Disclaimer: I don't own Xiaolin Showdown, Tokyo Mew Mew, or the Beatles.
Warning: There is nothing but fangirl craziness that you need to worry about here.
"Well, we're finally here," Katnappe commented, gesturing to the huge main room of people.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Jack asked, sniffling and wiping away a fake tear.
The main hall was so large it was at least three floors high, compiled entirely with so many different fandoms, Chase doubted they would be able to see all of them. There were also a few separate buildings outside and people had their own stands set out there as well. The main hall was, of course, completely flooded with people in cosplay outfits, some of which Chase was proud to find himself actually recognizing.
"It's like heaven…for all geek-kind," Jack stated, leaning against Chase with a sappy smile on his face.
"Hey! I'm not a geek!" Katnappe shouted indignantly.
Jack turned to her and gingerly put a hand on her shoulder. "Ashley…everybody's a little weird in their own way. Do not deny this. It only makes it harder to admit."
She smacked his hand away from her, hissing harshly, "Quit acting like you're some kind of shrink, you little weirdo."
"Fine," Jack said with fake disdain as he grabbed Chase's hand and began to walk them through the con, claiming over his shoulder, "Just don't be surprised if I tell everybody about the huge-ass Cat-woman poster hanging over your bed."
Chase heard Katnappe gasp in horror, but they'd already become so immersed in the large crowd that it would probably take the cat-girl a while to find them. They continued through the area, Jack running up to booths and squealing with excitement. During this time, his lover would wait patiently as his consort gazed at all the strange (at least, to Chase they were strange) items and pulled out however much money his Jack would need to buy for whatever it was he desired.
Finally, they made it to the second-floor with Jack carrying a small bag filled with his purchases, holding Chase's hand in his. He turned to the man and asked excitedly, "Which way should we go next?"
Before Chase could even give a snarky answer, a voice rang out from the crowd.
"Jack?!"
The two Heylin men glanced over to see the Xiaolin monks running over to them.
"What are you two doing here?" Kimiko growled and the others actually shifted into their battle stances.
Jack and Chase stared at the team before simply glancing at each other with looks that clearly said, 'Are they serious?'
Jack looked away from his lover and answered blankly, "We're doing these really weird things called 'browsing' and 'shopping'."
"You mean…you are not here in an evil effort to take over the world?" Omi asked, his voice sounding almost disappointed.
Jack shook his head. "Nope! This is kinda like our day off."
The monks exchanged glances with one another as Omi asked his friends curiously, "Evil can do that?"
The two Heylin exchanged another glance before rolling their eyes and walking away as the Xiaolin warriors continued to look shocked and confused.
Jack and Chase continued through the halls of the con, Jack dragging Chase here and there, waiting in line for certain autographs (which didn't take long thanks to Chase giving death glares to everyone that was in front of them so they moved to the front of the line quicker), buying strange items, and listening to a few panels.
Finally, after realizing they'd been walking around for a few hours now, the two decided to find the cafeteria and eat. As they neared the area, they suddenly heard a high-pitched voice pierce through the air.
"Oh, my God!"
The two males turned their heads around to a small group of fangirls, all in their own cosplay outfits, standing and staring at them with wide eyes and bright smiles. For a moment, they both stared at each other awkwardly before Jack asked, "Umm…did you guys want something?"
"Ah!" one of the girls in a ninja outfit screeched with joy. "He's talking to me!"
"Umm, who said he was talking to you?" another girl wearing a steampunk-style dress asked her rudely. "He was obviously talking to me."
"Who cares who he was talking to?" a third girl spoke up, jumping up and down in her Tokyo mew-mew cosplay outfit, the cat-bell at the end of her tail jingling. "They're both here, right in front of us!"
All the girls seemed to be in agreement of this statement and as they were all nodding their heads, Katnappe finally found the two villains.
"There you are!" she exclaimed. "I've been looking for you to everywhere! Have you two been avoiding me?"
"Actually, no," Chase answered. "You're failure to find us was due to your own folly in your lack of tracking skills and, given that you claim yourself to be like a cat, is a disappointment to the feline family."
As Katnappe fumed, the girls behind her gushed, "Doesn't he look even more handsome when he talks so intelligent?"
Suddenly, one of the girls shrieked, "Let's get 'em!"
Before any of the three Heylin members knew what was going on, Katnappe had been trampled by the group of girls, while Chase and Jack began running for their lives. They sprinted through the convention, the fangirls hot on their heels as they dodged and pushed people out of the way.
"Y'know, if we were in any other situation, I'd be flattered to have fans, but at the present time, all I care about it getting the hell out of here!" Jack told Chase as he huffed and puffed.
"Agreed, Spicer," the dragonman replied as he breathed harshly. "Let's try and lose them outside."
"Good plan."
They bolted out one of the exits and ran around the other side of the building, but still couldn't seem to shake the girls. They entered through the front doors of the convention, taking as many dizzying turns as they could to get away.
"I feel like we're in the opening scene of Hard Day's Night!" Jack admitted as he jumped over a fan booth, Chase directly behind him.
"Interesting analogy, mate," his lover responded with an amused grin as they continued to move, the girls now losing their energy.
"Thanks," Jack snorted. He turned his head to see most of the girls were now gone and the stragglers were barely keeping up. "Let's go upstairs!"
The two Heylin scrambled up the steps, reaching the top floor and finally stopping, leaning against the railing both clearly out of breath; Jack coughing like mad and Chase's face flushed a bright pink.
Luckily, they'd managed to lose the girls, since most of them were either too tired to motivate themselves to rush up the stairs or they'd tripped and fallen in their complicated costumes.
"Babe…" Jack wheezed. "We…need to head back to our room-" He broke down into a fit of coughing as Chase rushed over to help him stay standing. "I-I need my…" Once again, he coughed harshly, unable to speak.
"Your inhaler," Chase finished as he waved his hand subtly and the small item appeared in his hand. "Here you are, rabbit."
Jack took the inhaler, taking as deep a breath as he could before pressing the nozzle. He waited another moment before repeating the process. He coughed a little more for a few minutes before his throat cleared up as he breathed out blissfully. He turned his head to his lover with a small smile. "Thanks, Chase. I needed that."
Chase smiled back at his mate before wrapping an arm around his shoulders and began their long trek to find the food-court.
"And I thought today would be boring," Chase mused to himself with amusement. "Then again, my day can never be boring with this little dork of mine."
A/N: This is basically a continuation of the previous day. I thought about doing something else, but nothing seemed to look right and the other one left off kinda crappily, so...hope you enjoyed this! R&R!
