Disclaimer: oh PUHLEEEEEEZ. I'm not that lucky to own Beyblade
(A/N): hey a new story! and I didn't even involve my dirty mind in it, it's a miracle! pfffft- bwuahahaha nah I just inserted a few. Hope you like this one
Fund Raising
The budget have finally hit the red mark, one of the accountants from the BBA confirms it and Mr. Dickenson organized a meeting from it's shareholders. The aftermath of Brooklyn's match with Tyson have led the BBA to a brink of bankruptcy but with the help of a few charitable organizations, the situation is mildly stable. However, the cost of the construction and repairs can no longer be supported by next month. They where running out of funds and they need to think of another way to raise money.
An idea suddenly came up to Mr. Dickenson "I know! I'll ask the kids, they will be happy to help BBA in it's time of need"
Mr. Dickenson, being looked up as a wise old man by young beybladers with utmost respect, called up all the beyblading teams for an emergency conference meeting. This was the first time that they ever have a meeting that consist of all the beyblading teams including BEGA, so it must be important, that or Mr. Dickenson must be gone senile according Rick.
Emily lectured Rick for the lack of respect "how dare you call Mr. Dickenson a senile old man! he hasn't reach over 90 yet! show some respect to the fat jolly old man. Isn't that right Micheal?"
Micheal agrees "Right, an old man like Mr. Dickenson doesn't like to be reminded of how he have bad prostate problems, or being forgetful, or crapping his pants and have some nurse to change it for him, or.."
"You know he's right in front of us and he can hear you" Rick said
Micheal turns around and saw Mr. Dickenson sitting on his desk. Micheal turned slightly red "err... well hi there Mr. D! ummm, it's a nice weather were having today hahaha... this is so awkward"
"dumbass" Rick mumbled
Mr. Dickenson felt hurt, does he really look that old? 'teenagers these days'
It was a classroom styled layout in the conference where each team was seated in their designated tables and Mr. Dickenson sat on the front row table ready to give them the bad news "I have bad news, the BBA is running low on funds" he said with a frown.
The room began to fill with collective gasp as Mr. Dickenson continues "I'm sorry to say we also can't organize another beyblade tournament since no organization can support to finance BBA"
Tyson screams the moment he heard that there would be no beyblade tournament, just think of the pile of homework and chores he would spend in his free time instead of practicing for beybattles "NOOOOOOOOOOOO! The horror! the horror!" he turns to Kai in desperation and clutched his hands on Kai's jacket and starts shaking him
Tyson screams "Kai what will we do? WHAT WILL WE DO?"
"how about you stop over-reacting?" he said calmly
Mr. Dickenson continued "there won't be any tournament by the next year too"
Kenny who have been playing too much Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney, slams his fist on the table and shouts "OBJECTION!"
"and the next year" Mr. Dickenson continued
Lee chopped the table in half and roars "WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?"
Raul tries his best to hold back tears but fails "oh how tragic, Sis! comfort me"
"don't worry brother. Come, put your head on my large soft breast" Raul and Julia hugged each other and cried, soliciting some sort of brother/sister incest love from everyone.
"and the next year" Mr. Dickenson repeated again
"This is bullshit!" Rick violently flips the table causing his team to have a miniature heart attack and Micheal to scream like a girl.
"and the next year"
the Blitzkrieg Boys has no one to blame except one person whom they deeply despised "Kill Boris!" and they flip the table to emphasize their point. Although their reason has nothing to do with the current situation and Boris is already in jail.
Barthez Battalion looks at each other for a moment and shrugs, since everybody was doing it they decide to flip the table too and maybe throw some chairs around, just for fun.
BEGA seems to enjoy the chaos around them
"and the next-" Mr. Dickenson realizes there was a written mistake in his file "oh, my secretary must've fell asleep when she typed this. I kept saying the same sentence over and over".
"AAAARRRRRGH!" Johnny tears his shirt out of anguish when he was about to flip the table Roberts stops him "Johnny we are still having tea, calm down" if that didn't stop him Oliver joined in after sipping his tea and gave Johnny a murderous glare "Flip it and die" indeed, Johnny listened and sat down.
with all the chaos in the room Mr. Dickenson coughs to get everyones attention " EHEM!... Anyway, unless we have more funds we can continue having tournaments. So the board and I came up with a plan"
Tyson cheers "Hooraaay Beyblade is saved!"
"the plan is for you guys to organize a Fund Raising event to raise money" Mr. Dickenson finished. For him this was the time that young people like them should know how to be responsible, grow up as matured adults and take care of BBA so he could die happy.
Everyone in the room grumbles
"Oh no! beyblade is doomed! there is no hope for us left! we have been forsaken!" cried Tyson, he was never the type who joins in his school's fund raising charity event as he always finds it boring. Hilary bonks him on the head for overreacting "seriously Tyson, stop embarrassing us!"
Mr. Dickenson sighed "it's not that hard Tyson, since you guys are famous each team will have their own theme as long as you guys can raise money" with another thought in mind he decided to make it sound more exciting "Think of it as a competition. The winner with the highest amount will get a prize".
Mr. Dickenson thought this doesn't sound so much of bad idea, everybody loves prizes
Everyone in the room grumbles again... hmmm, maybe not all of them likes prizes.
Tyson finally got his new found energy when he found out there was a prize involve "Cool! what kind of prize is it Mr. D?" he said like an impatient child on christmas day
Mr. Dickenson winks at him "It's a secret Tyson, you'll have to win in order to find out"
"how exciting!" Tyson squeels, his body filled with excitement. He can't wait to win that prize and in order to do that is to motivate his friends with his word of wisdom.
cue some random motivational music on the background, everyone looks around and wonders where that music was coming from.
Tyson jumps and stood on the table looking cool "you heard what Mr. D said! we must do our best for the sake of BBA's future, just think of the kids in the next generation or if we get lucky our own kids! Their future depends on us and if we don't do something, BBA would be extinct!"
Kenny turns off the background music from his laptop and looked up "Tyson you just said that to get the grand prize but you do have a point. I'm in!"
"Great! how about you guys?" Tyson look at the remaining members of his team
"you can count on me too Tyson"
"Your the best Ray!" Tyson gave Ray a two thumbs up
"I'm with you all the way Tyson!"
Tyson hugs Max "Thanks Max! good ol' reliable Max I knew I can count on you"
"hn. sure"
"I love you Kai!" Kai just pretended he didn't hear Tyson said just that and blames his current behaviour of being filled with giddy excitement and getting sugar rush from eating sweets on the dessert table. He glares at the other team snickering at him
"Don't forget about me, I'm helping too"
"yeah sure, whatever Hilary"
"WHAT KIND OF RESPONSE IS THAT?" Tyson ignores Hilary's outburst
Daichi pops in "Hey! what about me?"
"the hell are you?"
"I'm Daichi you idiot!"
"whatever"
Tyson turns his attention to his team mates "Alright guys! let's go out there and make Mr. D proud!" he said and charged himself outside. His remaining team remained inside, they haven't yet discuss on their theme with Mr. Dickenson. The other teams after listening to Tyson's grand speech, decides to go on with the BBA chairman's plan besides there is no way in hell they would let themselves get beaten by the BBA Revolution in this fund raising contest. There will be blood.
Team All-Starz
Emily as the brains of her group elected herself as team leader "alright guys Tyson and his team maybe good when it comes to beyblading but with my intellect we can boost more profit!"
this got Rick to get hyped up "yeah! I want to see the look on Tyson's face when we take away the grand prize HAHAHAHAHA!"
Rick's imagination
Tyson looks beaten and weak, he crawls towards Rick on the floor trying to reach the grand prize that Rick was currently holding
"my prize...why?...why Rick?...why?" Tyson sobs, his spirit clearly broken
Rick just laughs at Tyson's misery "HAHAHAHAHA!"
Rick continues to laugh "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Emily eyed her team mate questionably "Rick, I didn't know you're a sadist"
F Dynasty
both siblings decides to do a circus theme since...well, they're circus performers
Barthez Battalion
Decides to sell home made cookies from door to door. They have a decent amount of fan base anyway, everybody has to buy their cookies and with Miguel's charm they cannot lose.
White Tigers Team
"Ha! we just sell chinese style cooking! no one can resist our food once they get to taste it. These hands have the blessing of a master chef passed down from many generations!" Lee boasted
his sister disagrees with him and sighed "but Ray cooks better"
Team Majestic
are still having their tea. None of them doesn't seem to bother and only talked about the weather and government secrets that they read in Wikileaks website.
Team BEGA
Everyone relied on the lazy genius for great ideas. Said lazy genius did have a plan but everyone won't like it
"Let's put on a fortune telling booth" Brooklyn cheerfully said
Garland couldn't believe what he's hearing. Of all the ideas him and Ming Ming came up (Mystel was just as lazy) like him opening a Martial Arts Competition or Ming Ming's idea of a benefit concert for BBA. Brooklyn just came up with something dumb like fortune telling , did he hit his head with flying projectiles while dueling with Tyson? it's a possibility "that's your plan? seriously?"
Brooklyn started glowing dark aura and red eyes, he stared directly at Garland "is there a problem?" seeing this the side of him is scary
Garland decided to shut up
Blitzkrieg Boys
Spencer look over his team captain "So, any plans for our theme in fund raising Tala?"
"bake cookies?" Bryan suggested
"yeah, suuuuure... the badass Blitzkreig Boys selling cookies. Great plan Bryan" Ian said with sarcasm. Bryan, a human unable to detect sarcasm just smiled "Thanks!"
"I've got an idea. Gather around closer, nobody must hear this idea or they might steal it" Tala said and his team got closer together in order to hear Tala whispering his plans
whisper, whisper
"oooooh, interesting"
whisper, whisper, whisper
"that's brilliant!"
whisper, whisper... whisper
"cool"
Mr. Dickenson looks around the youngsters discussing on what to do with their themes for fund raising. He felt so proud of them for taking it seriously, these kids will pose as great role models for the next young beybladers. He can't wait to see them tomorrow for the Fund Raising event, it's gonna be exciting.
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To be Continued . . .
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