Vendetta!
Chapter 2
"Revenge?" Tia repeated the word with a worried tone. "What would this 'revenge' entail...exactly?"
"I was thinking something along the lines of kicking Mr Binkins' head in," D'jok replied.
There was silence, Tia looked at D'jok sceptically.
"Well that probably won't work," Mark remarked, not an ounce of sarcasm in his tone as he mulled it over.
"No really? You think? You think that maybe killing the head of one of the most important fashion companies in the world won't work?" Yuki teased a playful smirk on her lips as she poked Mark in the arm.
Mark looked at her, looking a little confused. "No Yuki, I don't think that would work. First of all you've got the issue of-"
"She's joking Mark," Rocket interrupted quickly.
"Well I wasn't!" D'jok announced and then he looked around at his teammates. "And I don't see anyone else coming up with ideas!"
"That's because we haven't had time to think things through yet," Tia placated. "Look, why don't we all suggest something, we'll come to a decision on what to do together."
D'jok pouted for a moment, wrestling with himself before he sat down on the ground, before Tia and Yuki, and crossed his arms. There was a short pause and then the redhead yanked Micro-Ice down next to him. The smaller boy stumbled and ended up falling painfully in a heap. Rubbing his head and glaring at D'jok reproachfully, Mice then spoke.
"So...who goes first? Cuz I've got a pretty awesome idea!"
D'jok muttered something that sounded like, 'Nothing is better than my idea' and then he glared to the side. Mark, Thran, Ahito and Rocket sat down next to D'jok and Micro-Ice as they looked up to Tia for her reply.
"Well Micro-Ice, if you have an idea, we're all ears."
Micro-Ice whooped and then leapt to his feet excitedly.
"Right, so!" he announced. "My idea is that we prank him! We prank him GOOD!"
"That's a great idea!" D'jok concurred enthusiastically before his face dropped and his glare was back. "Except we're not five years old anymore."
Micro-Ice frowned and slapped his best friend round the head. "We're also not trained hit men."
"I never said we should ASSASSINATE him," D'jok retorted. "Just said that we should kick his head in."
Tia sighed in exasperation at D'jok's behaviour and then looked to Micro-Ice.
"Micro-Ice, pranking's great and all, but would it really make Mr Binkins feel bad? I mean, would he even be able to connect it with his actions towards Mei?" she questioned.
"It'd certainly teach him a lesson," Yuki intoned.
Micro-Ice beamed at her. "Exactly! Also, Mr Binkybop will learn what true humiliation is and that'll make him feel bad about all the girls he's humiliated, including Mei!"
Tia was thoughtful for a moment before she spoke.
"Ok...I see your reasoning, I think we'll put that on the 'maybe' list," the blonde girl turned to Thran. "Thran, would you be able to get all this down please?"
"Sure thing," Thran agreed before twisting his watch; a holographic notepad erupted from it. Thran quickly began tapping away on it, writing out a vague outline of Micro-Ice's plan.
"There we go, the first...idea is down," Tia announced.
D'jok looked up and over at Thran. "No it isn't," he disagreed. "Thran write my plan down."
Thran glanced at Tia and the midfielder sighed before nodding. Anything to soothe D'jok, especially when he was in this mood, was sort of a necessity, they didn't want the ginger to go running off to kill Mr Binkins now, did they? Thran began typing D'jok's plan out also.
"Put mine before Micro-Ice's," D'jok instructed earnestly.
Thran rolled his eyes before obeying his captain's orders. Yuki and Tia exchanged a look.
"Anybody else have any ideas?" Yuki asked.
"I do," Mark put his hand up.
"Is it violent?" Tia questioned quickly.
D'jok looked to his friend hopefully.
"It...doesn't have to be," Mark replied.
Tia eyed him for a moment before nodding. "Go ahead."
"Right, I think we should get Mr Binkins into a situation-"
"A life threatening one?" Micro-Ice interrupted.
D'jok leaned forward, listening intently. Mark looked nervous; he looked up at Tia who was regarding him with raised eyebrows.
"Not...necessarily," he shook his head. "All it is is that we need to get him into a situation where he'll need help and THEN we make it so the only person around TO help is...Mei."
"But what happens if Mei doesn't help?" Ahito asked.
The other Snowkids looked to Mark to see his response. The substitute laughed awkwardly.
"Well...surely Mei would help him out? She's not heartless after all."
As the rest of the team mulled this over, D'jok sighed loudly.
"Why don't we just cut out the middle man?" he demanded. "Do Mark's plan, but just leave out the whole 'Mei rescuing him' thing?"
"But...that's the whole plan," Thran pointed out.
"Well it's a stupid plan!" D'jok exploded before crossing his arms and glowering off to the side once more.
"It's not a stupid plan," Tia assured Mark (who was looking pretty upset). "But it IS a plan that needs a few kinks worked out. I think we'll put it on the 'maybe' list again,"
Thran began typing out Mark's plan and Tia looked to the other Snowkids again.
"Anyone else?" she enquired.
"Well..." Thran mumbled.
Everyone looked to the older twin.
"Yes Thran?" Tia questioned eagerly, if anyone was going to come up with a somewhat credible idea, it would be Thran.
"My idea is somewhat in the same vein as Mark's," Thran explained. "I reckon we should mess with all of his technology so that he slowly begins to think he's cursed."
The rest of the Snowkids looked at Thran, some with expressions of utter bemusement on their faces.
"And...what would that achieve...exactly?" D'jok asked after a while.
Thran's cheeks pinkened. "I don't know," he muttered, obviously embarrassed. "I...just...everyone was getting into the swing of things and I just thought I'd suggest something."
"It's not too bad an idea actually," Rocket said.
"No, it's not too bad," Tia agreed before looking to Thran (who now looked distinctly less humiliated). "Put it on the 'maybe' list," she instructed.
Thran nodded, and with a small smile, tapped his own idea out. Tia looked back to the rest of the team expectantly. Thran nudged his twin brother.
"Ahito, do you have an idea at all?" he questioned.
Ahito (who had taken the opportunity to take a nap) looked up blearily. "What?" he asked tiredly.
"Any ideas as to how we could get back at the man who insulted Mei?" Micro-Ice chipped in. "My idea's really cool; I said that we should prank him right? Make him realise the error of his wa-"
"Shut up Micro-Ice, my idea's better," D'jok interrupted.
"Everyone's ideas are great," Yuki sighed, rolling her eyes at D'jok and Micro-Ice's antics.
"Um...how about..." Ahito sat up a little and started racking his brains. "How about we sneak into his office at night and see if we can find anything incriminating? Then we could blackmail him into apologising."
The rest of the Snowkids stared at Ahito in amazement.
"That's very...law breaky of you Ahito," Micro-Ice commented, looking rather in awe of the goalkeeper.
"Ahito," Thran scolded. "You've been watching one too many gangster movies before bed."
"That needs to go on the 'maybe' list," D'jok enthused.
"I think it should probably go on the 'never mention it again as it would most definitely get us some serious jail time' list," Rocket murmured.
Tia sat looking contemplative. "No," she disagreed. "Put it on the 'maybe' list Thran,"
Rocket gaped at his girlfriend.
"It can be a sort of last resort thing," she explained.
"Wait..." Mark piped up. "So...D'jok's idea is ahead of Ahito's idea?"
"Shut up Mark," D'jok hissed.
"D'jok's idea is on the 'never going to happen' list," Micro-Ice chuckled.
"You're on the 'never going to get banged by a hot chick' list," D'jok growled back.
Micro-Ice shot him an outraged look. "Hey!" he complained.
D'jok smirked triumphantly at him.
"You two need to go sit in the corner," Yuki muttered.
The team laughed and Yuki did too before her face became serious again. "I'm not joking," she stated. "Both of you go sit in separate corners, you're annoying me,"
D'jok and Micro-Ice gazed at her, wondering whether she was being serious. The ginger girl glowered back at each of them in turn.
"Go," she commanded.
Micro-Ice leapt up immediately and all but ran to the corner of the room. The black-haired teen promptly sat himself down and hid his face in the crook of the room, occasionally glancing back at the rest of the team mournfully. D'jok was a little less wimpy and stayed staring at the sub goalkeeper for a while longer before eventually he sighed loudly, flailed his arms around and then began walking to the other corner of the room, dragging his feet and muttering about how 'the whole thing was stupid anyway because his idea was clearly the best'.
"Look," Tia sighed, feeling a little desperate now. "Does anyone have a serious idea that we could maybe do easily? I'd like to sort this all out, Mei's really upset remember."
"Maybe we should just phone Mr Binkins up and ask him to apologise?" Rocket suggested.
"Wimpiest idea ever!" D'jok yelled from his corner.
"Corner people don't communicate with middle of the room people!" Yuki yelled back.
"That's it!" Tia exclaimed, smiling at her boyfriend. "It's so simple!"
"But...who'll do it?" Thran questioned.
"I'll do it!" D'jok exclaimed.
"No," Tia deadpanned.
D'jok punched the wall.
The blonde girl looked to Rocket again. "How about you Rocket? You know when to be assertive."
Rocket shrugged. "Yeah, I could give it a go I guess."
"I'll write a script for you!" Micro-Ice suddenly declared from behind Yuki.
Yuki turned and gave him a dangerous look. "I don't remember telling you you could come out of your corner," she muttered.
Micro-Ice slunk back to his corner, looking very much like a kicked puppy.
Tia looked back to Rocket. Great she thought maybe we can stop this whole thing before it gets too out of control.
The comedy will get darker later, but for now...yeah. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! Thank you all for your reviews so far, it feels so good to be writing for GF again :3
