Okay, welcome to the fan fiction. Please enjoy, and don't sue, I don't own Chrono Crusade!
"Hello? Is it on? It is? Oh, okay…Alright, my name is Chrono and… what? No, I don't have a last name. No, go away, I'm talking! Sorry about that, anyway, my name is Chrono and I'm here to tell you that the work below is true, and that I agree with the writer's interoperation of it. Rather embarrassing situation for me, but…well, be nice and review, this is the first story she's ever tried! Okay? Okay, great. Now go ahead and read the story…"
"If you dare!"
"Rosette! What are you doing here!"
"Err, nothing?"
"I think she's trying to stop from reading it Chrono!"
"Azmaria? What are you doing here!
Let's just get started.
It was a usual day at the Convent, except for one thing. New ammo. Apparently, Elder had been exchange weapon samples with another member of the Order in a different stationed area. Today he received a package with curious bullets, and of course, Rosette was about mad trying to get her hands on them.
"Elder, COME ON! Please!" The 16 year old had been following him all day, and still she had no weapon! What a calamity. Anyway, Elder finally snapped. "Would you leave me alone! This isn't even finished yet! It may not work the way Victor wants it to!" His expression suddenly changed, now with a large grin. "But, if you let me fondle…"
She punched him repeatedly until he had about five good sized lumps on his head. She picked up the bullet case and pulled one out. The Athena. She chuckled. "What kind of name for a bullet is that?" She pulled out her gun she reversed for the spirits, because, heck, she didn't need it now!
"See? Doesn't this look great on me?" She posed dramatically with the small barreled thing, and then aimed at the tree across from the courtyard they were in. Elder jumped up angrily, and started yelling warnings that would never be heard…"ROSETTE! Put it down! I need to run more tests…"
Bang.
It either missed the tree or bounced off it, because, a large squeal came from the right.
"Oh shit. You hit something." Elder sighed and started running over to the area in question, Rosette rushing behind him.
"I didn't aim wrong or anything!" She wailed halfway toward the figure, "It should have hit the tree!"
Chrono and Azmaria's point of view.
"Where's Rosette?" The white haired girl looked quizzically at Chrono, who grunted and shifted the weight of the reports he was carrying. "Bugging Elder. He got a weapon buddy, remember? I'm headed towards the library, right?" He attempted to see over the pile of paperwork, but to no avail. She looked ahead. "Yes, there's the tree! A little farther…" Chrono smiled, and then sighed. "Jeeze, Rosette, did you ever think about what we had to toda-AHH!" The papers flew every where, and Azmaria screamed bloody murder.
Elder and Rosette's point of view.
"I'm gasp. sorry! Who'd pant I hit and where!" Rosette cried, doubling over to catch her breath.
"Rosette! You fired that!" She looked up to see Azmaria looking at her with a bewildered expression, knelling next to Chrono, who was clutching a handkerchief to the side of his forehead, which was dripping blood down his cheek.
"I hit Chrono? But…how…" Rosette's face moved to an odd expression. Of course then the deeper meaning settled in…she hit her partner. "I HIT CHRONO! Oh my god! I'm sorry! Are you okay! I-I…OH NO!"
Yeah. I know, I know cliffhanger. R&R please!