Chapter 3
Thank you Yoko Fujioka for reviewing :D and Nirianne for his/her review :)
:) Max is in this one :)
And…. ¬¬ Kai, I feel your pain, nobody needs to see what you see in this chapter (well, I would love to see a vid of this on youtube :L )
EVIL HIRO ALERT
"talking"
"thinking"
Chapter 3
Hiro and Hilary sat down in the dojo whilst staring at the untouched scissors that was lodged in a psychopathic pineapple with peanut eyes.
"Um, where's Gramps?" Hilary asked killing the silence.
"O, Gramps went out on a spontaneous search for pineapples and 3 nuts for his experiment—the usual." Came the reply of the aforementioned question.
"O, so what's with THAT pineapple?" Hilary sneered as she pointed her finger at the deadly pineapple which was twitching.
"Uh-oh, I forgot scissors didn't work on them…" Hiro thought worriedly, "Oh it's nothing" Hiro announced as he casually threw a radiator at it.
Hilary let out a giggle as the smell of fresh pineapple filled the room, NOBODY flirts with Hilary… well NO FRUIT should flirt with Hilary, she was Kai's or was it Tyson's…hmm maybe Kenny's girlfriend and it was easier this way.
"Hey, Hilary do wanna know what happens if you run with scissors?" Came the sly voice of the ninja man.
"Sure, there's nothing else to do"
Hiro explained the malicious nature of the scissors while Hilary locked herself into the bathroom—alone.
Kai arrived at the B.B.A. headquarters, with his homies- his crew—his two kitties and a beyblade, and he was rockin' the place with his theme song.
" Is Mr. Dickenson in today?" He inquired to the, now blushing and giggling, secretary.
"Oh God no, not her again!" Kai scanned the room quickly looking for an exit—he couldn't fit in his pocket like he had anticipated, there were too many things in them. He quickly dodged the lady as her failed attempts to glomp him ended with her face going full-force into a conveniently place bin.
Kai ran up the 34 flights of stairs, as the elevator was out of order. He arrived on the 34th floor when he heard something… something he had never heard before… something he will never hear the same again…
He tapped the door with his hand, his eyes widened in shock when, right in front of him, in his line in which his view was placed, was Mr. D dancing in a fluffy pink tutu. He was frolicking through his office while furiously moving his head. He was completely oblivious to his surroundings as he knocked over various objects.
"I whip my hair back and forth, I whip my hair back and forth, I whip my hair back and forth, I whip my—OH, hi Kai … didn't see you there.. er… come in?" Mr. D sang while trying to look someway decent in front the boy.
"I REALLY WISH I could fit in my pockets… or that I had soap... lots and LOTS of soap, Willow did NOT intend for this to happen. Oh God, BORIS please sing -twinkle, twinkle metal bar-" Kai thought while trying to erase his memory, he was cringing and who wouldn't?
"You know, you could've knocked…. But you're here now." Mr D began, he continued to speak but…HE WAS IN A FRIGGIN' TUTU and Kai was still in a state of shock.
Max was on his way to Tyson's when he smelt something… something familiar… something he may never smell again…
"OMG..! he is eating my candy… he's eating my candy… HE'S EATING MY CANDY!" Max was having shouting contest in his head that was stuck on replay as he got closer to the candy. Where did he get the candy? Max appeared to be calm on the outside but-… no.
"Everything alright Maxie?" a complete stranger asked stuffing its strange mouth with Max's candy.
"Sure" Max replied full of sugariness… his last bit of sugar.
Max could feel his urge for candy rise, but when he got to the candy man, it was ALL gone.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…!" Came the booming voice, and echo, of the small blonde.
Max was desperate, he had no money on him- he didn't clean the sink that some idiot put in his kitchen, that- and he spent it on new glow in the dark laces.
Max arrived at Tysons house, his hair was a mess, his eyes stuck in his head he was chanting what sounded like "sugar, sugar, sugar, sugar I need sugar, sugar, sugar, sugar" over and over again.
The bell had just rang and Tyson expertly avoided eye-contact with his teacher.
"Rule number 1: if you want a chick to like you make eye-contact." Tyson remembered the wise words of his intellectual sibling. He figured that if you did the opposite, well, the opposite would happen.
But happened next was totally unexpected….
END sooo sorry, I have to go somewhere and I have to end it here :)
Hehe, o, well … the story is finally where I want it :D
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Umm… Ya…. Kai's theme song epic, Willow Smith , talented I swear..! ..mr D .. ^^''
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