Story With A Spin
First Appearance
"Man, they are late… that's not like them at all!" a young man shouted, as he paced up and down the training facility.
That young man, who was in his late teens, had thick and unruly dark blue hair, which he unsuccessfully tried to tame in a low ponytail and with a reversed baseball cap.
"Tyson, shut the fuck up! Some of us actually try to train here!" yelled an angry redhead.
"Well, excuse me Johnny! I'm just worried about my partner! They're usually not late like that!" Tyson barked back.
"Well, our partners are here and we are preparing – I mean, trying to prepare - for the upcoming event! Heh, how does it feel being dropped by your teammates once again? Makes you see the errors of your ways, huh?" the Scotsman fired back.
"Hey, nobody dropped or abandoned me! They just decided to represent their old respective teams in this upcoming friendly tournament! They told me in advance and Kai, Ray, Max and I are still buddies!"
"Yeah, just tell yourself that. They prob-"
"What is going on here? First, some unknown girl with horrible split ends ran into me, making both of us crash to the ground and now you two are screaming at each other like there's no tomorrow!" Ming-Ming comes up to them, trailing right behind her was Crusher.
"Ming-Ming!" Fanboy#1 was already all over her with, his eyes literal hearts.
"Geez, Kenny, you really need to calm down… that's really embarrassing. We already know her for a while now, so..." the reigning champ says, while scratching the back of his head awkwardly.
"Well, you are the expert when it comes to embarrassing things, right Tyson?" Johnny chuckled.
"Johnny, you little-" Tyson begins, but was quickly intercepted by Hilary.
"Tyson's right, Kenny. Stop worshipping her like she's some kind of goddess! She's a normal human being like all of us are and a mediocre singer at best."
"Oh? Mediocre? Is someone jealous of my natural beauty and talent?"
"What? Me and jealous?! As if someone would get jealous of you!"
"Well, your screeching says otherwise. Just be honest with yourself and accept it, Hilary."
The two girls started bickering.
And the guys just stared at them.
"Uh… ok. Well, where were we?" Tyson turned to Johnny, after being sure the two females wouldn't take this… verbal exchange to a physical level.
"Damn, I also lost track, but I'm sure it's my win."
"What?! In your dreams McGregor! I'll never lose to you! Not in a beyblade battle nor in a verbal battle!"
"Still haven't enough, huh? Well, come and get some more, Granger! That's it, if you're not too chickened out!"
And thus, those two hotblooded bladers started to scream at each other all over again.
The others, who were diligently training but have stopped because of four people raising their voices to an almost unbearable volume, just deadpanned.
…
Two individuals, who were watching from afar, just smiled lightly at the quarrels.
"Well, well, well, look at that, will you? It always warms my heart, seeing old enemies and rivals becoming friends."
"Yes, Mr. Dickenson, I agree. After the whole BEGA fiasco, this is sure a nice change of scenery. Although, I must admit I wish they would find another way to express their… mutual respect." Hiro chuckled slightly, as he watched Johnny having Tyson in a headlock and apparently trying to choke the latter to death.
"My, my, Hiro. Boys will always be boys. And the girls are getting along just fine! But I have to go now. There is still a lot of preparations to do before the grand event. I hope you will be part of it?"
"Yes, but not as a participant directly. I will be the new manager of the Bladebreakers."
"The new manager, huh? Are you sure you won't join the Bladebreakers as a blader? Sure, both Tyson and Daichi are outstanding bladers and amazing in their own ways, but if just one of them is unable to attend a match, the other one will be quite in a pinch, don't you think?"
"Yes, you are right sir. But don't worry about that. Tyson already took action and contacted an old friend of ours. We have our third man." Hiro smiled.
"Tyson did? That was indeed a very smart move, he's slowly maturing. I'm really proud of him! He's going to grow into a fine young man one day! I can't wait to meet this lad. But I really have to go now. Make sure to introduce me to your friend next time!"
After the friendly old man left, Hiro slowly made his way to his little brother.
"-you kilt wearing-"
"-you high-pitched-"
"Guys, that's enough" Hiro said in a steady, almost commanding tone.
Everyone stopped shouting and looked at the bluenette.
"But Johnny started it!" the cap wearer whined.
"I don't care who started it, you will cease those fights immediately" the older Granger demanded. "Or our newcomer won't come out."
"What? But nobody of us were fighting! We were just having a… creative discussion… yeah…" Johnny said, while his twitchy eyes darted from side to side.
"Hmm? A Newcomer?" Hilary asked curiously.
Hiro simply nodded. "You can come out now, Alice." Hiro said kindly, trying to lure that person out.
And it worked.
Slowly, a head poked out from behind the main pillar and gradually, the rest of the body emerged from behind the structure, her movement dull and sluggish.
"Oh! That's damaged-hair girl!" Ming-Ming instantly recognizes.
Said girl looked at the singer passively and muttered in a soft voice: "Ah… I'm sorry again… for back then…"