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Tried.
"… and so I'm stuck with these two tickets to see Boom McCondor, and Billy Stumps perform some stupid stunt. Like I care about these kinds of things." Kendall chatted uninterestedly with a pair of girls, who, coincidentally, looked just as uninterested as her. One however, was an unwanted bystander, who looked on to Kendall with a look equivalent to a puppy dog's.
"Kendall! Kendall! Could I have them? Please? Please? Please? Please, oh… pretty please…?"
Kendall frowned, not used to having Jacky's undivided attention. This was something Kick handled. Alll the time.
"Whack- I mean, Jacky! Why would I give the tickets to you? My uncle gave them to me as a gift."
"Yeah, but you just said you didn't want them!" Jacky whined into Kendall's face.
"Doesn't mean I wouldn't find a use for them…" Kendall said uncomfortably. Her personal space got a face full of Jacky. Her eyes shifted to the hyperactive girl's face and narrowed. "Do you even like Boom McCondor? Or Billy Stumps?" she questioned the girl curiously.
The person obscuring her view took a dreamy stance. "No… but Kick does…"
Kendall growled and shoved the brunette out of her way. "That explains everything…"
Jacky yipped and jumped out of the way of the marching blonde. "Wait! Kendall! What're you going to do with them?"
Kendall sighed, and looked at the girl wearily. Clearly tired, she gestured carelessly. "I don't know… maybe I'll sell them. There were only a couple of these things given out to the regular public."
"Then how did your uncle get them?"
"He has ties. Now, move it, we're late for class."
Jacky scurried out of the way, but not the direction Kendall was heading. She went to the one place she knew he would be…
… Dead Man's Drop.
"Ready, Gunther?" Kick asked, his leg planted firmly on the ground, and the other on his skateboard, Ol' Blue.
"Ready, Kick!" the Viking boy responded confidently. "Gunther, are you sure you had the slingshot hooked up to get maximum speed?" Kick gave his friend an uncertain glance. "Of course, Kick! I calculated the max velocity it'll give when…" he trailed off when noticing the skeptic look on Kick's face. "Oh, okay… I paid some nerd to do it." Kick smiled in encouragement. "That's my Gunther… Now on three, you let me go, okay?"
"Okay, then you jump the ten feet of cactuses I put out…"
"Right! Now, one… two… thr-…"
He was cut short when he heard rugged panting behind him. "Now what?" he turned around in annoyance, only wanting to disappear when seeing his obsessive fan breaking ground fast.
"Oh no…" he mumbled. "Quick! Gunther! Hide me!"
"B-but how….?"
"Never mind! Let's run while we can!"
Both he and Gunther turned on their heels preparing to flee, until a vice-like grip latched onto them.
"Wait!" she cried breathlessly. Kick growled while a glum look set. "Not much we can do otherwise."
"Kick! Kick! I have great news!" the girl cried happily.
Kick sighed. "Jacky, for the last time, I'm not selecting a wedding cake for our future wedding, which is, by the way, never going to happen!
"Not that news! " Jacky said impatiently. "And we will get married Kick, don't deny the love…"
The chill of a shiver passed through said boy. "Uh… whatever it is, talk to Gunther!" He pulled the portly kid in front of him. Gunther let out a slight tremble. "Hi…" His lack of 'Kick' made her pay him no interest to him whatsoever.
"I think you'll like this, Kick…"
"I doubt it," he said in a low voice. Unfortunately, though, he figured he couldn't escape this predicament without listening to what the spectacled girl had to say. "Alright, what is it?" Jacky took no notice of his sigh and proceeded to squeal deafeningly.
"Okay!" Kick held up a hand to halt her. "Just what is it?"
"Kendall-…"
"That's it. Not interested." He flipped Ol' Blue up in a blink, and made in a motion to skate away, but Jacky's grip relinquished its hold on him. "Listen. To. Me."
He winced. "Only if you stop doing that." He rubbed the bruised spot tenderly.
"Kendall got two tickets a Billy Stumps and Boom McCondor Daredevil Showdown."
At this, Kick's eyes widened. "Billy Stumps? And Boom McCondor? Together?"
"Yes!"
"We need to get tickets!"
"YES!"
"C'mon Gunther! Empty your pockets! We need money! As much as possible."
"NO!" Kick looked at Jacky incredulously. "What?" he asked. "Kendall has one of the VERY few that were given out. She's the only one we know who has them."
Kick looked like he was living a nightmare. "You're kidding." Jacky shook her head.
"There's no way I'm asking her for them." He said stubbornly.
"Kendall did say she might sell them…" prompted Jacky.
Kick's face brightened, and dulled just as quickly. "No way. I know her. She'll put an insanely large price on them. There's no way I'll be able to afford them. Come on, Gunther. Let's go."
"Well, Kick, I tried to get them for you. I'll try again if you want."
"Thanks Jacky, I'd appreciate it."
Her eyes lit up. A very rare moment it was to have Kick thank her, let alone smile like that. It felt good. Very good, and she longed for more.
"I'll be right on it, and me and you can go to the Showdown together. It'll be awesome. A stunt lover, and a Kick- I mean, another stunt lover, together… alooone… Won't that be romantic?"
Kick gave a panicked glance in Gunther's direction, but was met with an unsure stare. "Uh… gotta go!" He jumped on his skateboard and pushed off in the direction of school, tugging Gunther behind him. "I'm late for class!"
"But Kick! Class started thirty minutes ago!"
In the afternoon, Jacky beckoned to an approaching Kendall. The exasperated girl made her way over slowly over the wave of a crowd.
"What do you want?"
Jacky ignored the anger apparent in Kendall's eyes. For Kick. For Kick, she chanted. It was her mantra.
"Kendall, can I please, please have those tickets?"
The blonde girl scowled. "Haven't we been over this? No." She turned, but was subjected to Jacky's cobra grip.
"Let me go!" She squirmed, but it was for no use.
"Please give them to me? I'll do anything for them!" Jacky moaned into Kendall's ear.
She got a dry look in return. "You wanna do something for me? Leave me alone."
With a heavy heave, Kendall wrestled herself free from Jacky. The brunette gave up and sighed.
Looks like it's all up to Kick…
AN - Hi, I'm new to KB fanfiction, but I've had this idea for a while now. I haven't watched too many episodes of KB:SD, so forgive me if I make a few errors. Oh, and I would appreciate it if you could point them out. :) Kick/Kendall has become my newest OTP. Credits to The Sole Survivor for inspiring this. ^^
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