Nyan Cat

Don't own Beyblade, don't own Nyan Cat… oh, and I don't own Dizzi either!

AN: My brother… had me watch this… and then I tried the three hour version… and thought of this. (I couldn't finish the video; it got kind of boring… and made my ears bleed.) (Yet I was listening to it as I typed part of this. I got to the one and a half hour mark.) Oh, and depending on the feedback I get, I will be doing this for other teams as well!

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"Tyson," Rei said, walking into the Granger dojo, "Max… What the hell are you doing?" Tyson and Max glanced up from where they were curled on the floor.

"Uh, nothing Rei!" Max said. Oh, if the neko-jin knew… he'd kill them.

"Just watching this video," Tyson said after a moment. "I thought you weren't coming back until later today." Rei shrugged.

"Honestly, Mariah's idea of a 'good movie' makes me sick to my stomach. God, pink on pink on pink and romance to the tenth power…" he made a gagging noise as he sat down next to his fellow team mates, who shifted awkwardly. "So what are you watching?" Running across the screen was a gray cat with a pink frosted pop-tart as a body, and a rainbow trailing behind it.

"Uh… it's called Nyan Cat," Max said hesitantly. He knew how sensitive the Rei was to 'disgrace of the feline kind' as the neko put it, and didn't know how he would react to this. It had been Tyson's idea really… and since he didn't have a computer at the dojo he'd 'borrowed' Dizzi for a little while.

"What on earth…?" Rei appeared stupefied, as though not sure what to think. "This is… is…" Max waited for the explosion. "THIS IS TEN FREAKING HOURS LONG?" Not what he had expected, but at least they didn't have to worry about a murderous Rei anymore.

"Yeah, we're having a little contest," Tyson said. "First person who goes insane owes the other ten bucks." Rei pulled the headphones out of the jack, and the annoying music (I'm not going to try and describe it) filled the room.

His eye twitched, but his intent was all too clear. "Count me in," he said unnecessarily, "I could use some extra cash."

Max shrugged. "Okay!"

"Hey wait," Tyson said, "That's not fair! He's not going to have to watch as much of it as we are!"

"I'll watch an extra… hour, two minutes, and thirty-three seconds once you two are finished," Rei said quickly, hoping to avoid a fight and making a note of the time on a bit of paper so a fight didn't escalate later. Then he made himself comfortable and prepared for anything.

Four hours later

Rei's foot was asleep. He shifted, trying not to disturb his right ear, which he was almost certain was bleeding. He would have, if she had walked through the door, begged Mariah to take him to a cheesy romance movie. As if on cue, the door opened, and Rei's head flew up. Thank god, Mariah's come to save me! But it was Kai, not the pinkette, who was standing in the doorframe. Oh god, we're doomed. However, Kai simply walked over, glanced at the screen, and walked off towards the kitchen.

About two eternities (or maybe minutes), he came back with a bowl of popcorn and a blanket, which he spread over the three. "You're all being idiots."

"Gee," Tyson said, grabbing a handful of aforementioned popcorn, "Thanks for the moral support. What kind of team captain are you?" Kai only shook his head before turning to leave. Of course, tripping over Rei wasn't really part of his agenda… the dual haired teen went crashing to the floor in a very undignified heap.

"Kai, I think you broke my back." Kai didn't look fazed. He just stood, brushed himself off, and walked away.

End of the video…

Tyson had left. He simply had reached a breaking point at the eight and a half hour mark, and was currently eating in the kitchen. Max's left eye was twitching, and Rei's eyes, he felt sure, were bloodshot. Why was he doing this again? Cat… pop-tart… He rubbed his eyes. "Max?" He said, "I can't take this anymore. You win."

"Really?" Max seemed surprised. "What do I win?" Rei thought about it for a moment, then shrugged.

"I can't remember," he said truthfully. "Let's get something to eat before I become tempted to smash Dizzi into a thousand tiny pieces, okay?"

"Sure thing!" Max said, and closed the laptop. Immediately, the noise ceased, and the dojo became eerily, thankfully, silent. Rei sighed.

"That sounds nice, doesn't it?" He asked. Max nodded, and they headed into the kitchen, determined to find something that Tyson hadn't already eaten.

The Morning After

Kai snuck through the dojo with a small smirk on his lips. It was two in the morning, and he had a collection of small speakers in one hand. All he had to do was stick them under a rug… and he had the perfect alarm clock for all three of his teammates.

It only took him a matter of moments to complete his task, and then he went over to Kenney, who, fueled by rage over his stolen laptop, had agreed instantly to help him. "Ready?" Kenney asked, handing Kai a pair of earplugs. Kai nodded, and they both plugged their ears before Kenney hit the play button on 'Nyan Cat'. The forty-eight hour long version.

Then, Dizzi held securely in Kenney's grip, they ran like hell to get out of there.

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AN: I'm sorry to say the forty-eight hour version doesn't exist… the three and ten hour versions, however, can be found on YouTube. If you want, I will send you the links… just PM me. Please review! The first reviewer gets to request the team they want to be tortured-hem, entertained next!