Paper Flowers
Chapter
1
The fund raiser
It's been a few years since the Beybladers of the world saw each other once again. Three months have passed since the BEGA incident, and the newly rebuilt BBA was ready and up for business. But knowing that Mr. Dickenson was a kind soul, he decided to sponsor a charity fund raiser for an organization that helped children who have less in life. His idea? Start a Beyblade Tournament with all the world's best Bladers and put their talent to good use. So, letters were sent out to the teams, or in some cases some of the members (since some might have not lived together), and it seemed like it was going to be a blast.
The tournament was going to be held in France, and it was because that was where the organization that helped those children was founded. The teams then started to arrive one by one. Obviously, the Majestics were there first, obviously because France was the homeland of Oliver, and they were in neighboring countries. Barthez Battalion soon followed after, followed by F dynasty, the BEGA team (I don't know if I should call them the justice 5 or BEGA sooo… yeah), The PBB All-Stars, then White Tiger X, and then the G-revolution.
When the teams met at the airport, there was much fuss since it has been three years and it's been a long time since everyone has seen each other, until there was a noted observation. "Hey… we're missing a team…" Mariah said as she scanned the crowd of 'Bladers. "Hey… you're right Mariah we are…" Hilary agreed to what her friend said, and soon the collected group began to question who the missing team was.
"What's all the commotion about?" asked a voice, a very familiar voice. When they looked towards the direction of the voice, it was Mr. Dickenson, the man that arranged this whole fund raiser in the first place. "Well sir, there is a missing team…" Kenny said as he stepped forward from the pack. "Oh yes… the Blitzkrieg Boys…" he said in somewhat disappointment. "Mr. D… are they going to compete in this tournament too?" asked Tyson as he looked quite concerned. "Well… I don't really know Tyson, they didn't reply to the letter that was given, I suppose I'm supposed to take that as a no, or maybe it was not delivered to them." The old man said as he looked at the shocked faces of the crowd before him. "Well… what do we do now?" Max asked.
"I say we go to the nearest fast food chain around this joint!" a demanding tone but raspy voice said, when they looked behind them there stood the Blitzkrieg boys, in all their glory. "About time you guys came, we were worried." Ray said with a smile as he addressed the four Russians. "Can we skip the introductions and such? I'm not a big fan of airplane food and I'd like a burger with large fries on the side with a large soda too." Ian said as he crossed his arms across his chest.
"Hey… you guys are missing a team mate…" Kai pointed out. "Hey… where'd tiny go?" Ian asked as his head scanned the arrivals area. It wouldn't be soon before long that they'd be able to find a six foot blonde boy with distinct Russian attributes, and a green headgear on his head. And who knew, it really wasn't long after they found him.
"Hey! There he is!" Daichi exclaimed as his eyes were caught by a stressed looking Spencer, he didn't look calm like he always did. It looked like he was about to scream at the top of his lungs, and he kept looking back, as if something was following him. When he caught the sight of his team mates, he ran as fast as he could, carrying his feet with all the strength he had. When he reached the pack of 'bladers, he looked relieved to be with them.
"Hey big guy, what'sa matter?" asked Bryan as he looked at his friend. "Nothing…nothing it's just that I saw…" he was cut by a tug on his pants. When he looked down, he saw a little French girl, "Here mr. my mommy always told me paper flowers make someone's day better." She looked like a designer puppet wearing an all pink ensemble, as she raised the white paper flower as high as she could for Spencer to see.
His eyes widened at the sight, he froze just there as he looked at the flower. "What's wrong? Don't you want it?" she asked as she withdrew the flower. Tala then took it out of her hands gently, "He might be affected by the jetlag, but I'd be happy to take it for him." He said with a smile that looked so warm and radiant. The little girl smiled back and ran back to her mom.
"Well everybody, shall we go to the hotel now?" Mr. Dickenson asked them, and in unison they all said yeah. As everyone was headed for the shuttles, Tala waited for Spencer to budge. "Do you have plans of going to the hotel to rest or not? That was what you were ranting about in the plane just a few hours ago you know." He said to his statuesque friend. "Yeah, let's go…" he said as he slowly walked towards the shuttle and boarded it, and off they were to the hotel.
