finn to see a mischievous glint in his eye. She sighed again, shaking her head as she handed the paperwork over to the clerk. She could tell he was devising one of his "master" plans again. Surprisingly enough, they usually worked, but then again, he was good at thinking logically and fixing things despite his outward appearance.
After slamming his form on the desk, he turned to look up at her and gave one of his famous grins. "Ready, Olivia?" The lady nodded and followed him as he ran out into the arena.
It only took a few minutes before the audience was settled in their seats and the announcer began to speak. "Welcome, bladers! The Preliminaries to choose Japan's representatives will begin momentarily. But first, I'll need to explain a few rules. Your goal is to score as many points as possible in a Battle Royale-style battle. You can challenge anyone during the time period. You can gain extra points depending on how you defeat your opponent. One point is awarded for a regular defeat, but two are given if you cause a stadium out with a special move. Ready?" The stadium erupted in cheers as the announcer shouted start. The clock began to tick, counting down how long they had left.
"Hey, you two!"
Olivia and Phineas turned around to see two children staring at them.
"They're just as short as you," she observed, raising a thin eyebrow and giving a small smirk.
A vein in Phineas' forehead bulged at the word, and a scowl immediately graced his face.
"You gonna battle or just talk to your girlfriend the whole time?"
His scowl vanished as he looked down and glanced to the side, trying to hide his blush as he grabbed his bey. Unbeknownst to him, Olivia cheeks were tinted a faint pink.
The two children smirked as they readied their beys for battle, thinking it'd be an easy win. Their faces suddenly dropped as the saw the gleam in their opponents' eyes as they launched their beys.
Olivia sighed and Finny cheered as another set of opponents was sent out of the area followed by the bell signaling the end of the challenge. Off on the other side of the arena they could hear someone complaining rather loudly.
The duo looked up at the screen as it began display the list of names of who qualified for the finals. Olivia's eyebrows arched as she saw hers' and Finn's names highlighted on the board. "Oh my..."
Finn grinned from ear to ear, "Are you surprised?"
"No not really, though it is rather troublesome. We need to withdraw so that the proper people can have their places."
"What? Why?" Disappointment covered his face as he looked up at her.
"Because, they're going to have the qualifiers battle for their spots on the team, and this isn't our country."
"So? Why can't we battle more?"
"Because if we went all the way, then withdrew, they have to do it over again."
"But why do we have to withdraw at all?"
Olivia's eye twitched, she had explained this already, "Because this isn't our country!"
"But why does that matter?" Finn whined.
Olivia sighed; he had put on that face again. He really wanted to do this. "Fine we'll continue on, but we are still withdrawing when this is done." He pouted but agreed.
Olivia's P.O.V.
Olivia looked up at the screen as it displayed her's and a silver-haired boy's pictures. He looked to be few years under her. She walked up to the edge of the wide arena and stared at her bey. The profile of a sleek, elegant, black bird with an icy blue crown stared at her, the eyes painted on it glistened. The energy ring was a glossy white, a stark contrast the shining black fusion wheel. Both parts shimmered as the light reflected off the surface. She readied her bey an imperceptible grin began to form.
"Three," she counted.
"Two," Tsubasa replied as he readied his launcher.
"One..."
"Let it rip!" They shouted together, launching their bays into the concave dome.
Two jets of light, one black and one purple, flashed into the stadium and started to spin clockwise around the ring.
The silver-haired blader was the first to go on the offensive. "Go, Eagle!"
The purple top charge across the stadium and began attacking Guin. Olivia smirked slightly as her bey returned the attack with equal force and it became a standoff.
Olivia looked the boy over closely. He had a calm energy, but there was a subtle undertone of nervousness to it as well.
Her lips formed a smirk when she figured out where to attack. "Is this all the power you have? Because if it is, you'll lose. Guin! Hydro Slice!"
The black bey suddenly put forth a burst of power, pushing Eagle into the center of the ring, before coming after it in a sudden attack.
The elegant top began a barrage of slices, coming at the bey from all angles. "Pathetic. I heard you made it to Battle Bladers, Tsubasa."
She flipped her hair back and smiled, observing the scene before her. The energy around the purple bay was fading; perfect.
"I was hoping for more of a fight… Ah well, I guess there's a reason you were first out in the quarter finals." The energy was almost gone.
"Guin, finish him." Her bi-colored eyes sharpened as the black and white bey stopped, then charged forward, poised to knock the other bey out of the ring.
"NO!"
Her eyes looked up and widened as a dark energy surrounded him.
"I WILL WIN! I WILL WIN!"
Olivia gasped as she saw Eagle fill with the same dark power. "Guin! Pull out! Proctor, I withdraw!"
Her hand reached out and caught her bey in her hand just as the Eagle went on its attack spree in the area.
She sighed, looking at it fondly as she stepped off the platform…
Phineas' P.O.V.
Phineas watched Olivia's battle with excitement, his arms crossed over his chest as he looked upon them. Though as the battle moved forward, his large smile slowly disappeared. In its place, a furrowed brow and frown appeared. He watched her pull back and, in the first place, go pretty easy on the guy. Clearly, her actions perturbed him. He didn't really understand why she went easy on the kid, or why she thought she couldn't take that attack. Sure, Guin would have gotten a little beaten up, but it wouldn't be anything too serious. Besides, he knew that she knew that he would repair any damages done to either of their beyblades. It was his job, after all.
He couldn't help but think that it had something to do with what she had said earlier. Something about withdrawing because they would have to redo the entire tournament if they didn't, or something... But why? The battlers here were so weak, it couldn't have been a major tournament or anything. Certainly not a tournament to pick the country's representatives. At least, it seemed that way to Finn.
Confused, he looked to the screen as they were directed to see who would go up against who next. It was troubling him, but he needed to focus more on the upcoming battle. He raised his eyebrows in slight surprise when he saw his and some other guy's face pop up on the screen. As his and his opponent's names were announced, they proceeded to the battle arena. So his name's Kyoya, huh? Don't think I've heard of him...
Once they were both in position, Phineas grabbed his beyblade. On it were designs of a clenched, orange fist(face bolt) that looked like it wanted to punch the person who looked at it right in the face. It had a jet-black energy ring, a forest-green outer ring(fusion wheel), and an earthy brown spin track and round performance tip which could be seen as he readied it for launch. His opponent had a bey that had the same forest-green color on its energy ring, its fusion wheel was silver, and its spin track and flat performance tip were a pearly white.
"Three," Kyoya counted. Finn noticed his voice was raspy, even though he was young.
"Two," Phineas counted back, his usual sunny expression replaced with a serious one. Olivia's battle was still bothering him a little.
"One..."
"Let it rip!" They shouted simultaneously, launching their beys into the ring. The tops landed nicely and spun around and around so quickly that their colors blurred together.
"Attack him, Leone!" Kyoya commanded. His beyblade charged at the other, intending to knock him out of the stadium with one blow.
"Bounce, Marco!" Finn's beyblade changed direction and charged right back at Leone. Right before it was hit, its adjustable performance tip extended, shooting the bey into the air and above Leone, before going back to its original size quickly so it could hop right over its charging opponent and land behind it safely.
"Switch and attack!" Finn commanded, taking advantage of Kyoya's surprise and his own bey's speed. It stopped and charged right back at Leone, smacking it from behind and knocking it to the middle.
Kyoya narrowed his eyes and growled. He preferred to end this quickly, but no. This guy insisted on putting up a fight and delaying the inevitable. How old was he anyway, twelve? He'd be taller if he was older.
"Impressive, kid. But I'm ending this now."
Phineas' eyebrow twitched a couple times.
"Attack again, Leone! Go!" The lion beyblade charged and attempted to attack, chasing Marco around like prey. He figured the same trick wouldn't work twice against his beyblade, now that he knew what he was going to do.
"Good idea. Now we just have to see if you can land a hit." Phineas smirked and watched Kyoya's facial expression change, then shifted his attention back to the battling beyblades. Marco started hopping around, using the same technique as before to do so. When he wasn't, he was spinning and moving in very unpredictable and unorthodox patterns. Occasionally, he would brush by Leone, but would go by so quickly and then change direction again. It kept Kyoya's beyblade from hardly touching him.
Kyoya snarled. He figured that this guy was a one-trick pony. All he was doing was dodging. "Grrr... Enough!" he roared. Leone stopped chasing after Marco and sat in the center of the dome. "Special Move: Lion 100 Fang Fury!" Leone started spinning rapidly, building up a whirlwind around him.
Marco dashed around the outer ring of the playing field, no longer jumping around or making sudden jerks and changing direction. Phineas narrowed his eyes and watched the tornado spiral above Leone and the playing field before feeling a plastic cup smack against his shoe. He watched it get dragged into the playing field by the force of the vacuum that the wind created. He looked around and saw people complaining as their hot dogs, nachos, soda, and chili fries flew out of their hands and fell onto the floor. Already, a few items were swept into the stadium and were making a mess.
Now this could prove useful.
While Phineas was preoccupied with the flying food, Marco was slowly creeping towards the tornado like a curious monkey. It started getting sucked into the tornado and sort of panicked, extending its performance tip to help keep grounded. Unfortunately, all that did was make a terrible screeching sound and caused the audience and Kyoya - even his Leone - to flinch. The whirlwind went out of control for a few moments, slinging all of its picked up objects around. Marco included, it landed on its "face" but quickly recovered. However, a cup landed upside down on it, trapping it inside. The tornado was gone, but everyone was a little surprised at the bouncing, moving cup.
Crap. The thing Finn had wanted to use against Leone had been used against him, first. What had spilled out of the cup was soda, and would get between his bey's joints and make them all sticky, which would also get debris stuck inside. Marco could get seriously damaged... However, he could still win if he just used one of his special moves.
But then he thought of Olivia, what she said and how she had battled. He agreed to withdraw, but in the middle of a battle...? Phineas sighed in a disappointed manner. Fine. Have it your way, Olivia. "I surrender."
Kyoya's face flashed onto the screen as the victor while Phineas moved to get his beyblade, which had just gotten out from under the cup and was dashing around as if it was angry. "Sorry, buddy. Next time'll be different," he promised. Marco bounced indignantly one more time before flying into his master's hand.
Kyoya smirked at his win. It was an odd battle, but he won, and that was all that mattered. The two walked away from each other, off the stage.
Normally, Finn would have congratulated his opponent on their win, and would have said how awesome the battle was, but he was too concerned with his beyblade's condition as well as the outcome of Olivia's plan. He would have started fixing Marco up immediately, but he didn't bring his tools with him. Finn refused to take his eyes off of his partner as he moved through the crowd and sat down beside Olivia. He said nothing, a blank look on his face as he inspected his bey. He didn't look angry or sad, or even confused anymore. He was too absorbed in the work his beyblade would need, which he considering to be fun. Same old Finn.
Olivia was surprised that Finn had pulled out, but then again he knew better than anyone what soda could do to a bey.
She beckoned him over as she rubbed her thumb over Guin's face bolt. She could tell he wasn't happy about having to withdraw.
She was about the say something when the announcer called their names asking for them to step up. Olivia sighed and raised her hand, "I withdraw!"
Finn also raised his hand, but didn't look up from his beyblade. "I also withdraw." The announcer stuttered at this. He didn't expect two of the contestants that placed to withdraw. He hadn't even expected one to do so. He had to call in to the people controlling the board, and they ended up scooting up the people that would have been in Phineas' and Olivia's spots if they hadn't shown up at all. It took a little bit longer, but the tournament victors were easily settled.
As it was being done, Marco started hopping up and down in his hand, and a small smile fell on its owner's face at the enthusiasm it displayed. However, he clapped his other hand over it. If it kept moving around, it would expose more places to the soda that was already inside. Stupid sugar water... Finn hated it. He liked the taste of soda but refused to drink it because of how acidic it was, to his work and his teeth. He sort of blamed it for how short he was, saying it melted his bones(he knows it's impossible) because he drank it all the time when he was a kid.
His gaze was finally tore from his beyblade when he decided to stare at Olivia instead. He started thinking, and it showed on his face because it changed from blank to one of consideration. When he was really thinking, you could see it on his face and in his eyes, and he was doing so now. The gears in his head turned and span like the beyblades in the arena. He just hoped she wouldn't notice, because then he would have to explain himself. Finn knew that, by now, she could read all of his expressions and even his body language. She pretty much peered into his soul whenever their eyes met. Not that he minded, he liked looking at her eyes, though he only did it when it was appropriate. He was used to them, but he still thought her eyes were very pretty. Pretty, because they were unique.
Though his eyes slowly widened when they announced the results. But it wasn't the names he was surprised at, it was something the announcer said, and two words stuck in his head. Japan's and representatives echoed in his ears. His head slowly turned as he looked back down at the floor again. Clearly, he was shocked.
After a few moments, he busted up laughing. He sat up then looked at Olivia out of the corner of his eye. "No wonder you wanted us to withdraw! You know, you should've just said this was a tournament to decide the members of the Japanese team. I would have understood," he purred, grinning as he leaned back against the bench. Olivia could only shake her head at her ignorant friend.
"I did explain! Dumkopf ie." She slipped Guin into the box on her hip as she looked around. Finn frowned. He tried to remember when she did, and suddenly, the light bulb turned on. "Ohhhh!" he exclaimed, an 'I get it now' expression on his face. But it soon changed and turned into a frown again. He looked at his friend. "You need to learn how to explain things better, dama."
Olivia whirled around, grabbed his ear, and yanked down in an attempt to stretch his ear out. "And maybe this will get you to listen better!"
"Maybe it's because of your constant nagging that I don't hear very well!" His ear was further yanked in response.
"Ow!" he yelped.
Finn's abuse was interrupted when Olivia saw that the two kids they had knocked out of the quarter finals were looking at them. One had dark spiky hair; the other was blond and shorter than Finn. By the look on their faces, they were pretty angry. "Hey! What's the big idea come here, battling, then withdrawing?" the small one yelled. Phineas blinked, rubbing his ear, as the two children walked up to them. They were yelling about the two of them withdrawing from the tournament.
"So you're upset that we withdrew." They nodded angrily. "So that must mean that you're upset that you got put in as one of Japan's representatives because we withdrew. Why?" he asked. A confused look popped on their faces and they turned to look at each other, before glaring back at Phineas.
"That's beside the point! Why did you enter in the first place if you knew you were gonna withdraw?" they exclaimed, fuming and clenching their fists.
Masamune and the blond haired kid, Yu, walked over to them.
"Yeah, what's the big idea, making the number one blader wait like that?"
Olivia pinched her nose, this guy was more annoying that Finn!
Finn looked up and scratched his head. "Well, I didn't know it was to decide Japan's representatives. Y'see, we're not from Japan."
She turned and glared at the two boys. Her eyes throwing them off. "Masamune! A bit of advice, stop calling yourself the number one blader. It makes you look stupid. Before you argue with me, think about this; you are not ranked in any standings, you took no part in Battle Bladers, and you lost to four other people here today, including myself and my friend. Above all that, you are about to take part in a tournament to decide to whom that title belongs to. The only person at the moment that can call himself that is Ginkga. Even then it's arguable, because Battle Bladers only reached Japan. Now good day, Herr Kadoya."
Finn brought out a tiny wrench from his pocket and lightly bonked Yu on the head with it. As usual, he had a big smile on his face. "Run along, now. Such prestigious prodigies shouldn't be bothering with quitters like us," he purred. It was clear by what he said and how he worded it that he was being sarcastic. "Plus, she's probably gonna get pretty mad if you two stick around any longer." He just wanted them to leave.
Masamune scowled. "Huh! You dunno what you're talking about, lady. I AM the best beyblader. Just wait and see! I'll beat you and everybody else, especially you!" With that, he stormed off, Yu following closely behind.
Phineas twirled his wrench and pocketed before slouching on the bench. "So what now?" he asked, looking up at her with a cute smile and an expecting gaze.
She turned toward Finn. Damn him and that infectious smile that melted her! He was like a bouncing ball of sun shine. He was cute, and he made it so hard for her to keep a straight face. "I was hoping to talk to some of the bladers and mechanics here before we left to get some design ideas…"
Glad they were moving on so he could get to work, he turned and looked up at her with a bright expression. Big smile, bright eyes; the works. However, his facial expression dropped when she suddenly turned it around on him and said they were staying there so she could get some ideas from other people in her work area. But he knew that she enjoyed her work and also had to do this, so he tried to go back to the happy expression he had had. Finn just hoped she hadn't noticed, because he didn't want her to think he didn't want to stay. Well, he didn't, but only because his tools weren't here. All he had was a small wrench.
But he was unable to keep his original expression, but he was able to keep from frowning. His face turned blank as he responded. "Alright, I'll just wander around a bit and see if I can find something to do. Call me when you're done." With that, he put Marco in his box and shoved his hands into his pants before strolling away, disappearing into the crowd of people. Once he did something like that, he would be impossible to find because of how short he was. But for some reason, he was always able to find who he wanted to meet in a short amount of time. It was weird...
Olivia watched as Finn walked off and disappeared into the crowd. She sighed before turning back to her objective. She walked toward where Yu and Masamune had walked off to. She dismissed their shouts of anger as she introduced herself to ginger-haired blader that had won Battle Bladers. "Hello, I'm Olivia Ro, and I work for Cyber Industries, Research and Development. I was wondering if I go have a look at your bey?"
"Um…You want to see my Pegasus?" He clutched his bey protectively.
"Yes, if you'd be so kind. It's my job to look for incredible beys and bring back ideas to my country. It would absolutely incredible to get a look at the bey that won Battle Bladers. Your battle is legendary."
"Well you see, that could be a problem. That Pegasus disappeared after that battle, and this is a different one, so sorry."
"Gingka, be nice." A girl with brown hair smacked him, taking the bey and handing it to the white-haired woman.
"Thank you Frau..." She said, taking the blue top from her.
"Madoka Amano."
"Thank you, Frau Madoka." She looked at it and gasped. "Beautiful, just beautiful. Galaxy Pegasus W105R2F. What a unique fusion wheel, the wings. Beautiful, just beautiful. Do you have any schematics or data on it?"
"Yes, I have data on Storm Pegasus as well."
"Wonderful! Thank you Frau Madoka, thank you." Olivia's face lit up a little as she followed the mechanic out of the stadium. She stopped a moment after remembering something. Olivia turned and tossed the blue bey back to Gingka.
A couple minutes later, Finn was standing at a glass display window and grinning like a maniac. They had tools in there! And people were working on their beyblades! He could even tell what brand of tools they were. They weren't as good as his, but they would do for now.
Finn bounced up to the guy in front of the door to the room. "Hey, mister! Can I work on my bey in here?" he asked gleefully.
The scruffy man looked him over and gave him a slightly suspicious gaze. He had a cigarette hanging out of his mouth, and was leaning up against one of the windows. "Sure, kid. If, that is, you can show me that you're a licensed mechanic." The man smirked.
Phineas just grinned and pulled out his wallet. He sifted through it for a couple moments before yanking out his license and handing it to the man. "Here you go!"
Surprised, the man's eyes widened. This guy didn't look a year over sixteen... He looked over the license and the picture on it, as well as all the information listed. He looked pretty impressed and nodded. "Alright, kid. Sorry for misjudging you, go ahead."
"Woohoo, finally!" Finny cried, grabbing his license and throwing his hands up into the air in happy victory. He walked through the door and sat down at an open station, snapped on his goggles, and pulled out Marco. Grinning one of his biggest and toothiest grins, he took the pressurized water jet from its spot and put it on the desk. He'd be using it right after he took Marco apart, which he immediately got to working on. Maybe, depending on how long Olivia took, he could make a few adjustments to his own beyblade instead of just cleaning and repairing it...
Olivia looked at the flash drive in her hand and smirked, this was a great progress, she had the specks of one the most amazing bey she had ever laid eyes on. It had been gorgeous. Her only complaint was that Finn wasn't there. He would have loved to look at it, and it would have been nice to have someone that wasn't glaring at her to talk to aside from Madoka, and not that she'd ever admit it, she really missed his sun-shiny energy. Her train of thought ended as she walked into the hotel they were staying at and headed up to their room.
Finn worked on Marco for hours, not having a stray thought until he had finished cleaning and repairing the damages his bey received from battle. Once he had finished, he looked at his phone to see if he had missed any calls or text messages. Only the loudest yell could break his trance when he was working, and a phone going off wouldn't make the cut. The multiple glares he had gotten while he was working didn't pull it off, either. He just hadn't noticed them at all.
Now, only a few people were left in the stadium, and it was starting to get dark outside. He sat up and took his goggles off of his eyes, propping them on his forehead. He turned around. "Hey, guy!"
The guy from the door turned around and gave him a slightly irritated look.
"Am I supposed to leave or something?"
The man shook his head. "Nah, you got lots of time. We don't close up for a while, and this place stays open the longest."
Phineas grinned. "Cool! Thanks." And with that, he turned back around, put his goggles back on, and started tuning and adding a few little gadgets to his beyblade. That alone took about three more hours, and when he looked up again, it was pitch black outside. The man at the door wasn't there, and no one else seemed to be around.
"Crap," he muttered. Finn took off his goggles completely and put them back in their proper place, along with all the other tools, and got up. He checked his phone again and frowned. Still nothing from Olivia... she probably forgot. He sighed and ran a hand through his curly hair. Oh well, might as wel- Rrrrrrrrrggg...
Phineas looked down at his stomach and couldn't help but let out a slightly embarrassed chuckle. When he was absorbed in his work, he was in an absolute trance. Thirstiness, hunger, you name it. It wouldn't be able to get him to stop. He figured he could go to the gas station and get a snack as well as a drink on the way back to the hotel. Hopefully, it was allowing people inside. After all, it was almost midnight.
He walked out of the room and moved towards the entrance to the stadium. The man who had been at the door before spotted him and called out. "Hey! I was just about to come get you. We're finishing closing up here, so you gotta leave."
Finn nodded. "No problem, I finished anyway. Thanks for letting me use the shop for so long."
The guy grinned. "Ah, it's no big deal. I used to be like you. I loved my work. Hey, take care walking home, y'hear?"
Phineas gave a dismissive gesture with his hand as he walked out the doors. "Sure, thanks."
The boy entered the night alone, looking up at the night sky as he instinctively moved forward. There weren't many stars out that night, but then again, this town was sort of big. He would occasionally spot a helicopter or a plane cruising overhead, and would smile thinking of being inside of one. He enjoyed machines of all sorts, and that included having any contact at all with them.
It took him a few minutes to get to the gas station. He silently entered and promptly picked out a plain old water bottle and a Hershey's milk chocolate bar. He may have had a thing against sugar water, but he loved sweets in food form. He paid for it and walked out the door, yawning as he entered the streets. Finn checked his phone again, his eyes widening when he saw that it was exactly twelve o' clock. He needed to hurry if he wanted to get to the hotel before they stopped letting people in. If they still were, anyway. There was just one problem...
He didn't feel like running.
Phineas just shrugged and opened his candy, munching on chocolate as he walked. He decided to be in no particular rush. If they would let him in, then they would. If they wouldn't, then he would be sleeping in a tree tonight. He didn't mind the idea of that, though Olivia would probably be worried or insult him in German when she found out. Ah well, he was used to it.
When he got to the hotel, he was fully prepared to find a nice, tall tree to climb up. But as it turned out, they accepted people all throughout the night. Surprised but happy he would be getting a bed and a blanket, he suddenly realized how cold it was. It was almost forty degrees(F)... and he was just wearing a t-shirt and jeans. Meh, the cold hardly bothered him.
Olivia pushed her chair back and stretched as she looked at the work she had completed. The room had been unnervingly quiet and she couldn't sleep, so she had started working on new design ideas for Guin. The bey was more than just her best friend, she acted as a beta tester for all her new plans. There was only so much a computer model could tell her before she needed to test it in real life. She looked over at Guin on the desk and smiled, with this new design she may very well be able to pull off the special move that that they had in mind.
She turned back to her tablet and began drawing again, adding a tooth here, stream lining something there. It was tedious work, but she was almost done. She would try and work on Marco, but Phineas never let her keep the thing long enough to draw up new plans, he was always tinkering. She rubbed her eyes and sighed. Olivia knew she shouldn't worry, Finn could take of himself, but she couldn't help it. He was precious to her.
Finn climbed up the stairs to the room and let out a loud yawn as he flashed the card key and the door unlocked. He doubted Olivia was still awake, but then again, she had trouble sleeping when there was silence or he wasn't snoring. She had gotten so used to him snoring, she once even woke him up because he wasn't trumpeting loudly. It was unfortunate for him, because it gave him away, but he was too sleepy to think about that now.
When the clock read 1:02am Olivia heard Finn come in. She sighed. Even with Jet Lag, he would still stay out late.
Not checking to see if she was asleep, just in case she wasn't and he barged in on something, Phineas took out his suitcase and stripped. His bed was in the room you walked into when you entered the hotel room, while hers was separated by a shared bathroom and two doors. He tossed his shoes, socks, shirt, and pants into a laundry basket and grabbed some plaid pajama pants from his unzipped bag. They were wrinkled, but comfy and warm. Shirtless, he flopped onto his bed and yawned again, burying his face into his pillow afterwards. It was warm in the room, and he was just outside, so he didn't feel like he needed a blanket. He planned to pull it up after he got used to the temperature, but he fell asleep before he could. Finn snored as he always did, his mouth agape as the horrible noise emitted from his mouth. You'd think a boy that small would be a silent sleeper, but it was far from that.
With him safe and sound, Olivia saved and closed up her projects. She went and curled up under the blankets on her bed, drifting off to the sound of her annoying friend's snoring.
Phineas woke up on his own, a drowsy and half-awake look on his face. His hair was wild and untamed, as it usually was, so he almost never had to worry about having a bed head. He was in an odd position, his arms wrapped tightly around his pillow as he slept on his stomach. A small wet spot was on the pillow, more than likely made from his own drool.
He stretched and sat up, not thinking to look at the time before he shuffled into the bathroom and shoved a toothbrush in his mouth. He wouldn't attempt to brush his hair, so for now, all he had left to do was wash his face.
Yawning again as he walked out of the bathroom, he finally felt awake. He also felt like he could sleep on the rug, as it was pretty soft. Finn grabbed a clean pair of boxers, some new jeans he was forced to buy because all of his were old, and a regular white t-shirt that he was pretty sure was clean. It didn't have stains, and didn't smell, so it was fine for him. However, he left them aside on his bed. He would wear them until after he took his shower, which would be done after breakfast.
Food was very important.
He reached around and scratched his back as he moved to the kitchen and rummaged around, making a ruckus. He didn't know where things were, so he opened and shut doors and clanged pans(on accident) until he found the right skillet. He stuck it on the stove and turned on the heat, grabbing eggs and other breakfast goodies out of the fridge. Omelets were his specialty. He didn't know if Olivia wanted one, but he decided to make one for her anyway. If she didn't want it, he would eat it. His had an even amount of peppers, onions, diced potatoes, cheese, sausage, and bacon bits. He didn't like tomatoes, so he didn't add them. For Olivia's, he put in a small amount of onions, a couple peppers to give it flavor, and then the bulk of it consisting of the potatoes, cheese, and meat.
He put her plate on the wooden table in the kitchen for her to find. Next to it, he stuck Marco on a note that said I know you've wanted to look at him, so here he is. You can keep him for awhile, but I want him back by noon 'cause I wanna go sightseeing. Hey, will you come with me when I do? It'll be more fun that way. :)
Finn grabbed two pans and stood by the bathroom after leaving her the note and food. He took a deep breath before banging them together with awesome force, causing a deafening noise that would have woken up her as well as every other person on their floor. After about thirty seconds, he put them back and took his food outside. He wanted to sit on the balcony and watch the world. Plus, he really enjoyed the wind.
Olivia bolted up to the sound of banging pans. She was going to kill him. He had to have woken up the whole floor. She seriously wondered if he was super human or something, didn't he feel jet lag? She groaned has she walked half dazed into the kitchen area of their rented room. The wonderful sight of one of Finn's omelets greated her along with a note. Her anger ebbed away at the sight of the food. No sense in killing him now. She walked over to the coffee maker and grabbed a cup.
Phineas took his plate outside and set it on the glass table, goosebumps forming on his bare skin as a chill ran down his body. It was colder out today than it was last night. Or maybe it was just that he didn't have a shirt on yet... Ah well. He set his plate down and walked back inside, deciding that he needed hot chocolate(the drink) if he wanted to stay outside for awhile.
The blonde woman sat down and began eating as she read the note, a small smile forming on her face as she did so. She'd actually have Marco long enough to design improvements, it was astounding. She was almost temped to tell him that she had gotten a hold of Pegasus' designs, almost. She was grinning, thinking of ideas, when Finn came in. She turned to say something but stopped. Her face turned a light pink as she looked her friend over. Olivia quickly turned back to her food before he saw her face.
"Finn, first of all put a shirt on, and secondly, I'll go with you. You better be ready on time, though. Oh, and if you ever wake me up like that again, I will kill you."
He smiled when he entered the room and saw her awake and eating, but frowned in disappointment when she told him to put a shirt on. He pouted, his face looking even more boyish than before. "I don't wanna. Wearing a shirt is a pain."
He had always been that way. When he was just a little tyke, he would run around shirtless(and occasionally pantless, but shhh) all the time, and sometimes even paint things on his chest. He was a weird one, that kid.
With that, he decided to ignore her first order, but he grinned happily when she accepted his offer. "Awesome!" he exclaimed, suddenly coming up and hugging her from behind. What was sad was that he didn't even need to bend his knees to hug her, even though she was sitting down.
Smiling cutely, he was clearly excited about the events to follow later in the day. There was a bounce in his step as he quickly did the dishes before moving back outside again, ignoring her death threat. He picked up his plate and his glass and set them on the railing, somehow getting them to balance on the first try. The boy was occasionally dumb as all hell, but he understood physics, math, and logic in general better than anyone his age. And to boot, he was good with his hands, but clumsy with his feet. He couldn't dance at all. Ridiculous, right?
She got up and put her plate in the sink. Olivia walked into her room and shut the door behind her. She moved over to her desk and started up her tablet, quickly setting an alarm for eleven before she started to work, drawing out some ideas in her head…
Finn honestly didn't feel tired at all. Maybe he didn't feel jet lag because he often messed up his sleeping clock by working way too late. One time, he worked for two whole days and a night before going to bed without even noticing what time it was. He even thought it was the day before because of it, and it just messed up his entire calender. Nonetheless, that was a very busy day for him.
Phineas ate his food but sat outside for about an hour longer, watching the world around him, before coming back inside. Shower time, then a nap or exploring the hotel, and finally sightseeing. Dragging Olivia to random restaurants for lunch and dinner also counted as sightseeing on his agenda, so it was just one big block that would end up taking at least half of the day.
Finn knocked on the bathroom door to make sure she wasn't in, then walked in when there was no answer. Then he had to knock on the door leading from the bathroom to HER room, just to be polite before he entered. A couple seconds after he did, he cracked the door open and stuck his head inside. "I'm taking a shower now, so no coming in!" He shut the door and grabbed his clean pair of clothes. He flung off his pajama pants and dirty boxers, started up the water, and hopped in. Luckily for Olivia, he wasn't the type to sing while bathing.
Olivia waved her hand dismissively when he poked his head in, not paying attention. Her mind was busily working out ideas. One was just on the brink of being completed. Finn had always wanted a defensive move, and with this new design he may just be able to pull it off. The alarm on her computer rang just as she put the finishing touches on the plans. She quickly hit save and shut down the computer. Knowing Finn, he'd make this an all-day thing.
She sighed and walked over to her closet and pulled out some street clothing. Black and white converse, jeans, a long black and white plaid wrap shirt. She let her hair hang as she looked herself over in the mirror satisfied with her look for the day. She clipped Guin on the bracelet on her right forearm.
Finn had finished up his shower and gotten dressed awhile ago. The boy was out of the room and down on the first floor of the hotel, in the lobby. He was looking over a brochure for tourists even though he had already looked through six of them. He was holding it up with his left hand, reading it, while he was writing down ideas on a paper with his right hand. He was a natural-born multi-tasker, being able to read very quickly as well as remember things easily. Phineas was ambidextrous, so if he was busy enough, you could sometimes see him working on two projects at the same time but only with one hand for each.
Apparently, he was taking this very seriously. Maybe he took all the research seriously, but he looked like he was trying to find a lost person or figure out where a murderer would strike next. His expression said so. His eyes were darting back and forth as he read at breakneck speeds, his eyebrows furrowed in heavy concentration.
They were in the Kyushu region at the moment, so Yakushima was a must. If he didn't get to visit there and climb all over anything, he would just die. He was also pretty sure Olivia would enjoy the scenery. It was a pretty awesome place. He hadn't been able to decide on a restaurant though, because he knew his friend was picky. Phineas had written down a few other places, but they weren't in this particular region or he wasn't sure about them because of Olivia, so they weren't planned in the day as of yet. Hmmm... Maybe they would just walk around and visit every place that looked interesting. That was always memorable, but sometimes not in the best way.
Running her hand though her hair, Olivia turned and walked out into the commons area, while she waited for Finn to finish getting ready.
She was excited with her designs for Guin and Marco. She could feel the potential in the two beys. It was exciting, bringing out their full potential. She could see the spirits that resided in the bey, and the energy both blader and bey shared. It was an incredible sight to behold. It could be quite terrifying as well; Her fight yesterday had proved that.
Finn was trying his hardest to not get too involved in his research, and remain conscious of the clock. Unfortunately, he hadn't changed. When he looked up, his eye and fingers twitched. Five minutes late, and Olivia was waiting. He hadn't even finished. He grabbed the paper and tossed the brochures onto the table, scrambling through the lobby and up the stairs. He arrived at the commons area breathing heavily, looking slightly annoyed with himself. "Sorry I'm late," he apologized immediately, standing up straight and folding up the paper. "Do you have anywhere you wanted to go? I mean, I have a few places, but I don't wanna go somewhere you wouldn't want to..." he blurted out, looking down and scratching the back of his neck nervously.
Olivia sighed. Five minutes, that wasn't very bad compared to how long he had made her wait before. When she first met him, he had been almost two hours late. The only reason she had waited was because she didn't have anyone else. "No, there isn't really anywhere I don't want to go." Her hand twitched for a moment, she was anxious to try something, "But I would like to stop by the bey park at some point today, if that's alright."
Finn was a little disappointed. She didn't really have anywhere she wanted to go, and he had almost no idea where she would like to go. He found it a little strange that she would want to go to Bey park today, because they could any day, but ah well. It would give him more time to figure out where to go for lunch and then after Yakushima. Besides, he enjoyed battling.
The thought made him blink. Olivia still had Marco! Had she made any modifications? In a way, he sort of hoped not. He liked surprising her and the people around him with all the custom-made parts and odd modifications that let it do really cool things in battle. At the same time, he was extremely excited to figure them out if she had.
"Sure thing, we can go right now, but can I have Marco back?" he asked, holding out his hand to her. "We'll have lunch after that." Phineas thought of all the restaurants they had here. "What sounds best; ramen, yakiniku(one of those restaurants where you order the meet and stuff you want but you grill it yourself), or something more western? Or we could just come back here and I could grill steak and chicken and stuff..." he suggested, a thoughtful expression on his face. Clearly, he wanted the day to be fun for both of them.
She looked out the window and smiled. It was a beautiful day. She was looking forward to spending the day with Finn, but she was a bit wary of his food choice for the day. "Ready to go?"
The curly-hair boy nodded and grinned his famous grin again. He grabbed her hand in his and lead her out of the hotel. The kid was clearly very excited about all the fun they would have, and he couldn't wait to see his best friend grin in delight. Today was gonna be awesome.