Disclaimer: This is actually the only time I get to claim any characters
from Gundam. Well, the original ones are mine. Their Gundams and everyone
from the show is not.
A/N: I honestly never intended to write a G Gundam fic. I didn't intend on watching it after I saw Rain interact with Domon. See, I've got this thing where in the very beginning of the series, I can tell the cannon couple. I DETEST cannon couples, but I wouldn't be the good writer people in the ZOIDS section call me if I couldn't pull off a cannon couple. Just don't expect anything like Domon's love confession at the end of the series between the two. I hate mush. I can write it, just don't expect me to keep my lunch down while I do it. So hopefully this will make everyone happy with the pairings. Also, this whole idea came from playing GUNDAM ASSAULT 2 ~entirely~ too much. I had no inspiration until I beat Domon's face into his head with Gundam Maxter. Oh yeah, no new Gundams. And this will be based on something different than the tournament. Annnnnndddd as soon as I know what, I'll let you know. ^ ^ v.
And on a further note: I AM NOT, I REPEAT, AM NOT COPYING DEAD83'S FIC. THIS IS TOTALLY DIFFERENT. Glad I looked at that thing first though.
Neo-America. The place to make things happen. The place things happen whether you make them or not. The place your life can go up the elevator, or down the john. The place where many often dream of going to make something of themselves. To show the world they have a purpose. To show themselves they are somebody. The place to go-
" BANG! BANG! BANG! I AM THE CHAMPION!!!"
-To beat Gun Raider IV: Shower of Bullets.
" And don't you forget it!!"
A young girl, say 15, stood at the screen of said game with a plastic red revolver in her hand. She had just beaten the 8th challenger to her thrown. She'd played this game before it came out and mastered the skills already. And she didn't really hurt their pride, she just pounded the chauvinists. At least she was until a plastic cup collided with her head.
" Ow!!"
" Get outta here Crockett!! You're scaring away customers!!"
" It's my fault they suck?" She asked concededly; blowing on the gun barrel.
The girl called 'Crockett' beat it as various items were thrown at her head. Was it all her fault the guys kept challenging her? She tried to leave 3 times and they all called her a coward and insulted her father. This was a sin and had to be paid for. She simply shoved her gun barrel down their throats and filled their stomachs with bullet holes.
Finally safe from the barrage of objects, she turned and made a face at the owner of the arcade; pulling on her eyelid and sticking out her tongue.
" Nyah!!" She cried.
Deciding that it was boring at the arcade anyway, she started walking home. As she trudged along the dirt road, she snatched up a hay weed and started chewing on it. The setting sun shone off her sun kissed skin. It burnished the violet hair down her neck and burst of pink in her front. Green eyes glimmered roguishly as they caught sight of a proverbial house on a hill. And an even more familiar figure stood at the gates.
" Hey old man!!" She yelled.
He turned at the calling with his hands in his pockets. His hair was the same as hers. His green eyes twinkled with the same mischievousness as hers did. His mouth was in a cunning smile with another hay weed in his own mouth. It was clear the two were related.
" Old man my fist! I'm not even 37 yet! Little girl!" He shot back catching the approaching girl in a headlock and driving his knuckles into her head.
" Hey! Is this anyway to treat a champion?!" She protested; trying in vain to pull his large arm off.
" A little overconfident aren't we Ashes? The next Gundam fight isn't for 3 years; at least for you.. And you're already claiming victory?" He said releasing her.
" Why shouldn't I? I am Ashleigh Crockett, after all!" She said straightening out her hair and putting her fists on her hips, " No one can diss the miss with the golden fists!!" She threw a few punches for emphasis.
" You haven't even mastered the Gounetsu Machinegun Punch." He said putting an arm around her shoulders.
" I don't need it to beat any of the competition, if you want to call it that dad." She said arrogantly.
" Don't be so cocky Ashleigh. You maybe the daughter of Chibodee Crockett, but even 'Chibodee the Great', as he calls himself, was defeated."
" Gee, thanks Cath. Why don't you just light my pants on fire for added effect on shooting me down?" said Chibodee.
" That would ruin my fun." She said walking down to unlock the gate.
" Hey momma!" Ashleigh piped.
" Did you have fun at the arcade?" She asked; leaning on the gate.
" Sure did. Should'of seen me! I was cornered right, and they were all over me. Bullets were whizzing by my head as I rolled left and just let hell loose!"
" Asleigh!" Cath chided.
" Sorry. But anyway! I lit everyone up! I was the winner, as always, and was rewarded with my name on the wall with a plaque and free tokens!" She said proudly.
" You got kicked out again huh?" Chibodee asked.
" Yeah. But once I'm in the Gundam Fights, nothing will stop me!" She said.
" You have to be 18 Ashes." He said.
" I know! Stupid pre-pubescent and his inexperience! If he knew what he was doing, he wouldn't have killed all those people and himself. Can't you do something daddy? You won the last one." She said pouting.
" Oh no. Oooooohhhhhhhhhh no! No! Don't look at me like that! My hands are tied little girl!" He said turning away and crossing his arms.
" Oh piss!" She cried kicking the dirt.
" Ashleigh!!"
A/N: First of the new charries. To be brutally honest, I haven't seen all of G Gundam. I've seen the beginning, the middle and the end, if that makes sense. But one thing I know for sure,
Chibodee: I AM THE CHAMPION!!!!
Yes, Chibodee, you are the champion. *Glomps*
Chibodee: ^ _ ^
A/N: I honestly never intended to write a G Gundam fic. I didn't intend on watching it after I saw Rain interact with Domon. See, I've got this thing where in the very beginning of the series, I can tell the cannon couple. I DETEST cannon couples, but I wouldn't be the good writer people in the ZOIDS section call me if I couldn't pull off a cannon couple. Just don't expect anything like Domon's love confession at the end of the series between the two. I hate mush. I can write it, just don't expect me to keep my lunch down while I do it. So hopefully this will make everyone happy with the pairings. Also, this whole idea came from playing GUNDAM ASSAULT 2 ~entirely~ too much. I had no inspiration until I beat Domon's face into his head with Gundam Maxter. Oh yeah, no new Gundams. And this will be based on something different than the tournament. Annnnnndddd as soon as I know what, I'll let you know. ^ ^ v.
And on a further note: I AM NOT, I REPEAT, AM NOT COPYING DEAD83'S FIC. THIS IS TOTALLY DIFFERENT. Glad I looked at that thing first though.
Neo-America. The place to make things happen. The place things happen whether you make them or not. The place your life can go up the elevator, or down the john. The place where many often dream of going to make something of themselves. To show the world they have a purpose. To show themselves they are somebody. The place to go-
" BANG! BANG! BANG! I AM THE CHAMPION!!!"
-To beat Gun Raider IV: Shower of Bullets.
" And don't you forget it!!"
A young girl, say 15, stood at the screen of said game with a plastic red revolver in her hand. She had just beaten the 8th challenger to her thrown. She'd played this game before it came out and mastered the skills already. And she didn't really hurt their pride, she just pounded the chauvinists. At least she was until a plastic cup collided with her head.
" Ow!!"
" Get outta here Crockett!! You're scaring away customers!!"
" It's my fault they suck?" She asked concededly; blowing on the gun barrel.
The girl called 'Crockett' beat it as various items were thrown at her head. Was it all her fault the guys kept challenging her? She tried to leave 3 times and they all called her a coward and insulted her father. This was a sin and had to be paid for. She simply shoved her gun barrel down their throats and filled their stomachs with bullet holes.
Finally safe from the barrage of objects, she turned and made a face at the owner of the arcade; pulling on her eyelid and sticking out her tongue.
" Nyah!!" She cried.
Deciding that it was boring at the arcade anyway, she started walking home. As she trudged along the dirt road, she snatched up a hay weed and started chewing on it. The setting sun shone off her sun kissed skin. It burnished the violet hair down her neck and burst of pink in her front. Green eyes glimmered roguishly as they caught sight of a proverbial house on a hill. And an even more familiar figure stood at the gates.
" Hey old man!!" She yelled.
He turned at the calling with his hands in his pockets. His hair was the same as hers. His green eyes twinkled with the same mischievousness as hers did. His mouth was in a cunning smile with another hay weed in his own mouth. It was clear the two were related.
" Old man my fist! I'm not even 37 yet! Little girl!" He shot back catching the approaching girl in a headlock and driving his knuckles into her head.
" Hey! Is this anyway to treat a champion?!" She protested; trying in vain to pull his large arm off.
" A little overconfident aren't we Ashes? The next Gundam fight isn't for 3 years; at least for you.. And you're already claiming victory?" He said releasing her.
" Why shouldn't I? I am Ashleigh Crockett, after all!" She said straightening out her hair and putting her fists on her hips, " No one can diss the miss with the golden fists!!" She threw a few punches for emphasis.
" You haven't even mastered the Gounetsu Machinegun Punch." He said putting an arm around her shoulders.
" I don't need it to beat any of the competition, if you want to call it that dad." She said arrogantly.
" Don't be so cocky Ashleigh. You maybe the daughter of Chibodee Crockett, but even 'Chibodee the Great', as he calls himself, was defeated."
" Gee, thanks Cath. Why don't you just light my pants on fire for added effect on shooting me down?" said Chibodee.
" That would ruin my fun." She said walking down to unlock the gate.
" Hey momma!" Ashleigh piped.
" Did you have fun at the arcade?" She asked; leaning on the gate.
" Sure did. Should'of seen me! I was cornered right, and they were all over me. Bullets were whizzing by my head as I rolled left and just let hell loose!"
" Asleigh!" Cath chided.
" Sorry. But anyway! I lit everyone up! I was the winner, as always, and was rewarded with my name on the wall with a plaque and free tokens!" She said proudly.
" You got kicked out again huh?" Chibodee asked.
" Yeah. But once I'm in the Gundam Fights, nothing will stop me!" She said.
" You have to be 18 Ashes." He said.
" I know! Stupid pre-pubescent and his inexperience! If he knew what he was doing, he wouldn't have killed all those people and himself. Can't you do something daddy? You won the last one." She said pouting.
" Oh no. Oooooohhhhhhhhhh no! No! Don't look at me like that! My hands are tied little girl!" He said turning away and crossing his arms.
" Oh piss!" She cried kicking the dirt.
" Ashleigh!!"
A/N: First of the new charries. To be brutally honest, I haven't seen all of G Gundam. I've seen the beginning, the middle and the end, if that makes sense. But one thing I know for sure,
Chibodee: I AM THE CHAMPION!!!!
Yes, Chibodee, you are the champion. *Glomps*
Chibodee: ^ _ ^